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"So Professor Lupin was once a good friend of your father." Hermione breathed a sigh of relief and said, "And he is Moony."

"That's too much! This Sirius Black is simply too much!" Harry's forehead veins bulged and his face was full of anger.

From the information in this letter, he could feel the friendship that his father and Black once had. Their relationship was just like that between him and Ron, like brothers.

But just because he saw how close they were back then, Harry felt even angrier. This feeling of being betrayed by his best friend was hard for him to cope with.

"Calm down, Harry." Hermione patted her friend's shoulder gently and whispered, "Maybe, maybe things are not as we think."

The little witch couldn't help but think of the conversation she had with the young professor a few days ago, and she hesitated whether to tell him.

"Not what we thought?" Harry frowned and looked at Hermione in confusion.

"Professor Ziklein told me that he once investigated your parents' case." In the end, Hermione couldn't go against her conscience and chose to tell him frankly. "He found a lot of suspicious points..."

When she told Harry and Ron everything about her conversation with Gerald, they became confused and entangled.

"So, Sirius Black might really have been wrongly accused?" Ron rubbed his chin and said in a low voice. "If that's the case, are those people in the Ministry of Magic just freeloaders?"

"The circumstances were very special, Ron." Hermione took a breath and said, "At that time they just wanted to send people to prison."

"It's just a possibility." Harry pondered for a long time and said, "There's no evidence to prove that Black was wrongly accused, right? Besides, Peter Pettigrew is dead."

"Yes." Hermione also sighed and said, "The most critical issue now is that there is no evidence, unless Sirius Black is willing to drink the truth serum and accept our questioning."

"Damn it, we can't put ourselves in danger just because of this possibility." Ron shook his head frantically and shouted, "We can't face a prisoner who can break out of Azkaban!"

"Maybe we can find a helper." Harry looked at the letter in his hand and said meaningfully, "Professor Lupin is very suitable, isn't he?"

"Harry, don't be impulsive." Hermione quickly dissuaded him, "After all, these are just our speculations. There is no actual evidence. Even if Professor Lupin is a good friend of your father, he wouldn't come to help us just based on speculation."

"Of course, I know." Harry nodded, turned around and murmured: "But we have to try, right?"

641 truth

Hogwarts, school time.

Harry did not go straight to the Gryffindor common room as usual, but avoided his friends and knocked on Professor Lupin's door.

"Oh, Harry?" Lupin looked a little surprised when he saw Harry Potter coming. "What's the matter?"

"Yes, Professor Lupin." After taking a breath, Harry Potter nodded. "I have some very important questions that I need to consult you on."

"Come in, kid." Lupin stepped aside and closed the door after Harry entered the room.

"Thank you, Professor." Harry Potter politely took the tea handed to him by Lupin, and then spoke again: "Professor Lupin, I want to talk to you about my parents."

"Your parents..." Lupin was silent for a moment and sighed. "I knew you would come to me sooner or later. So, you already know about our relationship?"

"Yes, I know you are Moony." Harry nodded affirmatively and said, "And my father, James Potter, is Prongs."

"You are amazing, kid." Lupin smiled and said, "You cracked our code so quickly. You know, even Snape..."

"Snape?" Harry was startled and asked in astonishment, "Are you talking about Professor Snape? Could it be that Professor Snape had a good relationship with you back then?"

"Of course not." Lupin paused for a moment and answered hesitantly, "Our relationship at that time was more than just bad. Your father, James, and Snape were practically mortal enemies."

Enemies of life and death?

After a moment of silence, Harry Potter's face showed a hint of realization. "No wonder, no wonder he hates me so much. Is it because he had a bad relationship with my father?"

"Well, things may not be that simple..."

As Lupin slowly recounted the past grudge, Harry Potter's expression gradually became complicated, even a little unbelievable. "My father, is this the kind of person he is?"

Surprised and stunned.

Harry Potter even felt a little uncomfortable when he heard Lupin tell him about his father.

Forming gangs, looking for trouble everywhere, bullying classmates, fighting...all these deeds completely destroyed Harry Potter's inner image of his father. In his heart, his original father should be as kind and gentle as Dumbledore.

But according to Professor Lupin, his father was like a replica of Malfoy when he was his age.

"Sorry, kid." Looking at the expression on Harry's face, Lupin sighed. "Perhaps, I shouldn't tell you this."

"No." Harry shook his head and breathed a sigh of relief. "I want to thank you, Professor Lupin. Thank you for telling me the truth about my father. No matter what kind of person he was when he was young, he was my father after all. He loved me and my mother until his death, right?"

