Hagrid was first to come out of the room with Ron in his arms, followed by another Hermione, and then a small man tied up tightly floated out. He was in an upside down position, his head and his head hit the stone from time to time, "Oh!"

The short man's face was swollen and his hands were tied behind him, twisted together, and his clothes were torn. In order to avoid the stone, he tilted his head strangely to the side.

"Sirius, please"

"You deserve your sin, Peter! You should be glad that Harry is kind enough..."

A magic wand was poked out, revealing Sirius' alert face. He limped, Harry and Lupin supported him from left to right. At the end was Snape, whose expression was intriguing, and his wand was always aimed at the dwarf Peter.

"Sirian, you should go to the hospital." Harry whispered.

"No! I'm going to watch him convict with my own eyes!" Sirius bared his teeth and smiled very cunningly. "It's better to give him another dementor kiss." His wand was lowered down, and the little dwarf Peter let out a harsh cry of pain.

...

Hermione hid behind the huge pumpkin and looked around, "Professor, are we going to do something? Professor McGonagall warned me not to change the past."

"I also think you should be cautious, but..." Felix gently hooked his finger, and a small stone stuck silently to the falling dwarf Peter.

Until they were far away, Felix and Hermione came out of the darkness.

"Professor, what did you just do?"

"I marked Petrite with magic just in case, you said just now that they would be trapped on the bridge, and if he escaped as a mouse while he was in trouble, I could find him!"

Hermione thought about it seriously and thought it was a good idea.

The two of them hung far behind these people, and Hagrid took great steps. Not long after, he threw the person behind him away. The "Other Hermione" who followed him had to trot and chase after him.

Hermione said with a weird look: "From this perspective, I looked so stupid at that time. I have to take three steps for Hagrid."

Felix chuckled, but soon his expression became serious: "I don't want to touch the penalty area of ​​time, so my plan is to let everything move forward 'step' until the future you see comes, and I will appear again."

Hermione nodded, this should be the best way. She imagined: when half an hour later, the army of dementors launched an attack on the bridge, Professor Hayp suddenly appeared and saved everyone in one fell swoop.

It has neither changed what happened in the past nor has it truly affected the future.

The two walked slowly, keeping two or three hundred feet apart with Harry and the others. Felix asked, "I have a few more questions, how did you hear the conversation between Umbridge and Fudge?"

Hermione explained: "I followed Hager to the school hospital. Mrs. Pomfrey said Ron was not in danger, so I returned again, trying to see Harry and the others, but unexpectedly saw Umbridge greeting Fauge, with a group of Aurors following him."

She said angrily: "That woman is so rude. She relies on the power of the Minister of Magic to be particularly rude to Professor McGonagall. If Principal Dumbledore was not there..."

"Has she had a conflict with Professor McGonagall?"

"Yes, Professor McGonagall asked her why she put the dementors in school, but Umbridge didn't look at her, just to flatter Fudge."

"That's right..."

Felix looked ahead, with Sirius, the wounded man, and these people were not walking fast. Especially after passing an uphill, which made their speed slower.

The wind heard their conversation in one ear, which was Sirius's entangled voice: "I don't know if anyone has told you Harry, I am your godfather..."

After more than ten minutes

"Here you come!"

Felix suddenly broke the tranquility, Hermione looked in the direction of his sight, and saw a pink, round shape. She said in surprise: "Is that woman?"

Then they heard a long whistle, and Hermione felt a chill on her back, and a black thing floated out, like a black plastic bag blown by the wind. It quickly flew towards Harry and the others. At this time, Harry and others were still some distance away from the bridge.

Hermione took a deep breath and more and more dementors appeared. They were like black plagues, responding to Umbridge's call and shrouded half of the sky.

"It's a dementor!" She heard Professor Lupin's voice in the distance and said, "How can dementors appear in the school? The Ministry of Magic has promised... Use the Guardian Spell!"

It was almost dusk, and the rays of light were half-blocked, and half of the light was swallowed. The dementor hung high in the air, constantly spraying black mist, as if entering the night ahead of schedule.

