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"Shh, Fang, it's us!" said Hermione, hurrying over and scratching his ears to quieten him. "That was really close!" she said to Harry.
"But --" Harry looked at him, aghast. How could Dumbledore take this so calmly?
"Minister, listen!" Harry said. "Sirius Black's innocent! Peter Pettigrew faked his own death! We saw him tonight! You can't let the dementors do that thing to Sirius, he's --"
Hermione's mouth was slightly open by the time Harry had finished.
Harry looked up at him. Dumbledore wouldn't laugh -- he could tell Dumbledore...
Harry told Lupin what had happened. When he'd finished, Lupin was smiling again.
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"Precisely. Now, we should aim to get in a few good compliments at dinner. Petunia, any ideas?"
It was certainly nothing like Santa Claus. It was small and leathery looking, with a large, knobby, bald head exactly like a potato. Ron held it at arm's length as it kicked out at him with its horny little feet; he grasped it around the ankles and turned it upside down.
"D' you reckon he's up there yet?" said Harry, checking his watch. He looked up at the castle and began counting the windows to the right of the West Tower.
Lower and lower went the flying car. The edge of a brilliant red sun was now gleaming through the trees.
"He hates Sirius," Hermione said desperately. "All because of some stupid trick Sirius played on him --"
"Indeed?" said Dumbledore. "Er -- stranger than usual, you mean?"
"Yes...," said Black. "But I'm also -- I don't know if anyone ever told you -- I'm your godfather."
"Lily and James only made you Secret-Keeper because I suggested it," Black hissed, so venomously that Pettigrew took a step backward. "I thought it was the perfect plan... a bluff... Voldemort would be sure to come after me, would never dream they'd use a weak, talentless thing like you.... It must have been the finest moment of your miserable life, telling Voldemort you could hand him the Potters."