Chapter 252 Snape's Weakness

Mike looked at Peter Pettigrew with interest, who was smiling flatteringly, and completely ignored the hand that was reaching out to him.

Before, he had always thought that Animagus Transfiguration was simply to turn a person into an animal. Now it seems that even this mature human Transfiguration will have some degree of influence on the caster.

For example, Peter Pettigrew and Sirius Black in front of him.

Because Black often maintained the dog form during this period, he still showed some actions that were exclusive to general animals, such as liking to use his nose to sniff others at any time.

Peter was even more amazing. He had been in the form of a mouse for more than ten years.

This made him look and behave like a mouse.

'It seems that the risk assessment of Transfiguration needs to be raised to another level. '

Thinking of this, Mike kicked Peter away who wanted to hug his thigh.

"Mr. Peter, can you explain why you are still alive?"

Fudge was in a very good mood now. He squatted down with difficulty and carefully checked Peter's hand. After finding that his hand was indeed missing a finger, he asked kindly.

Peter also obviously noticed Fudge's mood change at the moment, and quickly grabbed Fudge's windbreaker and explained:

"Mr. Minister! It's great to see you again! I heard that you also awarded me the Order of Merlin, is this true? And my mother, is she okay?"

"I'm sorry, your mother died not long after your 'sacrifice'." Fudge pried Peter's hand apart with disgust, and then took out a handkerchief to wipe his hands, "Please answer my questions, Peter. Why are you still alive? Why are you here?" "

I'm just afraid, afraid that the mysterious man and his men will continue to hunt me! So I hid!" Peter screamed, "By the way, Blake! That lunatic! Did you catch him?"

"It seems that you don't intend to tell me the truth."

Fudge was very dissatisfied with Peter's answer, which was not the answer he needed at all.

But he was too lazy to bother with Fudge anymore. There were special interrogators in the Auror Corps, and finding the truth was left to professionals.

So he clapped his hands after he finished speaking, and then the two Aurors took Peter, who was crying non-stop, to the prison inside Hogwarts.

Yes, there is a prison inside Hogwarts.

This was originally a place to imprison enemies when Hogwarts was first founded. After the war in the European wizarding world stopped, it became a place to punish students who made mistakes. It was not until Dumbledore became the headmaster that it was completely abandoned.

But although it was abandoned, the various facilities in the prison, including torture instruments, were well maintained.

All this was thanks to Filch, the Squib cleaner at Hogwarts, who had been looking forward to restarting this prison to punish students who had always been against him.

Now, Mr. Filch's wish has finally come true halfway. Although the students who were punished were not the ones who made mistakes, at least these things that he carefully maintained were put to use.

When Michael and Fudge arrived at the prison, they saw the Aurors interrogating Peter Pettigrew.

Their interrogation method was very simple, that is waterboarding.

As the name suggests, waterboarding is a punishment using water.

Tie the interrogated person to a tilted table with his head at a low position.

Then cover his face with a wet towel and pour water on the towel.

The most painful way to die in the world is to drown, and this punishment can make the prisoner feel the feeling of drowning indefinitely without taking his life, thus forcing the prisoner to feel the pain of living a life worse than death.

This punishment is very easy to use, but in fact wizards have better interrogation methods.

For example, truth serum and Cruciatus Curse.

But the former will make the interrogator mentally retarded, and it is obviously not used on people like Peter who are not sure whether they are criminals.

The latter is one of the three unforgivable curses, and it is also the most notorious one. Of course, they, the law enforcers, cannot use it.

As for Legilimency, unless it is a legendary wizard at the level of Dumbledore, it can only obtain some memory fragments during interrogation, and it is not very effective.

The cold water was poured on Peter's face at a very slow speed, causing him great pain. He screamed miserably, but because his face was covered with a wet towel, others could only hear some muffled sounds.

It was these muffled sounds that made Black, who was imprisoned in the next cell, extremely excited.

He kept hitting the iron door of the prison, shouting some strange sounds that were not human.

The guard next to him may have thought he was too noisy, so he whipped him in the face.

A deep blood mark instantly appeared on Black's face, and fine blood beads kept oozing out of it, which was very painful at a glance.

But Black seemed to have no sense of pain at all. He stretched out his tongue to lick the blood beads that flowed to the corner of his mouth, and then became more excited.

Fudge was obviously not used to this scene. He turned his head away in disgust, and at the same time, he covered Mike's eyes with his hands and said:

"Oh, Merlin! Stop it, how can you use such a rough method!?"

The guards in the prison curled their lips when they heard this. These were basic operations for them. Every prisoner they caught suffered this.

Minister Fudge knew all these!

However, although they kept complaining in their hearts, they stopped their actions after seeing Mike with his eyes covered by Fudge.

"Mike, you don't have to follow me down. You are a good boy and you are destined to have a bright future in the future. Be good, go up and play with your classmates."

Fudge said to Mike in a tone of comforting a child. He was really troubled by Mike. Wouldn't it be better for him to stay up there honestly? Why did he have to follow him all the way?

However, Mike was obviously not ready to give up. He pushed Fudge's fat hand away and asked,

"What are you going to do with Black and Lupin?"

Fudge turned to look at the guards wearing iron masks, and seeing them shaking their heads, he said to Mike,

"Peter still refuses to confess, so I plan to transfer him, Black and Lupin to the Ministry of Magic for further interrogation as soon as possible. There are still too few tools here."

When Fudge said that there were too few tools, Peter, who was lying on the table like a dead dog, suddenly struggled violently again, but then a pair of big hands wearing dragon leather gloves covered his mouth.

Fudge glanced at him and continued:

"But don't worry, please believe us, with the ability of our Ministry of Magic, we will soon investigate the truth of the matter. If it is really as you said, then we will clear Black's name."