The silver light pierced the darkness, which was Lupin's spell, and he supported a silver barrier, but this was the incomplete patron saint.

Not far from them "Let's get closer," Felix said, covering the two with a light silver light.

"Professor, what is this?" Hermione looked at her glowing hand.

"For unpleasant memories, dementors will subconsciously avoid us, of course, provided they have better choices," Felix said.

The two of them got closer, so close that they could see the expressions on Lupin and their faces. Lupin shouted anxiously: "Harry, Sirius, use the patron saint spell, and Severus...if you know!"

The silver barrier he supported continued to condense, and a huge physical guardian appeared. It was the thing that Lupin, a wolf, hated the most, but he had to come out at this moment.

With the emergence of the wolf-shaped guardian saint, the crisis was temporarily alleviated. The silver giant wolf roared silently, jumping and shooting one dementor after another.

Harry's mind was awake, his lips trembled, and he subconsciously recited a spell: "Hu God protects Hu Hu God protects Hu God protects Hu God!" A silver mist flew out of the tip of the staff. With the faint light of the unformed guardian god, he felt better. The initial suffocation disappeared, and he breathed in big mouths.

"Not enough! Not enough..." Lupin shouted: "Sirius, Severus!"

However, Snape did not move at all. His expression was stiff, his wand was tightly clamped and his joints were white.

Sirius gently tapped one leg on the ground. He held up his wand and kept chanting: "Hushen Guard! Hushen Guard! Hushen Guard... Damn, I can't do it!"

"What do you mean you can't do it? We learned it together." Lupin shouted.

"I can't...those happy memories are all related to James." Sirius covered his face in pain. Under the influence of the dementor, his lips became purple like Snape.

Harry looked at Sirius as if he had known this man for the first time and truly recognized his godfather's identity. He mustered up the courage to recall all kinds of happy memories, the silver light kept surging, and something gradually took shape.

But there were too many dementors, "Let's go to the bridge!" Lupin said decisively.

The tied dwarf Peter was put right, and he turned his eyes and kept thinking about the route of escape, "Be honest, Peter! There is a cliff below..." Sirius threatened, pushing him hard and letting him go by himself.

The green light on Snape's wand disappeared, and he glared at Sirius fiercely, making Sirius inexplicable.

They climbed the bridge and fought and retreated. There was only Lupin's complete combat power on the field, but his patron saint could not fight against the army of hundreds of dementors, especially the continuous spray of black smoke. The biting cold made everyone's breathing breathe, and they felt like they were about to be frozen.

Snape shone a few red lights into the sky, and he had a dark face, "There will be someone else coming, and it will definitely..."

...

While all the dementors were drawn away, Felix whispered to the side: "When time returns to normal, should you appear on the other side of the bridge?"

"Yes, I came with the Ministry of Magic. After a glance from a distance, I hid and used the time converter." Hermione said, looking at the bridge anxiously, "It should be soon... the Ministry of Magic is coming."

"You should worry about yourself! After a while, the Ministry of Magic people came over, how did you pass the bridge and get to the other side?" Felix said calmly: "If I remember correctly, you should go back to your original position after using the time converter?"

Hermione glanced at him in surprise, "You are right, professor, you must form a closed loop in time and space." She suddenly realized the problem and screamed, "What should I do, my god! If you can't rush back in time, I, me." She shivered in fear when she remembered the consequences of abuse of the time converter she had seen.

"How long has it been between the time converter you saw Harry and the others at the last glance?

"About seven or eight minutes! Many students rushed over at that time, and I had to avoid them and hide in a bathroom to use the time converter."

"Enough. I will create an opportunity for you... You will be wearing an invisible cloak and the effect of the illusion body spell, so you should be able to hide it from it." Felix looked at her seriously, "You must seize the opportunity."

Hermione nodded heavily, she didn't know what the professor was going to do, but she trusted him without reservation.

"You stay here first, it's best to put on the invisible cloak now and prepare at all times..."

