But Dumbledore just stood there calmly until Harry and the others left, then he said, "Don't worry, Black, there will be no Dementors here, and you don't need to keep your Animagus all the time."

"I'm sorry, Principal." Blake, who had transformed back, stood there like a student who had done something wrong and whispered, "I just haven't figured out how to face you yet."

Looking at his ragged clothes and sunken eyes, Dumbledore felt dazed.

But in the end he said nothing and just waved.

There was immediately a table in front of Blake, covered with steaks, bread, and baked potatoes.

"I think you need this now... You're welcome, just eat it."

Blake's throat moved and he reached out to grab a piece of bread.

He seemed to be trying hard to maintain his demeanor, but perhaps because he was too hungry or hadn't eaten normal food for a long time, his speed became faster and faster, and within a few minutes he was wolfing down the food.

Dumbledore didn't care about it. He just added some bread and pumpkin juice, then walked to Peter in the cage, bent down and looked at him carefully.

Peter was awake and huddled in his cage, shivering.

"Another Animagus disguised as a pet." Dumbledore said leisurely, "It seems that we need to conduct a comprehensive inspection of the students' pets... I am curious, Kyle, what do you think his purpose is."

"Maybe he wants to know what's going on in the wizarding world." Kyle thought for a moment and said, "By living in a wizarding family, I can always get news about Tom first."

"I haven't heard this name for a long time. I almost thought you were talking about the owner of the Leaky Cauldron." Dumbledore smiled.

Then he continued, "But Peter probably didn't expect that someone would use mandrake leaves to make pet tonics... To be honest, even when I heard the news, I was surprised at your generosity."

"For my friend..." Kyle said, "It's just a few leaves. I can still afford it."

"Don't worry... I will compensate you!" Black said vaguely with a puffy mouth: "How much is the tonic... It's all on me."

Blake is very confident.

He had nothing but a lot of gold, not to mention a few mandrake leaves, he could even eat that stuff as a meal.

Kyle raised his eyebrows. It would be good if someone could reimburse him, but now was not the right time to talk about it.

He looked at Dumbledore and asked, "Professor, what are you going to do?"

"Don't worry, I have to confirm one thing before that."

As he spoke, Dumbledore kept looking at Peter, and after thinking for a moment, he took out his wand.

As the blue light from the Elder Wand shone on Peter, it grew visibly larger... but returned to its original size after a moment.

Seeing that Dumbledore couldn't change him back, Peter lay in the cage in a daze, seemingly in complete despair.

"Oh!" Dumbledore was a little surprised, but he didn't say anything. He just turned his wand, put the tip of the wand on Peter's head, and gently poked it...

A wisp of silver was brought out by the wand.

Dumbledore walked quickly to a stone basin in the corner and placed the memory on his wand into it.

Silver light flowed in the Pensieve. Dumbledore placed his fingers on the Pensieve and squinted his eyes slightly.

It didn't take long for Dumbledore's originally calm expression to turn ugly.

At the same time, the atmosphere in the room became more and more depressing. Sirius felt as if there were hundreds of Dementors beside him. He unconsciously put down the bone in his hand that he had already gnawed clean, and dared not breathe.

Fox jumped onto Kyle's shoulder and called softly.

"Thank you... I'm fine."

Kyle ruffled the feathers on Fox's neck and took out some herbs to feed it.

About ten minutes later, Dumbledore opened his eyes again after finishing reading the memory.

He glanced in the direction of the cage expressionlessly. Just one glance, and then Peter immediately let out a sharp cry and kept banging his head against the cage, as if trying to escape.

Until it knocked itself unconscious, the cage was still intact... That was for sure. In order to prevent it from escaping, Kyle made the cage an iron one, only wrapped it with a layer of wood.

Dumbledore took a deep breath and said softly, "I saw everything... including how he informed on you and framed you... You must have waited a long time for this day..."

Sirius clenched his fists tightly, his chest heaving violently. He rubbed his red eyes and let out low sobs... The sound became louder and louder, until he could no longer hold it back, and he began to cry loudly.

But such loud crying still did not wake up the portraits in the principal's office. They closed their eyes, as if they were asleep.

But do portraits need to sleep? Kyle stared at them and soon found that one of the portraits quietly opened its eyes. It was Phineas Black, the most unpopular headmaster in history.

After noticing Kyle's gaze, he simply stopped pretending and opened his eyes and shouted loudly.

"I've said it before, the Black family would never do such a despicable thing!"

"Bullshit!" A bearded wizard didn't give him any face and immediately exposed his true colors: "You have always regarded Sirius as a shame for the family and even said you wanted to remove him from the family!"

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"I, I didn't say that!" Phineas said with his neck stiff, "You are slandering me, you are slandering me!"

"Oh, I testify that you did say that." A fat wizard who was eager to watch the fun said, "You also said that there would never be a place for him in the Black family..."

"I can also testify..."

"I've heard that, too. Tsk tsk..."

Seeing his dark history being dug up one by one, Phineas shouted angrily, "Nonsense, you are all talking nonsense, I never said that."

However, facing so many principals, his excuses seemed pale.

"It's all the fault of that damn Peter Pettigrew, that despicable, shameless guy..."

Finally, Phineas simply changed the subject, looked at Dumbledore and said, "Albus, you can't just stand by and watch this happen. You must find a way to clear Sirius' name! If you don't do anything, I will make so much noise every day that you can't work..."

"Phineas, when did I say I would stand idly by?" Dumbledore smiled again.

Sirius also looked up, "You really are willing to help me."

"I will help you, of course," said Dumbledore, "but the question is how we should do it."

He tapped the table with his fingers. "Although it may not be nice to say this, the Ministry of Magic was negligent in misjudging you after all. Moreover, Peter has been the recipient of the Order of Merlin, First Class for twelve years. Now that they suddenly find out that they made a mistake, it will bring shame to the Ministry of Magic.

I’m afraid it will be hard for them to accept this.”

The excitement on Sirius's face slowly faded.

He had only thought that sending Peter away would reveal the truth, but he had not expected that there was a connection with the Ministry of Magic.

Yes, those people value face the most. Do they really care whether they are innocent or not?

Sirius began to feel uneasy...

"Professor, I think you're all worrying too much."

At this time, Kyle suddenly laughed and said, "The current Minister of Magic, Mr. Fudge, is competent and fair. I believe he will be willing to clear Sirius' name."

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(End of this chapter)