Hogwarts: I've acquired the Father System

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Harry's eyes widened.

"These things are not important; today is the day Buckbeak is executed."

I was worried you'd go to Buckbeak with Darren, so I kept staring at the map.

Sure enough, you really went... I kept a close watch on you, worried that you might have encountered danger.

However, when I saw you return, you had a companion with you, someone I never expected.

I thought he was dead, but they've been following you!

Lupin wandered around.

His face was filled with anger.

Harry and Ron were utterly astonished. They hadn't sensed anyone following them at all.

What people are already dead?

They had no idea.

There were only four of them.

"What nonsense are you talking about? It's just us..."

Harry said angrily.

But Lupin ignored him completely, interrupting Harry, "I thought the map was malfunctioning, and then the black dot representing Sirius Black suddenly appeared, and it took two of you with it..."

"It's him, it's Ron!"

Harry corrected him.

Lupin still ignored him.

Lupin looked at Ron and said, "Ron, can I see your rat?"

"It's just a mouse, what could it possibly have to do with this?"

Ron muttered to himself.

But he still took his mouse out.

The spotted creature struggled violently in his hand, seemingly terrified of Lupin.

Lupin looked down at the mouse in Ron's hand, then calmly said, "Hello, Peter Pettigrew."

Lupin's words left everyone present with expressions of disbelief.

"Ha, how could that be? What kind of lie are you making up now? Peter Pettigrew was killed by him a long time ago!"

Harry pointed at Black.

Blake's face contorted as he lunged at Scabbers.

"I'm going to kill him. I didn't actually kill him before. If I had killed him, I would never have escaped from prison!"

He struggled to kill Peter Pettigrew, but Lupin stopped him.

“Sirius, you have to explain this to them clearly, and Harry should also know the truth…”

As he spoke, he took Banban.

Ron and his friends found it incredibly unbelievable.

"How could that be? What kind of tricks do you want?"

Ron said irritably.

He even wanted to leave.

But Lupin stopped him with his wand.

"Let me finish telling you everything... This is Peter Pettigrew, there's no doubt about it!"

“Impossible. Peter Pettigrew is already dead. People all over the street saw him die… I found his information in the book.”

Furthermore, I checked all the registered Animagus individuals, and there is absolutely no one named Peter Pettigrew.

Hermione said calmly.

Lupin said approvingly, "Excellent! Hermione, you are truly the most intelligent witch I know, besides Darren!"

Hermione was a little embarrassed.

Lupin laughed.

“You checked all the registered Animagus, but the Ministry of Magic never knew that there were actually three hidden Animagus…”

Lupin was interrupted by the sound of the screaming shed door opening.

He turned to look at it from the side.

He asked in confusion, "Why is the door open?"

"This place is haunted..."

Ron blurted out.

"No, the rumors of this place being haunted stem from me... After I was bitten by a werewolf, Dumbledore took pity on me and built this place..."

Back then, there was no wolfsbane potion, so I could only transform into a wolf every month and spend the nights of the full moon here.

…Back then, my three best friends, Peter Pettigrew, Sirius Black, and James Potter, noticed that every month… Later, they transformed into Animagus, and they accompanied me in animal bodies. With them by my side, my mind became much clearer…

Snape was actually right about me; I really wasn't a good person.

I should have told Dumbledore much earlier that Black was an Animagus, but I was too cowardly.

I finally got a job, and I can come to Daren's side and take care of him closely, I..."

Lupin said sadly.

"Snape?"

Blake was captivated by the mention of Snape in his words.

“Yes, Snape… Snape saw Madam Pomfrey take me into the Whomping Willow… Sirius told him that if he poked the scar on the Whomping Willow, he could enter the roots of the tree… After your father found out about this, he pulled Snape out. He saved Snape's life, but Snape had also seen me… So Snape has always known I am a werewolf, and he has been brewing wolfsbane for me all year.”

Harry stared at Lupin in astonishment.

He remembered that when he was in first grade, Dumbledore told him that his father had once saved Snape.

He always felt that his father was Snape's savior, and that Snape's treatment of him was an act of repaying kindness with enmity.

If Lupin's statement is true, then we have a reason why Snape resented him and Darren.

It was such a disgusting prank.

Can………

That was his and Darren's father... in the end.

He said slowly, "So, Snape hated you because he thought you were involved in that joke too?"

"That's right!"

A cold voice came from behind Lupin.

It's Snape.

Snape removed his invisibility cloak and pointed his wand at Lupin.

"Tell me, what exactly did you do to Darren, Darren Porter?"

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Hermione screamed.

Black jumped up too. Harry stumbled back several steps.

He seemed to have been electrocuted.

Only Lupin seemed to retain a shred of reason; he quickly said, "We didn't kill Darren, he was just under a stun spell..."

"How easy! Your godson was under a stun spell, and you used the word 'only'."

Perhaps you've been in contact with this prisoner for some time now… Looks like we'll have one more person going to Azkaban tonight!

"Snape said coldly."

“I can explain… Sirius didn’t come here to kill Harry…”

"So he did it to kill Darren—...yes, how could he possibly let that child go after he was born and they threw him to the Death Eaters?"

Snape suddenly turned to Black and said, "I think maybe I know why you threw him away. I've thought about it for a long time and I still don't understand."

I even thought you were trying to surrender to the Dark Lord, until I found out this child was…”

Snape interrupted himself, but then added, "So I know you did it on purpose, you just can't stand to see me doing well!"

Snape's eyes were filled with murderous intent.

He gripped the wand tightly.