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Volume 4: A Different Scarlet Bullet Chapter 97: Dumbledore¡¯s Wrath

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    "Now, let's ask Mr. Sterling." "Are you referring to me? Sorry, I don't know anything. I was just attacked when I was walking here." Facing Dumbledore  When asked, Sephiroth spread his hands and defended innocently.  "I just inspected this body. Sterling, can you explain why I found traces of the Kedavra on it?" Dumbledore looked unkind. Avada's Kedavra was not cast casually.  It can be used, but you must have a strong intention to kill this person for it to be effective.  The Ministry of Magic has expressly stipulated that this spell is the Unforgivable Curse, an extremely cruel black magic. Once used on humans, they will be arrested by the Ministry of Magic and will be imprisoned in Azkaban for life.  Because Sirius actually has traces of this spell on his body, it¡¯s not normal no matter how you look at it.  "Korean Curse? Are you sure?" Professor McGonagall's eyes widened.  "Well~ I don't think otherwise. I did use the Avada Kedavra and subconsciously reacted when I was attacked." To the surprise of Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall, Sephiroth didn't  Any shirk is an admission of the matter.  This time, even Professor Flitwick was frightened. He suddenly stood next to Professor McGonagall, staring at Sephiroth, who was still smiling nonchalantly.  "Since you admit it" Dumbledore was interrupted by Sephiroth mid-sentence.  "Wait, I'm not done yet. I did use the Death Curse, but I didn't shoot it at a person, but at a big black dog." After waiting, I saw Mag  The professor and Professor Flitwick didn't seem to understand, and Sephiroth explained further.  "The truth is this. When I was walking at night, I met a very huge black dog. It opened its bloody mouth and rushed towards me. I was frightened, and I used the death curse in a hurry.  After I killed that dog, I thought it was just a dog, nothing special, and I didn¡¯t want the professor to find me wandering at night because of such a trivial matter, so I wanted to use the fire spell to burn the dog directly.  "But who would have expected that when it burned, the dog turned into a person! I quickly put out the fire, and then I felt that it was not that simple, so I yelled and wanted to  "Call the professor here." "The next thing is that several professors arrived. I think this person is probably an Animagus who has not registered with the Ministry of Magic. I am very sorry that this happened.  But he can only blame himself. " "I can testify to this, Sirius is an Animagus, and of course there are three other people who formed an outlaw group called the Predators.  Organization, tossing around the campus." As soon as Sephiroth's voice fell, Snape's cold and smooth voice came from the direction of the stairs.  "Really? I see, I seem to have heard of this kind of thing. If you say that, you really can't blame Sephiroth." Flitwick admired outstanding and studious students the most, and immediately praised Sephiroth.  Good things were said.  "Yes, and facing a vicious thug like Sirius, nothing is too much. If this were not the case, I am afraid that little Sterling will become a new victim in his hands." In Professor McGonagall's heart, little Sterling  Sirius was still the one who caused explosions on the streets of Muggle residential areas. A curse killed many Muggles, and that poor child, Peter Pettigrew.  Dumbledore pursed his lips tightly and said nothing. Only he knew about Sirius's injustice. Even if Sephiroth killed him, he would not be able to get the Ministry of Magic to convict him. Instead, he would praise him for helping the Ministry of Magic catch this man.  A vicious fugitive.  Especially now, when the Death Eaters dominate the Ministry of Magic, and the Wizengamot is full of pure-blood wizards.  Even if Sephiroth really used the Death Curse, it can be explained that the other party was in an Animagus state without knowing it.  No matter what Professor Flitwick and Professor McGonagall were saying, Dumbledore just stared at the sneer on the corner of Sephiroth's mouth without saying a word, and just kept staring at it.  An innocent, tortured person dies, only to receive a casual sneer from the murderer.  "Okay, Sterling, you go back first. It's late at night, such a big thing happened, just leave it to the professor to deal with." Snape rarely showed a not-so-pretty smile to Sephiroth.  He sent him back, perhaps because he had been sneering all the time and had forgotten how to smile gently. Snape was just so stiff that he twitched the muscles at the corners of his mouth.?.  "Yes, Sterling, you should go back and rest first. Don't think too much or worry. It's just a matter of night travel" Professor McGonagall then remembered that there were students present. Children should not be allowed to attend such a death scene.  Just wait a long time.  "Let's use Sirius' incident to balance the merits and demerits of the night tour." Snape rudely interrupted Professor McGonagall's words.  Sephiroth nodded lightly, bowed slightly to the professors, and left towards the Slytherin lounge.  