Chapter 422: Blake’S Intelligence Network
Blake's words were like a sharp knife piercing into the soft heart of Sirius.
His proposal to change the secret keeper killed James and Lily.
This incident made him feel so guilty that he couldn't help himself.
Now, Blake reminded him a little more.
His subsequent self-destruction.
Once again, James and Lily's son had a hard time...
I thought that I had not only killed my good friend, but also betrayed my good friend's trust.
Sirius was so guilty that he was speechless.
The desire to seek revenge against Peter at all costs was temporarily suppressed by the guilt in his heart.
Seeing Sirius' tired look.
Everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
If he insists on taking revenge at all costs.
Then everyone has to take some measures against him...
No one wants to do that.
"Calm down?" Blake asked. "I hope you will think about the consequences before doing anything."
"Think about the feelings of those close to you..."
"In fact, many times, people don't live for themselves."
Sirius looked at Blake: "You...you're right...you're right...it's all my fault!
He raised his hand guiltily and hit his head hard.
Lupine quickly took his hand.
"Don't be like this! Don't you...don't you want to see that child?"
"... Harry, he looks very much like James, and has the same eyes as his mother.
Upon hearing this, Sirius immediately gave up his act of self-harm and looked at Lupin expectantly.
"Is it really okay? Then...that child won't hate me?"
"I...I am..."
Blake said: "He also knows the truth, so now he only has expectations for you, nothing more..."
"You may not understand that for people who have lost their parents since childhood, every relative is so precious."
"Go meet him and leave the rest to us...
"We...and Professor Dumbledore are all running around regarding your affairs."
"Even Professor Snape...well, even your old enemy, Snape, is guarding Peter day and night for you."
"So, you should take good care of yourself now and don't live up to Harry's expectations of you again."
Sirius' eyes gradually softened.
He was convinced by Blake.
Yes, I have already betrayed James and Lily's trust once.
He couldn't live up to that child's expectations again!
"I...let me see the child." Sirius said softly.
Lupine said: "Of course...Padfoot, but now you should rest for a while, Harry will come to see you.
"You can't let Harry see you like this."
"Okay... Then... I'll trouble you."
The tight string in Sirius's heart was completely relaxed at this moment.
Professor McGonagall nodded, "Come on, I have to find a place to hide you until Albus takes care of things at the Ministry of Magic."
As she spoke, she took out an invisibility cloak from her pocket.
This was ready when she left the office.
Sirius's existence is still a secret until now.
Blake looked at the invisibility cloak in Professor McGonagall's hand.
It is the most common invisibility cloak on the market, and its effect is certainly not as powerful as Harry's Deathly Hallows.
However, covering one Sirius is more than enough.
"No need to go to such trouble, Professor, I know a place that's fairly secretive."
"Hmm...Perhaps Professor Lupin and Sirius will also be familiar with this place.
Blake said, and a dimensional door with sparks suddenly appeared in front of him!
On the other side of us is a fully equipped room...
Sirius looked at the dimensional door in astonishment.
"here it is..…………"
After everyone stepped through the gate of the dimension.
Lupine looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar environment around him with a puzzled look on his face.
"The Screaming Shack...Have you forgotten? Back then, we had to stay here with you for one day every month."
Sirius recognized the place immediately, even though much of the decor had changed.
"Yes...it is indeed the Screaming Shack, but why..."
Lupine looked at the new furniture and furnishings in the room, a little confused.
"Oh...Professor Dumbledore chose this place to teach me some magic..."
"Now, it's no longer needed. It's quite suitable for Sirius to recuperate.
Blake answered calmly.
This is where Dumbledore taught him the magic of love.
It had been magically renovated by Dumbledore a long time ago.
All facilities are available and the environment is quite comfortable.
However, since Blake mastered the magic of love, he rarely comes here.
In fact, the most suitable place to hide Sirius is the Room of Requirement.
But, since the Room of Requirement is temporarily occupied by Blake...
Therefore, the Screaming Shack is the most suitable.
Professor McGonagall was considered an insider to Lupin's life experience, so he also knew the origins of the Screaming Shack.
