Harry Potter Platinum Glory

"Lucius, are you still there?" Pettigrew saw Lucius' figure dissipate, and immediately became nervous again. He looked around and shouted softly. Lucius, who was hiding in the dark, looked at Peter Pettigrew's cowardly appearance, and couldn't help but secretly laugh in his heart. He was too lazy to reappear and waved his cane. A small spot of light flew out from the tip of his cane and slammed into Peter Pettigrew's buttocks, and a flower exploded with a 'boom'.

"Whoops!" Peter Pettigrew clutched his butt, jumped up a foot high, and then landed heavily on the ground, touching his painful buttocks. In his heart, he was not angry but happy. It seemed that Lucius was indeed following him secretly. Lucius was more capable than himself, so he thought of this. Pettigrew Peter's courage immediately became stronger, what is a vampire, with me and Lucius, it's not a matter of hand in hand to subdue you. It seems that the position of the fortmaster has always been mine.

Peter Pettigrew stood up, patted his butt, and thought triumphantly, when I sit on the fortmaster, I must teach a good lesson to the guy who bullied me before 17 hits. I'll let them clean my shoes with their tongues, and then I'll whip them a hundred lashes each. Let these little eyes look down on me. Thinking of this, he felt very relieved, and he held his head high and started walking towards the vampire's lair.

At dusk, Peter Pettigrew came to the edge of a dark forest, where the vampire's lair was located. He stood on a higher mound on the edge of the forest and looked into the Black Forest. In the middle of the forest stood a tall old castle. The exterior of the castle looks dilapidated, and it seems to have been abandoned for a long time. The dark walls are covered with various vines. Peter Pettigrew understands that this is a deception. There is a large abandoned cemetery near the castle.

At this time, the ancient castle in the black forest was silent, and occasionally a few strange crows pierced the sky.

When the cold wind blew, Peter Pettigrew couldn't help shrinking his neck, swallowed hard, and his heart started beating wildly again. The idea of ​​running away sprouted in his mind again.

"Lucius, are you...are you still there?" Peter called softly around, but the only response to him was the rustling of the wind and the trees and the flapping of the crow's wings.

Just when he thought that Lucius was not by his side, a cane suddenly appeared and held back his heart again. Peter Pettigrew raised his hands in fright, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead, for fear that Lucius would see his thoughts of running away.

"Stop dawdling, Wormtail, hurry in! It's a great achievement for you to see a vampire." Lucius pointed to the ancient castle in the Black Forest and sneered.

"Will you come in with me?" Peter Pettigrew turned and asked in a low voice.

"Of course." Lucius answered without any hesitation, "Go boldly, I will protect you secretly. If you want to run, hehe."

Peter Pettigrew felt that the tip of his wand disappeared from his heart. He knew that Lucius had disappeared again, and it seemed that escape was impossible. He gave himself the courage to pull out his wand and lift his legs into the black forest. middle.

Looking at Peter Pettigrew's back disappearing in the forest, Lucius, who was hiding in the dark, showed a mocking smile on his face, Peter, do you think I will accompany you to die? It is impossible to run away, goodbye my friend, I hope that when I see you again, you are not a corpse.

Peter Pettigrew, holding his wand, carefully stepped on the pitch-black soil step by step. All the surrounding trees had withered, exuding bursts of death. This is the land of eternal night created by vampires, with densely intertwined withered branches. Together, they form an airtight net that blocks the entire sky and the sun that vampires fear most. Occasionally, a few crows stared at Peter Pettigrew with pitch-black eyes between the branches.

"Fluorescent twinkle." Peter Pettigrew's wand tip lit up a little brightly. This made the fear in his heart subsided a lot. The surroundings are getting darker and darker, the sun has completely set, and a scarlet blood moon sticks its head out of the dark cloud, like a huge blood-colored demon pupil watching Peter Pettigrew's every move.

Peter Pettigrew became more and more frightened as he walked. It was pitch black all around and he couldn't tell the direction. He wanted to turn back and exit the Black Forest, but he could not find the way he came from. effect. Peter Pettigrew thought that Lucius was still following him, so he braved and moved on.

"Flap la la!" The sound of a large group of bats flapping their wings passed over Peter Pettigrew's head, and he was so frightened that he hugged his head and lay on the ground, curled up into a ball. After waiting for a long time, there was no sound, and then he raised his head again, relying on the little fluorescent light on the tip of his wand to look around, it was still pitch black, and he couldn't see anything. Peter Pettigrew can't see, it doesn't mean there is nothing in the darkness, there are countless blood-red eyes in this dark silence, watching his every move from the moment his feet step on the dark soil.

Peter Pettigrew's calf trembling completely made him unable to exert himself. He could only crawl on the ground and move forward a little bit. He imagined himself as a soldier who bravely marched forward under the enemy's artillery fire. He crawled forward to avoid the enemy's artillery fire. If the idea was known to Augustus, he would be delighted.

"Who are you?" A low and cold voice suddenly came from the darkness.

"Ah!" Peter Pettigrew immediately stopped moving, holding his wand in front of his chest, and looking around vigilantly.

"Who are you, dare to disturb the rest of our noble race." This deep voice sounded again.

Peter Pettigrew finally found the source of the voice, right behind him. Peter Pettigrew raised his wand, turned around quickly, and looked behind him with full alertness. The faint fluorescent light on his wand revealed a slender figure not far away. He was walking towards Peter step by step.

"Who are you!, hurry up, report your name quickly." Peter Pettigrew pretended to be tough to cover up the fear in his heart, and he stepped back with his hands and feet.

The person who came soon appeared in front of him, and under the light of fluorescent light, Peter Pettigrew saw a black cloak wrapped around his slender body, with a cruel smile on his handsome face, especially the iconic fangs in the fluorescent light. It looked very gloomy under the light.