Facing Peter's miserable gaze, Remus's expression was somewhat downcast, his lips moving slightly, as if he had an infinite amount to say.
How could he not feel that, among the four, the closest relationship was between James and Sirius?
But as a Werewolf, he had always been an object of disgust.
No one believed he was a person in darkness with a heart yearning for light.
It wasn't until he came to Hogwarts, and his identity was discovered by James and others, that instead of being disgusted, he gained the friendship he had always sought but never found.
Although this friendship wasn't entirely pure, for him at the time, it was like sunshine in winter.
It was precisely because he cherished this hard-won affection that Remus would go crazy with them, and after becoming a prefect, he would turn a blind eye to James and Sirius's violations of school rules.
In a daze, he thought of something Sebastian had said to him during their school days.
"Remus, you should be braver, especially when it comes to friendship. Sometimes, constantly indulging isn't what a true friend should do."
Sigh...
What's the use of making so many things clear? It only adds to the trouble.
In life, one should learn the attitude of 'ignorance is bliss'.
"Peter," Remus whispered, "don't say anymore. We are, after all, still friends."
"Friends!" Pettigrew shrieked, "Don't be naive, Remus."
"When I became a traitor, who do you think they suspected first?"
"It was you! Just because you're a Werewolf. That's also why the change of the Secret-Keeper was kept from you, and why you were the only one among the four of us who didn't know James's address."
Remus's expression flickered with a hint of sadness: "Peter, at that time, the situation was tense, everyone was in danger, and it was unavoidable that I was suspected."
He, of course, knew that he was the object of suspicion at that time.
There was no helping it, who told him he was a Werewolf? And Werewolves in that era had basically all joined You-Know-Who's ranks.
Because of this, he had always consciously maintained a distant relationship with everyone.
"Alright, it was because the situation was tense then, but what about during school? Don't forget that incident where Sirius used you in the Shrieking Shack to harm Professor Snape."
Professor Snape?
How did this get involved with him?
Harry, Ron, and Hermione suddenly looked up at Professor Snape, finding him now ashen-faced, looking as if he was suppressing his anger.
"Remus, when Sirius used Professor Snape's curiosity to lure him to the Shrieking Shack, intending for you, transformed into a Werewolf, to bite or kill him, he never considered your fate."
"He didn't care if you would break down after returning to human form, and even less if you would be caught and sent to Azkaban."
"Oh my God!" Upon hearing this, Hermione gasped in shock, covering her mouth, looking incredulous.
Ron's eyes also widened. He had only heard that the House of Black people were crazy, but he had never imagined that this Black in front of him would be so insane.
Harry felt a little dizzy. Having attended the Auror Training Class, he was very clear about the Ministry of Magic's attitude towards Werewolves.
If Remus had truly bitten or killed Professor Snape in his Werewolf form back then, his best outcome would have been life imprisonment in Azkaban.
Considering the tense situation at the time, Remus might even have been executed directly without a trial.
After all, Werewolves did not enjoy the same formal treatment as Wizards; life imprisonment and such were set up for Wizards.
And Professor Snape? For him, being bitten to death would have been the best outcome, because once one transformed into a Werewolf, that truly was a fate worse than death.
Harry stared blankly at Sirius, his eyes full of confusion.
He was just a student back then, how could he be so indifferent to life?
Also, what kind of enmity was there between his father James, Sirius, and Professor Snape?
How could it have developed to this point?
Didn't the Professors at Hogwarts care?
Thinking of the Professors at Hogwarts, Harry suddenly remembered that Remus had said he was able to attend Hogwarts because of Headmaster Dumbledore's help.
If a Werewolf attack had really happened back then, would Headmaster Dumbledore have been held accountable by the Ministry of Magic?
Would he regret admitting Remus into Hogwarts?
For a moment, various chaotic thoughts intertwined, making Harry's head ache.
Seeing the reactions of Harry, Ron, and Hermione, Peter felt incredibly pleased. He wanted these children to see Sirius for who he truly was.
Anyway, he was completely finished soon, and that scoundrel Sirius shouldn't expect to get off scot-free.
Sirius was a little flustered. He didn't care about his own image, but he was afraid Harry would misunderstand James's image because of this.
"Harry, I did that. It was because Professor Snape had always tried to expose Remus's Werewolf identity, so I wanted to teach Professor Snape a lesson."
"Also, your father didn't know about it at the time. On the contrary, after he found out about it, he took the initiative to save Professor Snape, even though they were mortal enemies then."
So that's how it was...
Harry felt a sense of relief, thinking that his father also had his good points.
However, before he could feel happy, he heard Pettigrew shout again.
"Don't make me laugh, Sirius! Did James save Professor Snape? He saved you, he saved Remus."
"The only place he was better than you was that he still had his sanity and could judge the situation at the time."
"He knew that if he didn't stop it, Professor Snape would be finished, but you and Remus would absolutely be thrown into Azkaban. He actually had no choice."
"Oh, right, you certainly don't care. Anyway, the House of Black has power and influence, as long as your family is willing to pay Galleons, you will definitely be able to escape the Ministry of Magic's trial."
"Hahahahaha, this is reality!"
Hearing Peter's words, Harry fell into confusion again. He looked at Professor Snape's ashen face, then at Remus's dejected expression, and he was completely consumed by feelings of frustration and sadness.
He really wanted to know more details about his father; he wanted to know what kind of person his father truly was.
Perhaps in the future, he could only find an opportunity to ask Professor Swan for the answer to this question.
Just then, Sebastian stepped forward and gently patted Harry's shoulder.
"Harry, don't think so much. These are the grievances of the previous generation, and they have nothing to do with you."
Then, he waved his wand, locking Pettigrew up and simultaneously releasing Sirius from the chains.
"Let's go, don't stand here. Headmaster Dumbledore is already waiting for us outside the Forbidden Forest."
"Whatever you have to say, say it outside."
"Remus, you stay in the Forbidden Forest for now, and go back when it's light."
The group walked silently through the Forbidden Forest, each person looking preoccupied.
Sebastian came to Professor Snape's side and quietly asked in a voice only the two of them could hear.
"Severus, I have an exclusive magic video about a certain Big black dog here. Do you want it?"
Big black dog?
Professor Snape frowned, not understanding what Sebastian was saying.
After all, when he arrived at the Forbidden Forest, he had already missed the scene of Sirius's transformation.
However, when he saw Sebastian's meaningful look, he instantly understood.
It turned out that Sirius was the Big black dog.
Thinking of this, Professor Snape narrowed his eyes slightly and said decisively.
"Absolutely! I want it no matter how much you charge."
"Also, sell me a pensieve. I have some memories I need to observe repeatedly."
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