"Well... this place is indeed more hidden than I prepared. However, for the sake of caution, some protective measures should be installed." Professor McGonagall said cautiously.
Professor Flitwick took out his wand and said, "I'm going to set up some protective magic."
Blake said to Professor Sprout: "Professor, let's put some plants in too.
"Okay! The pot of sunflowers last time was already amazing. I was just wondering what new magical plants you have come up with recently." Sprout readily agreed.
Lupine took the potion from Blake's hand and asked Sirius to drink it.
Everyone immediately started to get busy.
Sirius sat on a chair and looked at the busy people.
He suddenly felt the weight of the word "friend" again.
"You cannot bypass me and directly open the Wizengamot Tribunal!"
Fudge roared at Dumbledore angrily.
Dumbledore stood opposite him, quietly looking at the Minister of Magic who was angry in front of him for the first time.
Hmm...looks like a wolfdog guarding food.
But, what the wolf dog is protecting is its own food.
What Fudge protects is his own power.
"Sorry, Connelly, as the chief magician of the Wizengamot, I can directly open the Tribunal as long as more than half of the members of the Wizengamot agree."
"And now, fully 80% of the members have agreed to open the Tribunal."
"So, it is reasonable and legal for me to open the trial court."
Dumbledore ignored Fudge's anger and calmly told the truth.
Fudge was speechless and could only stare and gasp.
"I demand a trial!" Fudge said angrily.
"Of course...the presiding judge of the Wizengamot Supreme Tribunal has always been the Minister of Magic."
Dumbledore nodded and said softly.
Fudge gave Dumbledore a hard look, turned around and left the Wizengadar Tribunal.
Dumbledore looked at his back and suddenly said: "The existence of justice is to give justice to the innocent. I just hope... that you will not forget your original intention, Cornelius."
Fudge paused for a moment, but finally quickened his pace and left the court.
Dumbledore sighed silently.
Unexpectedly, it was exactly what Blake said.
Fudge really relied on Grindelwald...
Dumbledore's wariness of Grindelwald has never diminished
Therefore, Fudge relies on Grindelwald, which is really not good news...
Dumbledore turned worriedly.
Behind him, an old wizard wearing purple robes walked over.
"Albus, I'm glad to see... you finally figured it out." The old wizard said with a smile.
"I'd rather not figure it out... Ephias..." Dumbledore said helplessly.
The reality is that it always forces people to do things they don't want to do.
Either for yourself or for others...
"In any case, we are very happy that you have thought about it. To be honest, it is better for you to stand up and do something than to stay in Hogwarts all the time."
Said the old wizard named Effias Dorje.
"You know......I......I used to..." Dumbledore hesitated.
Effias Dorje patted him on the shoulder.
"You can't stop eating just because you're afraid of choking... Albus, I hope you can think about this clearly."
Elphias Dorje was Dumbledore's good friend in school.
The old wizard knew what had happened to Dumbledore.
Dumbledore nodded helplessly, "Oh, you talk a lot, Ephias. But no matter what, I still want to thank you for your support."
"We are not just supporting you, Albus... we are also supporting the wizarding justice system."
"The Tribunal is not an existence for some people to seek benefits..."
He looked at Fudge's leaving figure, and then said emphatically.
"I, Ephias Dorje, as the special advisor of the Wizengamot, will naturally keep a close eye on this case.
"As long as Sirius is truly innocent, then Fudge is the chief judge..."
"I, and the other members of the Wizengamot, will keep Sirius in the clear.
It was already two o'clock in the morning when Dumbledore returned to Hogwarts.
However, things in the Tribunal went much smoother than he imagined.
Fudge's influence in the Wizengamot was minimal.
Most members of the Wizengamot are more willing to believe in Dumbledore, the chief magician.
Although he had never been very willing to take care of things before.
So, basically Dumbledore just finished talking about it, and most people chose to support it.
Those who did not express support simply remained silent and abstained from voting.
No one objected.
Dumbledore knew that these people who abstained from voting were those who did not dare to offend Fudge for various reasons.