Hermione hurriedly put on the invisible cloak, and Felix imposed various spells of shielding scents and sounds on her, and she seemed to be no longer there.

Then, Felix stepped onto the bridge with the magical body curse.

There was a sound of footsteps across the bridge, and Umbridge's pink clothes were very conspicuous. She smiled and led a dozen Aurors to appear, and said in a sharp voice: "Minister, right in front!" The short, fat and stubborn figure in the head was the Minister of Magic Connelly Forge.

He followed Professor McGonagall, and she glanced at the scene on the bridge and immediately widened her eyes, "Secretary Foggy, you must stop these dementors! Are they attacking the professors of Hogwarts, or two!"

Umbridge giggled: "That's because they were mingled with Azkaban's most vicious fugitives. Look, they also attacked the Ministry of Magic's ministry...Minerva, I thought you wouldn't cover them up."

"Severus and Remus won't shelter the fugitive!" McGonagall said furiously.

Fudge patted his stomach, "Don't worry, Minerva, we can control the dementors and will not hurt these two professors, otherwise I wouldn't explain to Dumbledore..."

He gestured to Umbridge with his eyes. Umbridge took out a black whistle from his pocket and blew it up with his cheeks. She looked like a toad ready to hunt.

The whistle sounded, and the dementors received the command, and their attack became more fierce, constantly shuttled through the gaps on the bridge, flying, and ice crystals condensed in the air.

Threads of black mist were blown by the wind to float towards the people of the Ministry of Magic. Fudge shivered and muttered in a low voice: "I hate it." He tightened his collar and looked at the bridge. The professor named Snape shot an invisible spell from his wand. What was amazing was that it could slightly block the dementor's attack.

But…Foggy stretched out his thick fingers, “Who is the person tied up?”

Professor McGonagall looked carefully for a moment and exclaimed: "It's Peter the Pet!"

"How is it possible? Wasn't he dead?" Fuji asked in surprise. He felt something was wrong. It seemed that something went wrong. People who had been dead for more than ten years suddenly appeared. It was not normal to think about it.

Umbridge rolled his eyes, "Minister, maybe this hero was not dead back then, but just lost his memory. He recently saw the news that Sirius Black escaped from prison, and was stimulated to restore his memory, and decided to fight against the powerful enemy more than ten years ago again..."

Fuji's eyes lit up, "You said it very well."

"No!" Professor McGonagall suddenly said, "Peteer is an illegal Animagus. He disguised himself as a mouse and stayed at one of my students' homes for more than a decade! Dumbledore suspected that there was someone else who betrayed the Porter couple. Minister Fudge, you should stop attacking and find out the truth."

Fudge frowned and he said uneasyly: "What are you talking about? Petr, a hero recognized by the Ministry of Magic, is the winner of the First Class Merlin Medal, how could it be..."

But he knew Professor McGonagall's character, she never said anything false, Fudge was a little confused and hesitantly watched the battle on the bridge.

It was already the most critical moment. Snape had been using hidden black magic, and his effect on dementors was not obvious, so he could only barely support him.

The dementors became irritable, and the flames that Sirius shook became weaker and weaker. Finally, one of the dementors flew past him and swept away his only remaining memory of happiness.

"No" his wand fell down.

The defense was vacant, and more dementors rushed up. The silver mist that Harry supported became thinner and thinner. He felt himself holding a mountain and bent down overwhelmed.

Various hallucinations began to appear in his mind. He heard his mother's voice again. This time it was particularly clear. He tried his best to resist, but his reaction became weaker and weaker.

Then, Harry found himself surrounded by a warm force, and he heard a gentle voice saying, "Harry, cheer up and think of happy memories..."

Harry found himself free from the influence of the dementor. He woke up again and glanced quickly for a week, keenly noticing that the silver light was brewing in the tip of Snape's staff, but before he could think too much, seven or eight steps away from himself, he saw his godfather lying on the ground, a dementor leaned over and lifted the tattered hood on his head, revealing a rotten hole that looked like a mouth, and he even smelled a rotten breath.
To be continued...