Minister, You Were the One Who Took Black!

I was so stupid, really.

Hagrid raised his injured eyes and continued, "All I knew was that Lupin was a professor, so I assumed he was no danger."

I saw two people leaving Hogwarts, saying they were going to catch Peter.

I went back inside to get my weapons, intending to go with them.

Fang is a coward and refused to come with me, so we were delayed for a while.

Then, I heard a wolf howl.

I panicked and immediately chased after them to search. After searching for a while, I found the place where Whomping Willow and saw blood nearby.

There was also one of Harry's shoes and a tattered robe in the grass.

I thought to myself, "Oh no, we've been attacked by wolves." Looking again, I saw a wolf crouching there... not even a corpse was left..."

Hagrid then sobbed, unable to utter a coherent sentence.

Fudge's face was extremely ugly, and he habitually touched the green hat again.

The Boy Who Lived is dead? Eaten by Werewolf?

Ah, this...

Wow! You're even more impressive than the You-Know-Who!

Tomorrow's Daily Prophet will break all sales records!

Fudge even came up with a title:

Shocking! The Boy Who Lived was devoured by a wolf!

He felt his life was going to be incredibly difficult. First Black, then the Quidditch World Cup... and now Harry's dead too!

"Albus, I told you before! Don't use Werewolf as professors, and you listened!" Fudge shouted.

"Now look what happened! Lupin ate a boy, Harry Potter no less! How are you going to explain this to everyone?"

Dumbledore did not answer. His eyes, peering through his half-moon spectacles, were scanning the marks around him, as if lost in thought.

"Albus... you are fully responsible for hiring the Werewolf... you must..."

Fudge clutched his chest, as if he were about to have a heart attack. Let him die, he can be on the front page with Harry tomorrow!

"Harry isn't dead!" Dumbledore interrupted.

"Harry's death is all your fault... You should apologize to the whole nation... What... He's not dead?!"

Fudge raised his voice an octave higher, asking in surprise, "Where did they go?"

"Peter took him away," Dumbledore said calmly.

"It's Peter again... Dumbledore!" Fudge emphasized. "There's no Peter at all. How can I expect you to believe me?"

I'm taking Lupin with me! Maybe the Dementor will give him a kiss, that damn Werewolf."

"No." Dumbledore stared at Fudge, his tone authoritative:

"Search around there; maybe we can find Harry."

Fudge took two steps back, looking somewhat apprehensive. He gasped, "Fine, whatever... I don't have much hope."

"I'm taking both Black and Lupin with me tomorrow morning, no questions asked."

Fudge waved his hand in annoyance, and all the Auror scattered to look around.

William didn't search for him, so Harry certainly wasn't nearby. If he were, he would be shown on the map.

He thought for two seconds, then sat down next to Hagrid.

"Hagrid, you said someone attacked you? Are you seriously injured?"

"No, it just hurt a little... I was almost killing that Werewolf!"

Hagrid touched his eyes, becoming annoyed.

"It's Conjunctivitis Curse," William said softly, staring at the wound.

"It must be Black's accomplice... Lupin also said Peter was alive, he must have deliberately tricked Harry into coming out."

"Lupin told you that Peter still alive? Did he come out to find him?" William asked again.

"Yes... no... it wasn't him, it was Harry who said it."

William stood up; now he understood.

He already understood what was going on.

Complete, thorough.

They also knew where Peter and Harry were hiding.

simply,

It's crystal clear.

The Auror searched for a full forty minutes but found nothing before returning to the castle.

Lupin was knocked unconscious by Hagrid's punch, then bound tightly with rope and violently dragged away.

They had just entered the castle when they saw Dawlish rushing towards them in a panic.

"What's wrong, Dawlish?" Fudge had a bad feeling. "Aren't you in the office keeping an eye on Black?"

"Minister, Black... he's run away," Dawlish said bitterly.

"What? This is impossible!" Fudge's vision went completely black. He supported Kingsley to keep from fainting.

"Black doesn't have a wand and is trapped by magic, so tell me, how did he escape?!"

"I... I was knocked unconscious!" Dawlish said aggrievedly.

"Who knocked you out? I'll get the Dementor to give him a kiss!"

Dawlish glanced at Fudge, then hesitated and said, "You made the call!"

"..."

