This is not going how he'd hoped. Lupin wasn't exactly convincing but anytime he said something that could easily have led into – at the very least – jail time Albus would swiftly move the conversation away.
Honestly, Severus has begun to get a worrying suspicion that Black is about to found innocent. The whole Peter Pettigrew is Alive business is compelling.
"Continue telling us about today please Remus." Albus says in an unbearably smug tone that Severus just knows is directed at him.
"I asked Tonks about Sirius, to try and work out if they knew he wasn't a dog, and due to my language they mistook me as a previous owner. They thought I'd abused him." Lupin glares, quite obviously, at the minister; probably imagining eating him. Severus hopes he does – Fudge dead and Lupin executed. Happy, happy thoughts. "They tried to apparate away but I grabbed their arm and came along for the ride. Inside I explained who I was and what was going on. They, erm, thought I was mad. Then Charlie turned up and Sirius gave us a newspaper clipping."
Severus stops listening. He's already heard all of this twice. Why couldn't one of them make some sort of terrible and obvious mistake? Or at the very least, why couldn't they make it sound more like they'd colluded on a story? But no everyone had to focus on different things and have enough perspective change that they couldn't have been confunded. Honestly. The inconvenience.