Chapter 252 Snape’s Weakness

Mike looked at Peter Pettigrew with a mocking smile in front of him with interest, completely turning a blind eye to the hand he was reaching out to him.

Before, he had always thought that Animagus transformation simply meant turning people into some kind of animal. Now it seemed that even this mature human body transformation technique would have some degree of impact on the caster.

Just like Peter Pettigrew and Sirius Black in front of them.

Because Blake often maintained his dog form during this period, even now he still shows some behaviors that are unique to all animals, such as his habit of sniffing others with his nose.

Peter is even worse. He has been in mouse form for more than ten years.

This makes him look and act closer to a rat.

‘It seems that the risk assessment of transfiguration has to be raised to another level. ’

With this thought in mind, Mike kicked away Peter who was trying to hug his thigh.

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

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

Peter also clearly noticed the change in Fudge's mood at this 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 that your mother passed away not long after your 'sacrifice'." Fudge opened Peter's hand in disgust, then took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands, "Please answer my question, Peter. Why are you still alive? Why are you here?"

"I was just scared, scared that You-Know-Who and his men would continue to hunt me! So I hid!" Peter screamed, "By the way, Black! That madman! Have you caught him?"

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

Fudge was not satisfied with Peter's answer. It was not the answer he needed at all.

But he was too lazy to talk to Fudge any more. There were specialized interrogation talents in the Auror force. Finding the truth could just be left to professionals.

So he said and patted his hands, and then the two Aurors escorted Peter, who was crying non-stop, to the prison inside Hogwarts.

Yes, there are prisons inside Hogwarts.

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

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

This is all thanks to Filch, the squib janitor of Hogwarts who has been looking forward to reopening this prison to punish the students who have been against him.

Now, half of Mr. Filch's wish has finally come true. Although it is not the students who made mistakes who were punished, at least the things he carefully maintained are put to use.

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

Their interrogation method is very simple, that is, waterboarding.

Hence the name, waterboarding is a criminal method that uses water.

The interrogation subject is restrained on an inclined table so that the subject's head is low.

Then he put a wet towel on his face and poured water on the towel.

The most painful way to die in the world is to die by drowning, and this kind of criminal law can infinitely let the prisoner feel the feeling of drowning without taking away his life, thus forcing the prisoner to feel the pain that is worse than death. .

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

Just like Veritaserum and the Cruciatus Curse.

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

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

As for Legilimency, unless you are a legendary wizard who has reached Dumbledore's level, you can only obtain some memory fragments for interrogation, and the effect is not very good.

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

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

He kept banging on the iron door of the prison, shouting some strange sounds that were not human-like.

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 Blake's face, and fine blood beads continued to seep out of it, which was very painful to see.

But Blake seemed to feel no pain at all. He stuck out his tongue and licked the blood drops flowing to the corner of his mouth, and became even more excited.

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

"Oh, Merlin! Stop it, how can you use such brutal methods!?"

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

Minister Fudge knows all this!

However, although they kept complaining in their hearts, they all stopped what they were doing after seeing Mike whose eyes were covered by Fudge.

"Mike, there is absolutely no need for you to come down with me. 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 this to Mike in a child-pacifying tone. He was really giving Mike a headache. Wouldn't it be better to just stay up there? Why do you have to follow me all the way?

However, Mike was obviously not ready to give up just like that. He pulled Fudge's fat hand away and asked:

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

After hearing this, Fudge turned to look at the guards wearing iron masks. Seeing them shaking their heads, he said to Mike:

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

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

Fudge glanced at him before continuing:

"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 the matter is really what you said, then we will restore Black's innocence."

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

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

Shortly after he left, Peter's painful screams rang out again in the prison.

When Mike came to the auditorium again, Harry was sitting in the corner glumly, while Hermione on the side kept comforting him.

Curious, Mike immediately stepped forward to ask what was going on.

Harry obviously didn't want to talk about it, but Hermione poured it all out.

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

"Don't be unhappy. I've already asked Professor McGonagall. That Firebolt was not given by her at all. A gift from an unknown source like this must have been used by someone else to harm you! Think about it! When When you used that Firebolt to go up into the sky, it suddenly lost control, and then you fell down and turned into a pulp..."