"I've been fucking with everyone the whole time... how am I supposed to hit you?" Fudge transformed into a roaring emperor, spitting as he spoke:

Use your fucking pig brain to think properly!

The minister was so anxious that he started swearing.

"It really is you, Minister. You kidnapped Black," Dawlish said. "Perhaps... Polyjuice Potion?"

"Someone is impersonating me using Polyjuice Potion?!" Fudge exclaimed angrily.

"Maybe, that person looks exactly like you."

"No... it's impossible... who would have my hair..." Fudge became uneasy.

He only had a handful of women with whom he was extremely close, but none of them had any reason to impersonate him.

Fudge gave Dawlish a deep look, feeling that the kid was lying.

So... Dawlish, you're actually Dumbledore's men, aren't you?

Did they deliberately lose Black?!

Fudge felt he had discovered the truth.

Indeed, Kingsley was more reliable.

Fudge ignored Dawlish and said to Kingsley:

"I demand a thorough search of Hogwarts! How many Auror and Dementor are still in Hogsmeade?"

"They're all here. You heard Peter was arrested, so you ordered them all to be transferred here," Kingsley said after thinking for a moment.

"It seems like only Tonks is left over there."

Fudge said angrily, "We don't have enough people, immediately send reinforcements to the department..."

The minister was interrupted before he could finish speaking. Everyone looked up.

A silver hare flew down from the sky, and as it landed, Tonks ' anxious voice rang out:

"Kingsley, requesting backup! Someone has violated Hogsmeade's curfew by using magic and triggering the Caterwauling Charm."

But I was stopped; the enemy was very strong! I estimate they had a large number of people, at least a whole team!

"It must be Black's accomplice. We've been discovered. We're off to Hogsmeade right now!" Fudge exclaimed excitedly, now feeling cuckolded.

Dumbledore nodded, stared at William, and said seriously, "William, you and Hermione stay here to take care of Professor Lupin."

"I'll stay too," Dawlish quickly said. "I'll keep an eye on him."

"You... never mind... Kingsley, stay." Fudge's eyelids twitched, fearing that Lupin might "escape" again from Dawlish's hands.

Dumbledore's light blue eyes swept from William to Hermione. "We are in a very urgent situation. Be careful and stay safe. And above all, obey the relevant laws."

Do you understand?

William nodded and said, "I understand, Professor."

Dumbledore glanced at Kingsley, then turned and left, and all the Auror departed, heading towards Hogsmeade.

"Um... my stomach isn't feeling well. You guys keep an eye on Professor Lupin for now," Kingsley suddenly said, clutching his stomach.

"..."

After Kingsley had walked away, Hermione frowned and said, "Is he one of Professor Dumbledore's men?"

"It seems so." William shrugged.

Sure enough, Dumbledore's henchmen are everywhere. William still has a long way to go in developing his little birds; he's still a long way from becoming the headmaster.

However, Kingsley probably misunderstood something; he likely thought the two were going to secretly send Lupin away.

The kidnapper... it's Minister Fudge, of course!

Dawlish has given a good reason!

But that's definitely not an option. If Lupin runs away, he'll become guilty, even if he's innocent.

William said softly, "If all goes well, we can save three innocent lives tonight without incident."

Hermione nodded. She had also picked up on the implication in the headmaster's words.

"The Turner is around my neck, take it out."

She waved her wand, gently laying Lupin flat, and then cast several more spells to prevent his escape.

The Werewolf's escape on the night of the full moon would be a disaster. Fortunately, he has been knocked unconscious by Hagrid and should not wake up anytime soon.

William reached out and groped under Hermione's neck, pulling out a long, delicate gold chain from her collar.

Below the gold chain, a small, gleaming Gold Timer hangs.

William put the gold chain around his neck as well, just as Hermione cast her End spell.

"It's five minutes to midnight... Are you ready?" William asked.

Hermione hugged the boy tightly and nodded gently.

The timer ticked three times, and then the two people suddenly disappeared.

Five minutes later, Kingsley came over with a teacup in his hand.

Huh, Lupin is still here?

But Stark and Granger were nowhere to be found.

Kingsley felt a pang of panic.

I hope nothing bad has happened to them.

No way! Harry Potter is already dead... we can't let two more geniuses die with him!

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Incidentally, before Tonks fell in love with Lupin, her Patronus was a rabbit. It later became a wolf.