"That's a lie!"
Sirius uttered foul language in anger.
"I didn't peep at all! Mrs. Lutsen is already an old witch in her sixties!"
Sirius tried his best to explain to Alvin, but the more he said that, the weirder the way Alvin looked at him.
Over sixty years old, do you still watch?
"That's because Mrs. Lutsen's child was Peter Pettigrew's best friend! I just wanted to show her face in Peter Pettigrew's form!"
Finally, when Sirius wanted to commit suicide to clear his name, Alvin believed him.
"Relax, Sirius, I believe in you."
Alvin comforted Sirius for a few words and then prepared to leave.
Sirius does have something to tell Alvin.
"Can you tell Lupin about me?"
According to him, it is not enough if only Alvin helps him.
If Lupin can be included, he can also be an additional help.
Alvin didn't deny it, "Are you sure Lupin will believe you?"
Sirius was a little silent, and he was also a little uncertain.
Suddenly, his eyes lit up.
"The Marauder's Map, that's a map we make, and it can show everyone's information at Hogwarts. As long as you tell him, he will believe me."
Alvin shook his head, "I once got the Marauder's Map, but I didn't find Peter Pettigrew's name on it."
Sirius did not expect that Alvin had seen Marauder's Map and was a little surprised. He thought about it and then confirmed it.
"Peter Pettigrew is also one of the creators of this map. He knows this map very well and must have erased his traces, but James and I have left a back door, as long as you..."
Sirius told Alvin how to operate it, and Alvin said he would try it when he went back.
The two then agreed to bring Lupin here, and Alvin just left.
Looking at the time, Alvin was planning to go to the Three Broomsticks for a glass of Butterbeer before he met with Cho and Hermione.
After entering the pub, Alvin saw a few acquaintances.
"Professor Flitwick, Professor McGonagall, hello."
At this time, Professor Flitwick and Professor McGonagall were sitting in front of the pub with a few people beside them. They were talking about something.
After seeing Alvin coming, Professor Flitwick happily let Alvin sit next to him. Professor McGonagall nodded at him with a smile.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Gaunt."
Fudge was here too, but Alvin didn't see him because he had his back to the entrance.
Nodding to Fudge, Alvin's attitude was a little cold.
But Fudge did not care at all.
"Bring me a Butterbeer and a Mead."
Alvin greeted Madam Rosemerta, the professors, and Fudge. They also waived Alvin's underage drinking violations.
In their opinion, Alvin can no longer be treated with an attitude toward students, and a drink is no big deal.
Madam Rosmerta quickly brought Alvin's wine, but she did not leave but sat and chatted with everyone.
"Did you know that the Dementors have raided my pub twice?"
She was furious when she said this. "Those guys have seriously affected my business!"
Fudge couldn't argue. "Honey, I don't like them, but it's a necessary precaution."
He hurriedly changed the subject, "Mr. Gaunt, let me introduce you. The one next to me is Mr. Barty Crouch Snr, the Head of the Department of International Magical Co-operation."
"He's here for a big event at Hogwarts next year."
Sitting next to him, the meticulously dressed wizard, with a solemn expression, nodded to Alvin and forced a smile.
"Mr. Gaunt, nice to meet you."
Alvin also greeted him, "The Triwizard Tournament? I know."
Crouch Snr's expression became serious again. "Yes, we still have many preparations, this time just to discuss the process with Dumbledore."
A few people chatted a few more times and brought the topic back to Sirius.
"I can't believe Black would do something like this. He and James Potter had a good relationship, and the two always made me laugh."
Madam Rosmerta recalled that time and Alvin's eyes glanced toward a decorative tree.
"I can't believe it too. I thought they were brothers."
Professor McGonagall agreed, and then she sighed again, "Who would have thought that Black would betray Potter in the end? The two of them have such a good relationship."
Conversely, Professor McGonagall, who has always been calm, choked a little.
"Okay, Minerva, let's stop talking about that."
Sitting on the side, Professor Flitwick comforted her, "We don't want this either. Potter believes in Black. Maybe it's fate."
Alvin sat there without saying a word, just sipping his wine.
The decorative tree next to it seemed to sway a bit.
About an hour later, it was almost the time agreed upon by him and the girls, and Alvin said his goodbyes.
After walking a few steps out of the pub, he suddenly said, "Come out, Harry. I know you heard it."
Harry's figure suddenly appeared beside Alvin. His eyes were red.
"I'm going to kill him!"
Alvin didn't speak. He just glanced at Harry, and Harry froze.
"Harry, with your current strength, if Sirius is the culprit who killed your parents, you are not his opponent."
Alvin did not tell the truth but hoped that Harry could train hard and improve his strength as much as possible.
The following year will be eventful. As a friend, Alvin also hopes that Harry can have a certain amount of self-protection.
The dumbfound Harry couldn't move. He could only watch Alvin help him put on the Invisibility Cloak again and then go away.