Sephiroth walked away, and Flitwick also left after a while when he saw that there was nothing else to deal with. Professor McGonagall and Snape disposed of Sirius's body and sent him to Dumbledore's  office.  ¡°Just leave it here, and we¡¯ll deal with it when the people from the Ministry of Magic come tomorrow.¡± So, Professor McGonagall also went back.  Dumbledore and Snape were the only two people left in the office.  "What's going on?" Dumbledore didn't believe Sephiroth's words at all. Those lies were acceptable to Professor McGonagall and Flitwick, but not to old foxes like Dumbledore and Snape.  "I don't care what's going on!" Snape sneered happily.  "Severus, you still can't let go?" Dumbledore sighed. Snape almost died because of Sirius and the other four, so it was expected that Snape would not be able to forgive him.  "Stop saying such disgusting words. If nothing happens, I want to go back." After saying that, without waiting for Dumbledore to react, Snape opened the door and left.  If he didn't leave, he might start laughing in front of Dumbledore.  That annoying wild dog finally got his comeuppance, and he had to thank his sensible student.  "I thought he was just a student and hadn't gone too far on that road. I thought he could be saved - what a pity!" Dumbledore had given up on Sephiroth. He just couldn't figure out the pure-blood wizard family.  How could those little venomous snakes be so vicious at such a young age, without the innocence of children at all.  Sephiroth's cold-bloodedness chilled him. A living person could directly cast an Avada Kedavra, waiting for the professor to arrive without changing his expression.  Dumbledore was really frightened to think that after Sephiroth killed someone, he took the initiative to call the professor and didn't care about excusing himself.  How could those proud and arrogant children of Gryffindor confront him in a city as old as his own? After he died of old age, wouldn't he be toyed with by Sephiroth and those Slytherins in the future?  .  With the impulsiveness of those little lions in Gryffindor, if Harry and his friends had done it, they would probably be in chaos by now.  He definitely couldn't think of such a flawless way to calmly defend himself. The minds of the two parties were too different.  Dumbledore is afraid, afraid of the excellence of the descendants of Slytherin.  If it was just excellence, then Dumbledore would probably be very happy, but along with excellent talent, there is also the bottomless scheming and ruthlessness, which is not good.  As soon as it dawned the next day, the Aurors from the Ministry of Magic, who had been notified by Dumbledore last night, hurried over.  The genius was slightly bright, and the students were dining in the restaurant when they saw Sephiroth's father arriving with a large team of Aurors.  "What happened?" The students who didn't know what was going on asked the people around them.  Before they could figure it out, Dumbledore took the Auror and Mr. Sterling upstairs to Dumbledore's office.  Of course, Sephiroth was also called.  "Look, it's that Sterling guy!" Ron said, pointing to Sephiroth who was called up by Professor McGonagall.  "It's him! Why? Why did the professor take him with him?" Hermione asked strangely.  "Needless to say, that guy must have been caught secretly doing something bad. You see, even the Aurors are here. It must be about the heir. Needless to say, he is the heir." Ron gloated.  Had to laugh.  "Ron, don't talk nonsense. You can't talk nonsense when you haven't figured it out yet. Look, the Slytherin students are staring at us!" Hermione secretly pulled Ron and reminded him in a low voice.  Look across the way.  Ron was too complacent just now, and his voice was a little too loud without realizing it. Draco across from him was gnashing his teeth and staring at him.  If there was only Draco, Ron and Harry wouldn't be afraid of him after fighting for so long, but when the wholeWhen Leitlin glared at them in unison, they still looked away with guilty conscience.  "Albus, are you telling the truth? Sirius died in Hogwarts?" As soon as Sterling entered Dumbledore's office, he immediately started shouting loudly.  "What you have in front of you is Sirius's body." Snape pointed towards the table, but it was not Sirius's burnt body.  "What's going on? Dumbledore's letter just mentioned it briefly." One of the Aurors stepped forward to check Sirius's body, and finally nodded to Sterling to confirm that it was correct.  "Please ask Mr. Sterling to explain this matter." Just at this time, Mag and Sephiroth knocked on the door and came in.  "What's going on, Sephiroth, what did you do?" The target was the acting minister's son. Those ordinary Aurors were mute, and no one dared to say anything. In the end, it was Mr. Sterling who asked.  So, Sephiroth repeated the excuse he used last night.  Of course, this time the glory of his greatness was highlighted even more. ? ` ` ` ` ` ` PS: I came back from my hometown. I was so tired that my hands and feet were about to break. I fell asleep when I got home. I was really exhausted this time.
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