"Yes, I'm sure of that." Lupin breathed a sigh of relief and smiled. "Your father was certainly reckless when he was young. We all are. But I guarantee that his love for his family and friends was absolutely sincere and unpretentious. It's just a pity that he trusted the wrong person in the end."

At the end of his speech, Lupin's expression became a little lonely.

Harry could sense that he deeply regretted his parents' death.

Professor Lupin is indeed a man of affection and righteousness.

Thinking this in his heart, Harry Potter took a deep breath and began to reveal his and the boys' speculations to Lupin.

As soon as he finished speaking, Lupin seemed to be in disbelief and shock. He seemed to be stunned for a long time before gradually reacting. "You think the Secret-Keeper is Peter Pettigrew and not Sirius Black?"

"Yes, Professor Lupin." Harry Potter nodded and said, "But this is just our speculation. In order to prove the possibility of this speculation, I came here to find you. I just want to know, do you think this speculation is likely?"

"I don't know, kid." Lupin shook his head and smiled bitterly. "Logically speaking, among all of us, Black is the one who has the best relationship with your father. You should know that he is even your godfather. So from this point of view, Black is the most likely to be the Secret Keeper."

Harry Potter nodded in agreement. If his father were Ron, he would also let Ron be his secret keeper. He absolutely believed that his best friend would not betray him. It was a two-way trust.

Wait, two-way?

Harry Potter seemed to have thought of something, his eyes widened. "Professor Lupin! I want to ask you, what kind of person is Peter Pettigrew?"

what kind of person?

Lupin's eyes flickered with a strange expression. As Peter Pettigrew himself, he wanted to say that he was a loyal servant to his "master" and a dedicated undercover agent. However, for the sake of his "master's" cause, he couldn't speak the truth and could only say implicitly, "Peter is a very clever man."

"Very clever? As expected!" Harry Potter's face showed an excited expression, and he whispered: "What if, I mean what if... what if Sirius Black feels that he is not trustworthy enough and gives the secret-keeper position to Peter Pettigrew?"

"This..." Lupin was stunned and fell into deep thought.

Peter Pettigrew had to admit at this moment that this Harry Potter was indeed quite something. He had actually figured out the truth of the past with just these few words. Sirius Black had indeed given him the Secret-Keeper role because he felt he was suitable for it.

The reason is very simple, it is to guard against Voldemort.

Black and the Potters had a good relationship, which was known not only to those close to them but also to Voldemort. Therefore, in order to prevent Black from being controlled by Voldemort's spell and causing irreparable consequences, Black took the initiative to give the Secret-Keeper position to Peter Pettigrew.

But none of them knew that Peter had already defected to Voldemort and became his most loyal minion.

Recalling those past events in his mind, Peter Pettigrew looked at Harry with a gradually deepening gaze. He chuckled softly and said, "I never thought, kid, that you could discover the truth with just these clues."

The truth of the matter?

Harry Potter was stunned, his face full of astonishment. "You, you mean?"

"Yes, child." Peter Pettigrew nodded and smiled. "I have confirmed the truth from your godfather. Do you want to go with me to see him?"

642 The Power of the Forbidden Magic Stone

call.

Walking out of Lupin's office, Harry Potter let out a deep breath.

He had now cleared his confusion and understood the truth. It turned out he still had family in this world. His godfather hadn't betrayed his parents. That Peter Pettigrew was the true culprit, the source of all evil!

This was what Professor Lupin had seen personally from Black's memories, so there was no way he was wrong. He hadn't told me this at first because he was afraid I wouldn't believe it and it would ruin things. Harry understood.

After all, his godfather's current situation is very special, and the Ministry of Magic is still unclear about the truth of the matter.

If Harry impulsively exposed the other party's location at this moment, then they would have no chance of overturning the case. That's why they acted so cautiously. If Harry hadn't figured out the truth himself, Professor Lupin probably wouldn't have allowed him to reunite with his godfather so soon.

Ten days, ten more days! Just wait ten more days and I can go see the Godfather.

As for why they had to wait ten days, Professor Lupin said it was because Black needed to recuperate. After being tortured in Azkaban for so many years, his godfather was almost exhausted.

In this situation, his body needs to be adjusted and recuperated. He cannot have too strong emotional fluctuations in a short period of time, otherwise it will harm the essence of his body.

Harry didn't quite understand this strange medical knowledge, but he instinctively felt that Professor Lupin was right. He'd come through over a decade, so ten days wouldn't make a difference. However, he needed to control his emotions during those ten days and not let anyone notice anything was wrong.

Thinking this in his heart, Harry shook his head and walked towards the Gryffindor common room.

At this time, Jellal also withdrew his gaze from observing Harry Potter and turned his eyes to the group chat in front of him.

