Oblivious

Scabbers, who had been hiding in Ron's pocket, quietly poked his head out to listen to their conversation.

"So you support my quest for revenge against Black?" Harry asked, recovering from his surprise.

Ivan did not nod or shake his head. Instead, he asked solemnly, "Then are you really prepared to fight the other party?

Let's not talk about failure for a moment. Let's say you succeed in defeating him and the traitor is standing right in front of you. What would you do then?"

Harry, imagining this, looked pleased and was about to speak when Ivan continued.

"Chop off his hands and feet and cut him up? Or watch him die with the Cruciatus Curse?"

As Ivan went on about the cruel punishments, Harry froze and stared at him in terror.

Scabbers, who was hiding in Ron's pocket, was tugging at the bag with his paws, shaking with fear. Did he have to be so brutal?

"I… of course I won't do it… I'll capture Black and send him to Azkaban… to be attacked by Dementors!" Harry stammered after a long moment.

Ivan couldn't help but lament that Harry was more naive than he had been in his previous life, without his second year meeting Tom Riddle and facing the basilisk head-on.

"But you should know very well that if you lose a battle with the other side, they will likely do the same to you, don't you?"

"So what? I'd kill him if I had the chance!" Harry said through gritted teeth.

"But what are you going to rely on to fight? The Disarming Charm? The Stunning Charm? The Petrification Charm? Wake up… you don't stand a chance!" Ivan shook his head.

Reality is not a fairy tale, as in the old world, if Voldemort had not been so obsessed with his prophecy that he insisted on killing Harry with his bare hands, and had not been so driven by the main character's diminished intelligence, Harry would not have died even if he had ten lives!

Harry fell silent. He wanted to retort, but he knew Ivan was right. He was no match for Sirius Black.

However, he could not stand by and watch Black, who had betrayed his parents and caused them to be murdered by Lord Voldemort, go unpunished.

When he learned of the incident from Malfoy, the desire for revenge ate away at him like a poisonous snake.

It was clear that her father James trusted Black and considered him his best friend, and chose him as his secret keeper.

However, this disgraceful traitor did not hesitate to betray her parents and threw herself into Voldemort's arms!

Harry couldn't imagine how disappointed his parents would be when they realised it was their most trusted friend who had betrayed them when they were attacked by Lord Voldemort, thinking they were safe in their refuge.

Ivan saw the change in Harry's expression and guessed his thoughts, so he chose his words carefully.

"Harry, as I said earlier, I have no intention of stopping you from taking your revenge, but we should at least have a plan rather than rushing to our deaths, and you don't even know where Black is, do you?"

Ivan was frustrated. He had not expected Harry to find out about this at this point, and with his preconceived notion of what was happening, it would be difficult to defend Black.

The questions he had asked Harry, in addition to advising him to stay put and wait for him to make his own plans, were meant to be probing.

As a result, it is clear that Harry, due to his age and good nature, had no intention of killing anyone who indirectly killed his father, but was very prejudiced against Sirius Black.

Ivan even suspected that if he revealed Peter Pettigrew's identity now, he would quickly gain Harry's trust, and Ron would definitely protect his mouse anyway, refusing to admit that his pet of many years was actually a bald old man who had become…

And everyone's impression of Peter Pettigrew is that he is now a true hero and the recipient of the Order of Merlin of the First Class!

Even if he were to reveal Peter Pettigrew's identity, there was a good chance that Peter Pettigrew would pretend to be a victim and take advantage of the situation.

It would definitely cause a commotion and attract the attention of many students and professors, and even if he could convince them with his words and Peter Pettigrew's Dark Mark, it would be impossible to hide the truth!

The following day, the Ministry of Magic would rush to Peter's custody, and one night, Peter Pettigrew would be killed by an "uncontrollable" Dementor.

Therefore, it would be better to gather Harry, Sirius, Lupin, Peter and the others in a secluded place in Hogsmeade and explain the situation to them.

Once I've dealt with Lupin, Harry and the others, I'll think about trying to convince McGonagall and the others…

While Ivan was deep in thought, Ron, who had been listening for a long time, finally realised that Ivan was trying to persuade Harry not to act rashly.

"Ivan's right, you can't beat Black! Remember what we read in the Daily Prophet? Black blew up an entire street with one spell, killing a dozen Muggles! We couldn't beat him even if we were tied together!

Also, tomorrow is the first game of Quidditch, so think of all the normal stuff, Wood and the others are waiting for you to catch the Golden Snitch and win this year's trophy together!"

Ron was quick-witted enough to remember Harry's favourite Quidditch game, and insisted that Harry was the hope of Gryffindor House as a Seeker and should not screw up!

Harry was in no mood to play, but as Ron had said, Quidditch was not his alone, and he would be a sinner to the House if his personal troubles caused Gryffindor to lose!

I'm even more sorry for the hard work of the other players…

With this in mind, Harry turned his attention away from the duel with Black and focused instead on the upcoming Quidditch match, trying to adjust himself so that he would not be distracted during the match the next day.

Ivan and Ron were relieved to see that Harry had finally given up on trying to change the subject, and after some more small talk about changing the subject, they went to bed.

As she lay in bed in a daze, Ivan felt as if he had forgotten something today. He tilted his head and saw a motionless mouse by the window, its eyes open as if it were deep in thought.

After confirming that everyone was asleep, Ivan quietly slipped out of bed, went to the window, and lifted his wand.

"You know too much today… it's all over!"

After Ivan finished speaking, there was only a soft squeak in the silent dormitory…