Facing Hermione's persuasion, Harry's lips twitched. Although he didn't speak, there was no need to express his disdain.

Mike knew what Harry wanted to say. When he was in first grade, he received an invisibility cloak, which was his father's relic and one of the three Hallows of Death.

Although it was a gift of unknown origin, there had never been any accidents in Harry's hands for so long.

With Hermione's emotional intelligence, she obviously did not notice Harry's dissatisfaction. She continued:

"You don't have to worry too much. Those Aurors just took your Firebolt away for investigation. They will return it to you after the investigation is completed and everything is fine!"

"Ouch! You are so naive, Miss Know-It-All!"

An annoying voice came, and the three of them turned around to find Malfoy looking at them with an arrogant look.

"The Firebolt is a work of the highest level of alchemy today. It is easy to take apart something of this level and difficult to put it back together. I'm afraid you will only be able to harvest a bunch of fragments by then! Scar-headed Potter!"

Hermione and Harry glared at Malfoy upon hearing this.

But Malfoy completely ignored their cannibalistic looks, looked at Mike with evil intentions and said:

"Professor Snape wants you to come to his office, Townley!"

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

"Snape must be up to no good with you!" Hermione said.

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

Mike smiled handsomely, 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 when I come back."

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

The furnishings in Snape's office were the same as the last time Mike came, and all kinds of bottles and specimens made the place very eerie.

The only difference from the last time I came here was that there was an angry Snape in the office right now.

As soon as Mike stepped into the office, a slender hand poked in front of him. If he hadn't raised his head in time, he would have been stabbed to death by it.

Then Snape's angry voice came over.

"Give me!"

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

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

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

Mike curled his lips. If he returned the Half-Blood Prince's notes directly to you, wouldn't that mean that I would have admitted that I had stolen something from you?

Then you still can't punish me with solitary confinement?

With this thought in mind, Mike decided to continue playing dumb.

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

Snape was furious when he heard this, grabbed Mike by the collar, put it close to Mike's ear and said in a suppressed angry voice:

"Stop pretending to be stupid with me! Since you know how to use Shen Feng Wu Ying, you will definitely get that thing!"

"Oh, I learned the Shadowless Curse from a Potions textbook I picked up. Is this book yours?" Mike smiled meaningfully, "But the owner's signature is on that textbook. It’s written about a half-blood prince, are you the half-blood prince?”

The expression on Snape's face froze, and taking this opportunity, Mike broke free from Snape's big hand.

"That half-blood prince is simply the most genius wizard I have ever seen! I tried to prepare some relatively simple potions according to his notes, and found that his formula was even better than the one in the textbook!" Mike pretended. Said, "It's just that he is a little too middle-aged, and he actually named himself the Half-Blood Prince!"

Snape felt a little guilty, and instinctively wanted to echo 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 has known for a long time that I'm the Half-Blood Prince, and now he's just humiliating me!

"The Upside Down Golden Bell!"

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

"Wow! Professor Snape, you attacked a student for no reason!" Mike said with exaggerated movements, "Where are your qualities and education as a teacher?"

"Stop talking nonsense! I'm going to beat you to death today, you brat!"

Snape felt like he was about to explode with anger. At this moment, he had decided that even if all of his secondary school past were exposed, he would give the hateful boy in front of him an unforgettable lesson.

And Mike and even Snape had been pushed to the limit by him, so he quickly gave in and said:

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

Snape put down his half-raised wand.

"It's just that you have to give me your other notes. They have to be from lower grades. I can't read them if they're too advanced."

Snape's wand was raised again.

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

Snape's hand froze again.

Mike was relieved when he saw this, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said:

"I know everything about your past from Black and Lupin. To be honest, I quite admire you. The poor boy who was once bullied has become a world-famous potions master, while the rich second generation who once bullied you have become world-famous potion masters. Damn it, damn it, what is this? This is a diaosi counterattack!"

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

"I want knowledge. As long as you can give me knowledge, I will keep your secrets!" Mike said seriously, "Think about it, what would Harry think of you if he knew about you and his mother? ? How will your students laugh at you in private if they know your past?"