Chapter 837: Injustice

"Before you clear your name, wizard, you are not permitted to commit such dangerous acts."

Will did not yield.

"Clear my name?"

Sirius seemed to have heard some unfamiliar words.

"You know better than I that the truth differs from what the vast majority understand, yet my Mr. has always been among the tiny fraction who hold the truth."

Will lifted his angular, green little face.

"What exactly... do you all know?"

Sirius pressed his ear to the wall, studying the short Puckett butler with utmost seriousness.

"What you know, what you do not know—all of it is known by my Mr."

Will said slowly.

Sirius pressed his lips together in silence; a storm had already risen in his heart.

Since his identity was exposed, he had vaguely sensed the other's unusual nature and held a vague guess.

But now everything seemed to have moved toward certainty.

He had appeared in his Animagus form, and who would know he was an Animagus?

Those who knew, his friends and enemies, in what manner would they reveal this matter?

Now, that matter, the thing he concealed most deeply, the thing almost no one knew, had likewise been exposed.

When the word "clear my name" appeared, he felt as if he were completely naked, struck by sudden bewilderment and immense unease.

"How is this possible... how do you know..."

Sirius's voice was hoarse.

"Wizard, the magical power my Mr. possesses is beyond your imagination."

Will said.

"Impossible!"

Sirius appeared utterly frantic; his voice was squeezed out from his throat.

"This is absolutely impossible; that rat could not have told you! And besides him, everyone who knew this matter has..."

"Died."

Will said seriously.

"How could you—"

Sirius was bewildered.

"Read more newspapers, wizard."

Will ignored his bewilderment and casually handed him a newspaper.

Then, Will began reading a book covered in mist on its cover—"Dream Stories".

Sirius came to his senses in just a few seconds; he looked at the shy face on the newspaper, then at the golden title: Dreams and Gods, and suddenly thought of something.

A guess he had just confirmed, but did not know how to voice, emerged from an angle he could not imagine.

"May I meet your Mr...?"

Sirius said hoarsely.

"Mr. Puckett?"

Will seemed lost in thought:

"Wizard, you are a bold fellow; I will convey your request."

Immediately, Room 10 fell into silence.

Only the sound of Sirius rapidly flipping through books and newspapers remained.

At the same time, in Room 11.

Xiang Xiang Xien was rising to leave.

"Xiang Xiang Xien, what you said..."

Harry followed behind.

"Yes, Harry, he will not harm you, but you must still be careful."

After Xiang Xiang Xien said this seriously, he closed the door.

The Leaky Cauldron was quiet; occasionally, a drunkard asleep on a table made a gurgling sound.

Xiang Xiang Xien stepped on the soft mat, watched the door to Room 10 open naturally, sighed softly, and walked inside.

"Mr. Black."

Xiang Xiang Xien said.

"Mr. Green..."

Sirius had not spoken to anyone for a long time; his tone sounded strange and hoarse.

"Are you an Animagus?"

Sirius hid those newspapers behind his back; his trembling wrist showed his current unrest.

In Sirius's unrelenting pupils, he saw the wizard before him slowly nod.

"Ah... an unrecorded Animagus..."

Sirius seemed somewhat nostalgic; then, as if something occurred to him, his face twisted with hatred, and finally, when he looked at Xiang Xiang Xien, only deep reverence remained on his face.

"You had better keep this secret, wizard."

Will warned.

"Secret?"

Sirius Black laughed,