Hogwarts: Becoming a god from reselling fresh food

Murphy came to the roof of a building at some point, looked at Sirius lying on the ground below, and suddenly snapped his fingers.

The dark clouds gathered instantly, and the terrifying voltage caused the tattered cloaks around the dementors to rise upwards. Then hundreds of thunderbolts fell instantly, hitting those ugly creatures. The electric fire burned their tattered cloaks, and the lightning penetrated them. Their bodies seemed to have rotted away, causing them to let out an unpleasant howl.

Then, in the blink of an eye, nearly a hundred Dementors dispersed like a school of frightened fish.

Murphy raised his eyebrows. It seemed that the defense of this thing was really good. After being hit by lightning, it was still able to fly, and it didn't seem to be too injured.

If you have a chance in the future, you must catch one and dismantle it to see what its structure is.

But for now, let's deal with Sirius first.

…

More than an hour later, Sirius woke up in a large, warm bed.

He sat up suddenly and looked around in panic. He was relieved until he was sure that no dementors were nearby.

"Mr. Black, are you awake?"

On the other side of the luxurious room, sitting on a sofa, was a young man with black hair. He put down the book in his hand and asked, "How are you? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?"

"This is where. Who are you..."

It had been so long since he had communicated normally with others that Sirius had almost lost his ability to speak. It seemed that he had finally regained control of his tongue and spoke out these words with difficulty.

The young man opposite seemed to know his situation and was very patient, "My name is Murphy Duckholm. You can call me Murphy. This is my home."

"You, saved me?"

"good."

"Why?"

"Let's put it this way, Blanco Lloyd is my employee, and not long ago, I discovered that his pet was a little unusual." Murphy said, "After using some means, I made the mouse appear. He revealed his true identity and found out that he was actually Peter Pettigrew."

"From that moment on, I knew you were innocent."

Sirius' eyes widened suddenly, "You, caught him?"

"Yes, I have Peter Pettigrew."

"Here, give it to me!"

"No." Murphy said, "Please be patient, Mr. Black. If I gave him to you now, I doubt you would kill him without hesitation."

"what do you want?"

It seemed that a few years in prison had only made Sirius clumsy in speech, not damaged his brain.

"What do I want..." Murphy thought for a moment and suddenly smiled, "I want justice to be done."

Sirius looked at him in confusion, and Murphy shook his head, "Sorry, just kidding."

"Let me introduce you again. I am Murphy Darkholm. The son of the Death Eater couple Darkholm. The dark wizard in the eyes of many Aurors. I am also the Barty who sent you to Azkaban. ·A thorn in Mr. Crouch’s side.”

Barty Crouch, it took Sirius a while to remember this name.

A fool who mistook him for a Death Eater was responsible for nearly ten years in prison, but... it didn't matter.

He doesn't care.

"From a personal point of view, I sympathize with your experience. No one should suffer such treatment for no reason. You were betrayed by a friend, lost your best brother, and ended up in that hellish place in Azkaban because of it." ten years……"

"To be honest, if I were you, after I am released from prison, I will never stop until I kill the wizarding world into a river of blood."

"But, I also know that there are people in this world who have higher moral standards, are more kind, and are kinder than me. Although I can't do it, I won't ridicule such people. I will always respect them. "

"And you, Mr. Sirius Black. That's exactly what you are."

"The rules of this world are always to chase the good with the bad, and the evil is always at the expense of the good. The strong use these rules to plunder and extract to satisfy their own desires. The wise see through this rule and stay out of it, but they can only take care of themselves. Only the benevolent, Only then can you ignite yourself, become a torch, and light the way forward for the weak.”

"As individuals, they increase the difficulty of their own survival and often fail. But as a member of the human race, I am always in awe of their greatness."

"Therefore, when I can, I am always more willing to deal with such people, and I am also willing to lend a helping hand to make it easier for them to walk in a world that is incompatible with themselves."

"I sincerely hope that you can be cleared of your grievances."

"Of course, in addition to satisfying some moral enjoyment, I also have other practical considerations." Murphy said, not hiding anything, "I am a businessman and researcher, but my existence has caused pressure on some people, including Including Mr. Barty Crouch, who wants to put me in Azkaban."

"And I don't want him to succeed, so you'd be a good card for me."

Sirius understood.

As a member of the oldest wizard family, even though he scorned and had no interest in the so-called power struggle, he was born with a keen sense of smell in this regard.

Ultimately, it's just a conflict of interest.

He didn't ask again, he didn't care.

In contrast, the black-haired young man's initial talk was more sincere.

He seemed to understand this guy whom he met for the first time.

"what do you want to do?"

"It's very simple. I will hand over Peter Pettigrew to you. But you must promise me to keep him alive for the time being. My people will pretend to capture you and send you to the Wizengamot for retrial..."

"I won't be judged. I will be killed by Dementors..."

"Don't worry, I did something a long time ago, and I will ensure that you will get a fair trial."

Sirius looked at the other person for a while, then nodded, "Okay."

"When you get to the Inquisition, you just need to tell the truth." Murphy said, snapping his fingers, and a house elf suddenly appeared with a large plate of food in his hand.

"There's still a little time left, you can eat something, take a rest, or think about the rest of your life."

"You have left Azkaban, Mr. Black, you can be optimistic."

…

"The army was defeated, and the Auror was defeated by the werewolf!" 》

"The Aurors evacuate from Diagon Alley!" 》

"Aurors are discharged from hospital. Can Jishi Wizarding Hospital cure lycanthropy?" ! 》

"Fight the Werewolf!" The Watch clears Diagon Alley! 》

"Sirius was arrested!" The Watchman has done great work again! 》

"The Trial of the Century!" Is Sirius a dark wizard or an innocent? 》

Since being acquired by Murphy, the Daily Prophet has basically become Murphy's mouthpiece, either causing trouble or on the way to causing trouble.

With the daily criticism and criticism from the Daily Prophet, Auror's current reputation has hit rock bottom and has almost become synonymous with weakness and incompetence.

At the same time, the Watcher's reputation grew, reaching its peak after Sirius was captured.

Soon, Sirius's trial began again, and this time, under Murphy's careful arrangement, there was no suspense in the trial. When Peter Pettigrew was forced out of his prototype by Dumbledore using magic, Sirius Victory has been won.

At the moment of acquittal, Sirius was unshackled and released from the thorn cage, allowing him to stand up straight.

Ten years later, he finally got the long-lost freedom and long-delayed justice.

This man, who had never shed tears even in his most desperate moments, raised his head for the first time in a long time and allowed hot tears to flow from the corners of his eyes.