Black didn't hesitate.

"I'm willing to drink it to prove that what I said is true."

Lin En curled his lips: "What you promised is refreshing, but it's my medicine."

The total of three bottles of real-life sperm he had reserved is only one bottle left.

The first bottle was so wasteful. When Ivanov was given three drops, he only had three drops, but in order to save trouble, he directly filled him a whole bottle.

Lynn walked to Black with the spitting agent.

"Open your mouth."

He dripped three drops into Black's mouth with a dropper, and soon Black's eyes were confused and entered a hazy state.

Harry hesitated and didn't know what to ask, or he actually believed in his heart that what Blake said was true, but he had not made up his mind to face this fact.

Lynn patted his shoulder.

"Actually you don't need to think so much, just ask him one question."

Harry and Lynn looked at each other and understood what he meant.

He asked at Black with his lips pursed, his voice tremblingly.

"Are all the things you just said true?"

Black was silent for a few seconds before answering.

“It’s all true.”

The next moment, Ron fell to the ground; Harry also widened his eyes and looked at Black with a bruised nose and swollen face and seemed very at a loss; Hermione grew up and couldn't speak at all; Lupin looked relieved, and he had already believed him when he listened to Black's story.

Lynn was not doing anything else at this time, and was holding the camera and finding a suitable angle to take a family photo of their own wonderful expressions.

The air in the cellar seemed to condense, and no one spoke until Black woke up from the state of vomiting real medicine.

"Did you also send the firebolt I received today?" Harry asked softly.

Black smiled and said, "You performed great on the court, just like your father back then. I saw Harry in your game, and only the best broomstick can match you."

Harry said guiltily as he looked at Black's face, which was now swollen like a pig's head.

"I'm sorry, I'll beat you like this."

"You don't need to be sorry for this. This is the punishment I deserve. I have wanted you to beat me like this. After all, I killed your parents."

"No, it's not your fault! It's all Peter! It's him who framed you."

The scene of father and son recognizing each other is very touching, but it seems a bit embarrassing when the son just beat me into a pig's head and then recognizing each other.

Although Harry is not Black's own son, his identity as a godfather and son is basically second only to his own father and son.

So theoretically speaking, Black is now the guardian of Harry's closest relationship, and it was admitted by Harry's biological parents.

But compared to this little embarrassment, Black obviously has more important things to ask.

"Has Peter really been lost? Have you ever found him?"

Everyone looked at Ron. Ron was really depressed. Although there was no ironclad evidence, Banban turned into a short and chunky bald witch in front of him, but the facts had been proved that he could not deceive himself.

"He disappeared silently after the sports meeting. At that time, I thought he was eaten by Hermione's cat, so I had a big fight with Hermione, and he has never appeared since then."

Black's face looked ugly, and he was pacing in the cellar.

"He ran away from Hogwarts, and it would be difficult for him to catch him next time. He would definitely run far away and even leave Britain."

After learning the truth of the matter, Harry naturally transferred all his previous hatred for Black to Peter. He raised his head and looked at Lynn with a hope.

"Can you predict Peter's position again? Just like you predicted that the worm tail was my enemy before."

"You said he predicted that Peter was your enemy?" Blake looked incredible, "Then why should I catch me?"

Harry whispered: "Linn predicted it right, but I thought you were the worm tail."

Black shook his head, not wondering why Harry contacted him with such a code name, but also looked at Lynn.

"I have been in Azkaban for too long and never expected that Hogwarts would have students with such high talent in prophecy."

Lynn rolled his eyes. If it weren't for knowing that Blake didn't know that he had no talent for prophecy, the tone would have seemed to be mocking him.

"Don't praise me, it's useless to praise me. Prophecy is not something that can be used just by using it. Only when you feel it can you predict it successfully. What can you say in a normal state?

There is no need to predict Lynn knows where Peter is now.

But this fat mouse was his precious bait. He was loyal enough to help Harry and his son reunite. If he helped them capture Peter, it would be their daydream.

Harry's face suddenly became disappointed, and Luping comforted them.

"In comparison to revenge, is it not that you should clear Sirius's charges? Next, besides the Peter incident, the most important thing to consider is what to do in Sirius' future life."

After hearing Lupin's words, Black reacted.

He looked at Harry nervously and stammered.

"I think Harry...I'm back now, and your parents asked me to be your godfather when you were born. So would you like to live with me?"

"Why not?" Harry said with a shiny look on his face, "Of course I'm very happy!"

However, just as they were all in joy, Lynn poured a basin of cold water on them.

"Don't think too simple. You know that Black has cleared her innocence, but the Aurors and Dementors of the Ministry of Magic don't know that as long as he appears in the public eye, he will definitely be hunted down. Let Harry follow Black now, should he escape with him?"

Lynn was telling the truth, and Harry and Black immediately became frowning again.

Harry begged as he looked at Lynn.

"You must have a solution, right? Lynn? You must know how to help Sirius clear his grievances. We all know that he is actually a good person."

Instead of answering Harry first, Lynn checked the photos he took in his camera.

After he was sure that he had taken all the photos he wanted, he regarded them as the rewards paid by Harry and Black, and said with a shrugging.

"Let's go, let's go to Professor Dumbledore first, explain the whole story to him clearly, and I guarantee that he will believe what you said."
Chapter completed!