HP Magic Biography

Fan Lin shook his hand slightly. He didn't have the ability to control Peter Pettigrew, but it was still very easy to control Ron. Ron's body just flew towards him.

Professor Lupine... Fan Lin called out. As a classroom of Defense Against the Dark Arts, Lupine should have some emergency plans for this situation.

Lupine frowned slightly. The Weasley family were very loyal and upright people. They had fought side by side in the Order of the Phoenix. As a family of pure-blood wizards, all of them had unicorn tail hair in their wands. Therefore, he didn't believe that the youngest boy in the Weasley family in front of him would use such an evil spell to attack his friend, even if he was motivated by jealousy, he would not be able to use the Killing Curse.

It's the Imperius Curse! Lupine whispered, and he sighed, obviously saddened by what happened to Ron.

I don't know how long Ron has been controlled by the Imperius Curse, and what is the degree of control of the Imperius Curse. The damage to Ron's soul cannot be estimated at the moment.

Damn it! Fan Lin said fiercely, he didn't notice it at first, even if he suspected it, he did it in order not to scare the snake...

The Imperius Curse? Harry exclaimed, What about Ron now... I mean...

I'm sorry, Harry... Lupine sighed, I'm not sure what's going on with Weasley, but... I think Dumbledore should be able to, he's the greatest white wizard...

Harry nodded with some difficulty, and he shifted his gaze to Peter Pettigrew, his eyes were full of anger.

Peter also heard the conversation here. Obviously, he has completely lost the chance to gain Harry's trust. In fact, he has never had it. From the moment he was forced out of the prototype, he was destined to Failure.

Oh... no... Peter knelt on the ground, his whole body crawled down, and he begged with his hands fitting.

Pettigrew turned on his knees,

Shaking forward, grabbing the hem of Hermione's robes.

Good girl... smart girl... you... you won't let them... help me...

Hermione pulled the robe out of Pete Peter's grip. He backed himself up against the wall, looking terrified. Pettigrew knelt, shaking uncontrollably, and slowly turned his head towards Harry. Harry...Harry...you really look like your dad...just like him...

How dare you speak to Harry? Black roared. How dare you face him? How dare you speak of James in front of him?

Harry, Peter Pettigrew whispered, walking towards him, arms outstretched, Harry, James won't let me be killed...James will understand, Harry...he'll treat me Mercy... Both Black and Lupine stepped forward, grabbing Peter Pettigrew's shoulders. Throw him on the floor. He sat there, staring up at them.

You betrayed Lily and James to Voldemort, said Black, who was also trembling. Do you deny it?

Pettigrew burst into tears. It was a horrible look; he looked like an oversized bald baby shivering on the floor.

Sirius, Sirius, what can I do? The Dark Lord...you don't know...his weapons you can't imagine...I was scared, Sirius, I have never had you, Lupine, And Jaime's brave. I never did it on purpose... the man who can't even be named forced me to...

Don't lie! Blake growled. Before Lily and James died, you have been passing information to him for a year! You are his spy!

He—he's meddling everywhere! gasped Peter Pettigrew. What's the—what's the use of refusing him?

What's the use of fighting the most evil lord that ever lived? said Blake, frighteningly furious. Just to save innocent lives, Peter!

You don't understand! lamented Peter Pettigrew. He's going to kill me, Sirius!

Then you're damned! Blake yelled. It's better to die than to betray a friend, and we'll do it for you!

Black and Lupine stood side by side, wands raised.

You should understand, said Lupine quietly, that if Voldemort doesn't kill you, we will. Farewell, Peter.

Hermione covered her face with her hands and turned to the wall.

No! Harry yelled. He ran forward, standing in front of Peter Pettigrew, facing the two wands. You can't kill him, he said, out of breath, you can't.

Both Black and Lupine were shocked.

Harry, this rascal has cost you both your parents, growled Blake. This cringeworthy filth won't let you die. You heard what he just said. His own scum is bigger than yours. The lives of the whole family are important.