They did not dare to openly support Dumbledore and had no choice but to abstain.
Even so, it was already their greatest support for Dumbledore.
Therefore, Dumbledore didn't say much.
Dumbledore sat down in his office, pinching the bridge of his nose tiredly.
The task on my side is finally completed.
I don't know what's going on with Blake...
Dumbledore felt a little guilty, if he hadn't trusted Fudge too much.
The matter of Sirius Animagus will not be exposed.
With the Animagus exposed, Sirius becomes even more dangerous...
While Dumbledore was still worried.
The door to the principal's office was pushed open.
Professor McGonagall walked in with high spirits.
"Huh? Minerva, what's wrong? You haven't rested yet?"
"I do have a lot to do tonight, Albus...but I'm pretty busy now. I just heard Armando say that you went back to the principal's office, so I rushed here." Professor McGonagall explained.
Armando Dippet is the previous headmaster of Hogwarts.
The Armando Professor McGonagall mentioned here refers to the Armando in the oil painting.
A portrait can go back and forth between two frames much faster than a person.
Therefore, Professor McGonagall asked Abbado's portrait to keep an eye on Dumbledore's whereabouts before leaving the office.
No, as soon as Dumbledore came back, Armando's portrait went to notify Professor McGonagall.
"What's so busy today?" Dumbledore asked.
It can be a busy few days before and after school starts.
But it is relatively rare to be busy until two o'clock in the morning.
"Sirius has been found, I have to arrange protective measures for his hiding place..."
Dumbledore stood up suddenly and asked hurriedly: "Did Sirius find it?"
He hesitated for a moment, then tentatively asked: "Did Blake find it?"
A smile appeared on Professor McGonagall's face, "Well... he did find it, although I don't know what method he used..."
"However, it's already very late now, so I sent the kid back to rest. I'll ask him about these things tomorrow."
Dumbledore walked over from the seat happily, "I knew that child would not let me down... How is Sirius doing?"
Professor McGonagall replied: "The body is very weak, the mind is weak...but...there is generally nothing wrong with it."
"He hasn't fallen asleep until now. If you have anything to ask him, maybe you can ask him now.
"Perhaps it's time for you to have a good talk with him. We can't imagine how depressed he is in Azkaban for so many years."
Dumbledore nodded upon hearing this, "Okay. Where is he now?"
"Blake sent him to the Shrieking Shack.
Mountaintop base.
In Blake's room.
Blake, who Professor McGonagall thought had gone to bed long ago, was suddenly sitting in the room talking to old Repp.
"Your information is very accurate..."
"However, we currently have no way of obtaining such accurate information."
"So, where did your information come from?"
Old Lepp took a sip from his pipe and blew a beautiful smoke ring before he said slowly: "Indeed...so, this is what I asked the ex-Wiccan Party...to find them." Information obtained from former colleagues."
"Because it is the information you want, Grindelwald's men did not hide it from us."
Blake nodded, "Sure enough..."
That kind of information from the Ministry of Magic can only be accurately obtained by those under Grindelwald who have infiltrated the Ministry of Magic.
People who rely solely on physical disaster... do it completely
If you let them, a group of fighting maniacs, gather information, you might as well let them rob...
"Old Lepp... we have to start up the intelligence network." Blake tapped his fingers lightly on the table.
Although he can use Grindelwald's power now, he is not sure at all when using it.
He was very sure that Grindelwald definitely had the exact same information that he asked them for!
This gave Blake the uneasy feeling of having his parents look through the browser records.
"What do you want to do? You know...our low-handed people now can't do this kind of work." Old Lepp said seriously.
Blake pondered for a while, and suddenly a smile appeared on his face.
Old Lepp raised his brows, "It seems...you have a solution?"
"Old Lepp, there seem to be many house elves who have lost their owners in the alley next to Chaos Wish?"
"Oh... I understand... This is indeed a good idea." Old Lepp put away his pipe, "Leave this matter to me... As for you, It’s better to go back to bed quickly, staying up late will cause hair loss!”