"How does that thing work?" asked Ms. Rostarmer. This seemed to be a blind spot for her knowledge, and in fact it was also a blind spot for most wizards. After all, Hogwarts does not teach such magic.

Hera's thoughts had no idea where he had flew, and he had no idea to interrupt.

Professor Frieve cleared his throat, "a very complex spell." He squeaked, "It involves using magic to hide a secret in the soul of a living person. The secret is hidden in the chosen person, or the secret person's heart, and it will never be possible to discover the secret from then on - of course, unless the secret person intentionally leaks the secret. As long as the secret person refuses to speak, the mysterious person will never find them even if he searches the village where the Potters lived for many years, even if he flattened his nose on the glass window outside the living room of the couple."

"Puchi!" Hera laughed out loud, "Sorry, sorry, I thought of something very funny."

Hera thought of the appearance of Voldemort that he saw on Kilow's head two years ago. He could not imagine how the mysterious man without a nose would stick his nose to the glass window outside the living room of the Porters. Just thinking about this made him unable to stop laughing.

Ms. Rosmerta ignored Hera and continued to ask curiously: "So, is Black the secret agent of the Porters?"

"Naturally," said Professor McGonagall, "James Porter told Dumbledore that Black would rather die than tell where they were, and that Black himself was going to hide..."

Hera couldn't help laughing again, "Sorry, sorry, I remembered that fun thing again."

Hera remembers quite clearly how Black told him, and he once said: "We all believe that letting Peter be the best choice, because everyone knows that my relationship with James is so good, and I will definitely be the secret person, but they absolutely never imagined that we activated Peter. As a result... he betrayed us, and he even said that I betrayed James and Lily."

This is quite different from the "facts" recognized by the magic world. No one will believe it if it says it, especially when Black escapes from prison.

But this also exposed the incompetence of the Ministry of Magic. A fugitive has been at large for two years, and even the Ministry of Magic is still helpless. The only thing he can do is to let the damn dementor continue patrolling around Hogwarts.

Ms. Rosmerta's curiosity was still not eliminated, and she asked tirelessly: "But James insisted on using Black, right?"

"Yes," Fudge said heavily, "but it took less than a week after the mantra of the faithfulness-"

"Has Black betrayed them?" Rostamer asked.

"He did betray them. Black was tired of the double-faced character and was ready to publicly announce that he supported the Mysterious Man, and seemed to plan to do so when Potter died. But, as we know, the Mysterious Man lost his hand at Harry Potter Jr. He lost his mana and had to escape. This made Black in a dilemma. As soon as Black exposed his true face of the traitor, his master fell. He had no choice but to run and run-"

"Dirty, smelly traitor!" Haeger suddenly said loudly, his fist hitting the table so hard that the whole bar quieted down.

To be honest, Hera almost forgot about him again, and Hagrid never said that.

"Shh!" said Professor McGonagall.

"I met him!" Hager yelled, "I must have been the last person to see him before he killed many people! After all those people were killed, I rescued Harry from the house of James and Lily! I rescued him from the ruins, poor little thing..."

Hagrid once again began to talk about his past with Harry, but what Hera cared about was Fudge's words. Obviously, he was not a complete fool. He knew very well that Voldemort was not dead at all, he just lost his magic power. As for the "Prophet Daily", it was nothing more than a politician method to fool the public and calm emotions.

Hera was actually very worried about one thing: one day when he woke up and opened the door, he saw a snake at the door. The terrible face of Voldemort was on the back of its head, claiming that he would come back eventually. As long as Hera helps him, he would give Hera unimaginable wealth when he makes a comeback.

Nahera really didn't know what to do. She could neither turn him away nor really help him make a comeback.

"Hag, it's almost enough," Hera patted Haeger's belly. He was a little too late to reach Haeger's shoulders. "Sound down."

"How do I know? At that time, I thought he was sad for James and Lily. What he cared about was the mysterious man! Then he said, 'Give me Harry, Hagrid, I am his godfather, I will take care of him-' Ha! But Dumbledore ordered me, so I said no to Black. Dumbledore said Harry should go to his aunt and uncle. Black disagreed, but in the end he gave in and asked me to ride his motorcycle to send Harry there, 'I don't need this motorcycle anymore.' That's what he said."

Hagrid started to cry, which made everyone feel a little numb.

Hera gently patted Hagrid's back, and the sound of his crying was too loud, which attracted the attention of everyone in the bar.

"Okay, Hagrid, you didn't know that he had betrayed James and Lily at that time, so it was not your fault." Hera and Professor McGonagall comforted softly, and Fudge had a great chat with Ms. Rostarmer.

Hera once suspected that Fudge said this to attract the attention of this beautiful boss lady, an old scumbag!

"That's what I should have known—knowing what he could do. He loved that motorcycle the most. What did he give it to me? He asked why he no longer needed that motorcycle? Actually, it's easy to understand. Dumbledore knew that he was once the secret agent of the Porters. Black knew that he was going to run away that night, and knew that the Ministry of Magic would come to hunt him for it in less than a few hours."

"Hagge, no one expected those things, even Professor Dumbledore could not do the perfect thing." Professor Flitvie shrugged, but his comfort seemed to have no effect.

Hagrid cried even louder.
Chapter completed!