I see, Harry gasped, we'll take him to the castle. We'll give him to the dementors. He can go to Azkaban...just don't kill him.

Harry! gasped Peter Pettigrew, putting his arms around Harry's knees, you—thank you...that's doing me a favor...thank you...

Let go of me, said Harry spat, shaking Pettigrew's hand in disgust, and he kicked Pettigret aside hard. I didn't do this for you. In fact, I wanted to kill You, whether it's what you did to my parents, or what you did to Ron...I do it because I don't think my dad would want his best friend to kill someone - especially someone like you.

You really can't kill him... Fan Lin said, he agreed with Harry's statement, he also planned so at the beginning, the living Peter Pettigrew will always be more useful than the dead mouse.

Harry nodded towards Fan Lin, he was not surprised by Fan Lin's support, it was a tacit understanding between the two.

I don't understand... Sirius said a little annoyed, This kind of person living here is an insult to wizards and the biggest irony to Hogwarts. He has done so much...why can't he be killed? !

Calm down, Blake! Lupine relieved, I think Van Lin must have a reason for saying this, you know, I trust him, just like I trust Harry, we can catch Peter Pettigrew , I would also like to thank Fan Lin...

I know, I know... Black was a little annoyed, but...well...well, you say...but if you can't convince me, I still want...although the decision is in Harry's hand.

A living Peter is more useful than a dead mouse... Fan Lin said, he kicked the trembling Peter viciously into the middle, Although I really want to use some kind of magic spell to remove him from this world Erase on...

Hearing this, Peter trembled even more. He continued to beg, bowing down before the crowd.

Please, I too...have to...don't...don't kill me...

Damn it, shut up! With a flick of Sirius' wand, a tongue-locking spell entered Peter's body.

Thank you... Fan Lin said, he wanted to do the same, but unfortunately his magic power was not much.

It's finally clean, now you can say it, I still say that, if you don't...

This has something to do with you, Sirius. Fan Lin said suddenly, which startled Sirius.

About me? Sirius asked.

That's right...you know why you entered Azkaban. Fan Lin said, If Peter died here, what's the difference from before? If he died, then he His honor is completely secured, no one can deprive him of the honor of being a Hogwarts warrior, and his Order of Merlin, First Class, will also lie safely in his empty tomb. The last thing you want, Sirius, you You will never be able to appear in front of the crowd alive, and if you do, what awaits you will be the wands of the crowd, the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic, and the dementors...

Harry gasped. If that was the case, it would have been too bad for such a long time. A dead Peter was of no use at all.

You mean, let him clean up my grievances? Sirius asked, he seemed a little moved, but the opportunity to kill Peter with his own hands was right in front of him, and his temptation was obviously beyond doubt of.

Yes, you know, the Ministry of Magic will not believe what we say, even with an adult wizard, or even Peter's body, no matter what, they will not drop the charges against you, because things like this It's a huge scandal for the Ministry of Magic, think about it, you were thrown into Azkaban without a trial...

No one moved or made a sound except Peter Pettigrew. Peter Pettigrew clutched his chest, gasping for breath. Black and Lupine looked at each other. After a while, their wands were lowered.

Okay...but... Sirius sighed, turning his head to Harry.

You're the only one with a right to decide, Harry, said Black, but think about... think about what he's done...

He could go to Azkaban, Harry continued, if anyone should go there, it's him...

Pettigrew was still panting behind him.

Very well, said Lupine, stand back, Harry.

Harry hesitated. I'm going to tie him up, said Lupine, meaning nothing else. I swear. Harry backed away. This time it was Lupin's wand that shot the tape. In a moment Peter Pettigrew was bound and gagged, writhing on the floor. But if you Shapeshift, Peter, growled Black, pointing his own wand at Peter Pettigrew, and we'll kill you. Do you agree, Harry? Harry looked down at the poor thing on the floor, and nodded so Pettigrew could see too.

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