Lazy Kitten: Oh my god! The deputy director of the Special Forces Headquarters was found to be the leader of the Witch Demon Cult. This is really scary!

Skirt-lifting maniac: What is the evil cult?

Hatchet Girl: Are all the people in this religion dirty?

Lazy Kitten: Witch Cult, hey! Are you looking for trouble?!

Fairy Chi Lian: First it was the Evil Spirit Cult, and now there's the Witch Demon Cult? Is your world a cult paradise?

Lazy Kitten: I don't know, I can only say that the ruling class is idiotic. They haven't been able to control these cults since they started, and now these bastards are spreading like wildfire.

This is an actor: it’s probably not that he can’t control himself, but that he doesn’t want to control himself.

Lin Fengjiao: I don't want to control? What does this mean?

This is an actor: simply because the upper class finds them useful. Like a bottle opener.

Curly: You're truly worthy of being the president! The bottle opener metaphor is very vivid. Whenever I pick my nose, Gin-san, and my fingers can't reach it, I use the bottle opener instead.

Book artist: God, picking your nose, can you please stop being so disgusting?

Curly Hair: What's disgusting? Have you never picked your nose in your life? Haha. Is Alijiang trying to say that a beautiful girl like you doesn't even have a booger?

Book artist: Shut the fuck up!

Eriri's cheeks flushed with anger. Of course, she wouldn't say she didn't even have a booger. That was impossible. Everyone had boogers, I'm sure. But admitting it to the person she loved was something she couldn't do. She could only sulk inwardly.

"Miss Death, something unexpected happened at the palace." Ashley walked in and said.

"I've seen it." Eriri instantly retracted her angry expression and nodded slightly. "I didn't expect that besides the Sanctuary Mages, the royal family still possessed such power."

There were dozens of gigantic golems with magic patterns engraved all over their bodies.

They possessed immense strength and were equally fast. Each attack carried an incomparably powerful impact, sending the War Church's Judgment Knights flying one after another.

hum.

A blue magic arrow shot out from the war priest's palm and hit the golem's body, but it was like a drop of water falling on a red-hot iron, and was instantly evaporated.

"That's Forbidden Magic Stone," Ashley explained in a low voice. "I never thought the royal family would use Forbidden Magic Stone to build these golems. They're really willing to do that."

As the name suggests, the Magic-Suppressing Stones are stones that suppress all magical fluctuations. They are known as the mage's nemesis and the spellcaster's nightmare. They are also strategic resources for the entire continent, priceless treasures.

On the market, a hundred grams of Forbidden Magic Stone could fetch a hefty twenty thousand gold coins. And these dozen or so golems combined weighed at least several hundred tons.

Judging by the purchasing power of gold coins, the total cost of these golems could buy at least several hundred empires. That's why Ashley said these people were willing to spend. To maintain imperial rule, they actually spent enough money to buy several hundred empires.

But Ashley also knew that value wasn't calculated that way. Ultimately, the purpose of money was to maintain political rule. Without political rule, no amount of money was more than a pile of scrap metal.

Furthermore, the royal family certainly didn't purchase such a large number of Forbidden Magic Stones with money. No country would sell such a large number of Forbidden Magic Stones for money; that would be foolish behavior.

This is a strategic resource and has nothing to do with money.

According to Ashley's idea, the imperial royal family must have secretly controlled a mine that can continuously produce forbidden magic stones.

"It seems that our Pope can't hold on for much longer." Eriri rubbed her cheeks with her fingers and said softly.

Of course, the magic-forbidden stones are not omnipotent. At least they cannot completely resist the magic of a sanctuary-level warlock.

However, while the War Church's Pope could quickly reach the Sanctuary level with the help of the "Holy Codex," his stamina was clearly insufficient. Faced with the onslaught of over a dozen golems, his fate was sealed.

"Do you want to take action?" Ashley obviously noticed this and asked softly.

"Well, go inform Jessica and the others." Ying Lili nodded, her lips curled slightly. "One team will stay at the back door of the passage, and the other team will break through the palace gate."

"I understand." Ashley nodded and turned to leave.

Finally got to this point.

Eriri breathed a sigh of relief and turned her gaze back to the group chat. She realized that Katsura Kotonoha had actually started a livestream without her noticing.

643 Blood Moon in the Sky

The sky was dark, and dark clouds obscured the moon.

Katsura Kotonoha, holding a long sword, walked down the deserted street, a curious and bewildered expression on her face. "This place seems a little strange."

It's an actor: indeed.

Book artist: Kotonoha-chan, where are you?

"I don't know either." Without sending a reply message, Gui Yanye said directly: "This place seems to be a small town?" Looking around, what caught the eye were rows of staggered low houses, and the shops along the street were also very conspicuous.