Hogwarts: I am the White Demon King

Fred and George flew through the night sky on their brooms, the cold wind whistling past their ears. Of all the pursuers, they were temporarily the closest to the Death Eaters.

However, even with them waving their wands to create afterimages and firing spells like they were free, they still couldn't slow the five figures ahead down even a bit.

Fred's face showed anxiety. While urging his broom to its maximum speed, he turned his head and shouted to George beside him.

"Hey, George, this isn't working! We're not fast enough. If this keeps up, they'll break through the school gates!"

George gritted his teeth, his hands gripping the broom handle tightly. The wind messed up his hair, making his voice sound somewhat fragmented.

"I know! Use the secret weapon, Fred!" he roared, a hint of excitement in his eyes. "And use our most powerful one!"

Fred's eyes lit up. He nodded, a smile of excitement appearing on his face: "Let's do it. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

With that, he pulled a huge firework from the undetectable extension charm bag that Sebastian had rewarded them with. The firework's shell was pitch black, covered with golden runes, and faintly emitted a weak red glow.

Fred clamped his legs around the flying broom, reached out, and gently tapped the firework with his wand. A spark instantly shot out, igniting the fuse. His voice rang out in the wind, filled with undisguised excitement.

"Here comes the Little Flyer!"

The firework emitted a piercing screech as it was released, flying towards the black shadows ahead like a missile. When it was still a dozen meters away from the shadows, it suddenly exploded, the dazzling light like a small sun blooming in the night sky.

Immediately afterward, a dragon made of flames roared out from the exploding firework!

The fire dragon was completely enveloped in raging flames, carrying an aura of destruction. Its wings suddenly spread open, almost covering most of the sky, and a long tail of flame drew a dazzling arc in the air.

The five black shadows clearly felt the threat. The three black shadows in the front flew even faster and more nimbly, trying their best to distance themselves to the sides to avoid the fire dragon's pursuit. However, the two black shadows behind them were slightly slower and had not had time to adjust their positions before they were locked on by the fire dragon.

It suddenly opened its huge mouth and pounced straight down towards the two black shadows.

Boom — — — —

The shockwave spread out like ripples. The two black shadows, like kites with broken strings, tumbled and fell in the air, smoke rising from their bodies, as if they had just experienced a volcanic eruption.

Rodolphus fell heavily to the ground, instantly feeling dizzy. Before he could even get up, he found himself surrounded by a group of students holding wands.

Unlike the other students, these students all wore black hoods on their heads, leaving only two holes at the eyes.

However, the dark green patterns on their wizard robes made it easy to see that these were all Slytherin students.

"You dare stop me?! Get out of the way, I'm carrying out the Dark Lord's mission!" Rodolphus roared angrily, struggling to get up from the ground with a dizzy head.

However, as soon as he moved his arm, Rodolphus was overwhelmed by various spells. Until he passed out, he never thought that one day he would be stopped by his own people from Slytherin House.

Only then did a student say in a muffled voice.

"Scaring us with the Dark Lord, bah! We only recognize Professor Swann now!"

"Fortunately, we ambushed here early, otherwise our house would be the only one that didn't 'open for business' all night, that would be embarrassing."

"Take our spoils and go!"

On the other side, while the Slytherin students surrounded Rodolphus, Harry had already caught up with another plump figure falling from the sky with the speed of the Firebolt—Peter Pettigrew.

Unlike Rodolphus, Peter was not completely dazed, but affected by the firework, he could not maintain the black smoke flying form and could only fall to the ground in a disheveled manner.

Just as he was about to touch the ground, Peter showed his usual cunning and agility. He used his Animagus form without hesitation, instantly transforming into a fat rat, and darted into the dense bushes like a wild horse off its leash.

It was too late to fly to the school gate. It would be better to use the rat's form to play a game of hide-and-seek.

For ordinary pursuers, this trick was indeed clever. The rat's small size, coupled with the pitch-black night, allowed him to completely hide in the bushes.

However, he underestimated his opponent—Harry Potter. As a well-trained Seeker, Harry had extremely sharp dynamic vision, and even the slightest abnormal movement could not escape his eyes.

The instant Peter transformed, Harry reacted just as quickly. He pulled out a magic lamp from his undetectable extension charm bag. The light from the lamp was as bright as a searchlight, instantly illuminating Peter's figure, leaving him nowhere to hide.

"Very clever, but you can't escape." A sneer appeared on the corner of Harry's mouth as he controlled the Firebolt to chase relentlessly.

Peter charged wildly through the bushes, his heart filled with panic. Although he ran with all his might, his speed was still no match for the speed of the broom.

Just then, a familiar voice came from afar: "Harry, I'm here!"

Ron rode his broom and chased after him. Without Harry saying anything, he took the magic lamp and steadily locked onto Peter's figure.

With Ron's assistance, Harry's pursuit became even easier. He controlled the broom to descend rapidly, waving his wand repeatedly, and several spells shot out quickly, cutting through the air and heading straight for Peter.

Peter Pettigrew was terrified. He knew that if he was caught, his fate would be unimaginable. The only way out was—the Forbidden Forest!

The vegetation there was denser and the environment was darker. As long as he ran into the Forbidden Forest, he could survive!

Faster! Faster!

Damn legs, run faster!

Just then, an extremely precise spell came from behind and hit his body hard.

"Ah!" Peter screamed, his whole body rising into the air under the impact of the magic, and then fell heavily to the ground.

To make matters worse, he felt his Animagus form being forcibly dispelled. The rat form was instantly released, restoring him to human form.

The haunting Harry Potter!

The hope of escape was completely shattered. A desperate and twisted madness surged in Peter's heart. He picked up his wand and was about to go for broke.

More than ten years ago, he blew up half a block of Muggles. This time, he wanted to create an even more earth-shattering explosion.

Even in death, he had to drag someone down with him!

Unfortunately, Harry didn't give him the slightest chance. An invisible blade flew over and directly cut off the wand in Peter's hand.

Then, a stunning spell hit the target directly. Peter's eyes rolled back, his head drooping heavily, and his body collapsed to the ground like a pile of rags, completely losing consciousness.

"Cool! Harry, congratulations on catching this traitor."

Ron cheered and flew to Harry's side, watching him take out a chain and lock Peter tightly.

"It's a pity, the three Death Eaters in the front can't be caught at all. They have already opened the school gate and escaped."

Harry nodded. He was just about to call Ron to fly in the sky to watch Sebastian and Voldemort's battle when he heard a burst of crying coming from the direction of the castle.