"In that case, I'll leave it to you."

Mike thanked him, said goodbye to Fudge and left the gloomy prison

. Not long after he left, Peter's painful screams rang out again in the prison.

When Mike came to the hall again, Harry was sitting in the corner in a sullen mood, and Hermione beside him was constantly comforting him.

Curious Mike immediately stepped forward to ask what happened.

Harry obviously didn't want to talk about it, and Hermione poured out everything in one go.

It turned out that the Christmas gift Harry received this morning, the Firebolt, had been taken away.

"Don't be unhappy. I've already asked Professor McGonagall. The Firebolt was not sent by her at all. A gift like this that comes from nowhere must be someone else's gift to harm you! Just think about it! When you use the Firebolt to fly into the sky, it suddenly loses control, and then you fall down and turn into a pulp..."

Facing Hermione's persuasion, Harry's lips moved. Although he didn't speak, his disdain was beyond words.

Mack knew what Harry wanted to say. In his first year, he received an invisibility cloak. It was his father's relic, one of the three deathly hallows.

Although it was also a gift from nowhere, Harry had it for so long and there had never been any accidents.

Hermione's EQ obviously didn't notice Harry's dissatisfaction, she continued:

"You don't have to worry too much, those Aurors just took your Firebolt away for investigation, and they will return it to you after the investigation is confirmed to be fine!"

"Wow! You are too naive, Miss Know-it-all!"

A disgusting voice came, and the three turned around and saw Malfoy looking at them arrogantly.

"The Firebolt is the highest level of alchemy today. It is easy to disassemble something of this level, but it is difficult to reassemble it. I'm afraid you can only get a pile of fragments by then! Scarhead Potter!"

Hermione and Harry glared at Malfoy when they heard it.

But Malfoy completely ignored their cannibalistic eyes, looked at Mike with ill intentions and said:

"Professor Snape asked you to go to his office, Townley!"

After that, Malfoy laughed twice and left the hall with his two followers.

"Snape must have something bad to do with you!" Hermione said.

"Yeah, that old bat is the worst!" Harry also echoed, "By the way, do you know what happened today? Why are there so many Aurors in Hogwarts?"

Mike smiled unrestrainedly, made a victory gesture to Harry and Hermione and said, "Don't worry, he can't do anything to me. I will explain the rest to you slowly after I come back."

Then, he left the hall under the worried eyes of Harry and Hermione.

The furnishings in Snape's office were no different from the last time Mike came. Various bottles and specimens made the place very gloomy.

The only difference from the last time was that there was an angry Snape in the office at this moment.

Mike had just stepped into the office when a slender hand poked in front of him. If he hadn't raised his head in time, he would have been poked to death.

Then Snape's angry voice came over.

"Give it to me!"

Mike took a step back, straightened his collar and said,

"I don't know what you are talking about, Professor Snape."

"You know it! You thief! Give me back what you stole from my storage room!"

Mike pouted. If he returned the Half-Blood Prince's notes directly to you, wouldn't that mean he admitted that he had stolen something from you?

Then you would punish me with detention?

Thinking of this, Mike decided to continue playing dumb.

"Professor Snape, you can't slander me. I have never stolen anything." Mike picked his ears, then made a gesture to flick the earwax away and said.

Snape was furious when he heard this. He grabbed Mike's collar and whispered to Mike's ear:

"Don't play dumb with me! Since you can cast the Shadowless Spell, you must have got that thing!"

"Oh, I learned the Shadowless Spell from a potion textbook I found. Is this book yours?" Mike smiled meaningfully, "But the owner's name on that textbook is the Half-Blood Prince. Are you the Half-Blood Prince?"

Snape's expression froze, and Mike took this opportunity to break free from Snape's big hand.

"The Half-Blood Prince is simply the most talented wizard I have ever seen! I tried to prepare some simple potions according to his notes, and found that his formula is even better than the one in the textbook!" Mike said pretentiously, "It's just that he is too immature. He actually named himself the Half-Blood Prince!"

Snape felt a little guilty, and instinctively agreed with Mike's words to prove that he was not the Half-Blood Prince.

But he reacted immediately after seeing Mike's teasing expression.

Fk! This kid already knew that I was the Half-Blood Prince, and now he is just humiliating me!

"Hanging the bell!"

Snape attacked angrily, but Mike, who had been alert for a long time, easily blocked it with his wand.

"Wow! Professor Snape, you actually attacked students for no reason!" Mike said with exaggerated movements, "Where is your quality and upbringing as a teacher?"

"Don't talk nonsense! I'm going to beat you to death today!"

Snape felt that he was about to explode with anger. At this moment, he had decided that even if all his secondary school stories were exposed, he would teach this hateful boy in front of him a lesson that he would never forget.

Mike also felt that Snape had been pushed to the limit by him, so he quickly admitted his defeat and said:

"Stop! I'll give it back to you!"

Snape put down his half-raised wand.

"But you have to give me your other notes, the lower grade ones, I can't understand them if they are too advanced."

Snape raised his wand again.

"Don't! Even if you are not afraid of others knowing about the Half-Blood Prince, are you not afraid of others knowing about the Snotlout?"

Snape's hand froze again.

Mike heaved a sigh of relief when he saw this, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said:

"I learned everything about your past from Black and Lupin. To be honest, I still admire you. The poor boy who was once bullied became a world-famous potion master, while those rich second-generations who once bullied you are dead or disabled. What is this? This is bullying!"

"Shut up! What do you want to say!"

"I want knowledge. As long as you can give me knowledge, I will keep it a secret for you!" Mike said seriously, "Think about it, if Harry knows about you and his mother, how will he look at you? How will your students laugh at you in private when they know about your past?"