Harry Potter and the Secret Treasure

He thought of what Ai Wen said to himself again, these dementors came to catch him, and they wanted to suck his soul away!

Peter Pettigrew could no longer care about Ron who was struggling in his arms, and he couldn't care less about controlling the boy. He looked at Black, Ivan, Harry, Hermione, who were getting closer and closer, and surrounded by him from afar. The dementor coming, he instinctively wants to run away!

Too many things happened tonight, completely beyond his grasp.

He didn't want to delay for a moment, he suddenly realized that he was too weak, too cowardly, too humble, he was not going to carry out this failed plot, he didn't have the courage to stay here!

He's going to find the Dark Lord, he's going to hide behind the strong like before...

For the weak, hiding behind the strong is the wisest choice.

Chapter 158 Ron Breaking Out of Control

Ivan looked at the absurd scene in front of him in surprise. Pettigrew Peter and Ron rolled and wrestled together on the ground. Ron cried hoarsely, calling the names of himself, Harry, and Hermione. Peter Pettigrew, who was on his body, let out bursts of sharp screams from time to time, like a pig about to be slaughtered.

Peter Pettigrew wanted to escape, but Ron held him tightly and prevented him from escaping.

Ron was so strong that it was impossible for Peter to try to point the end of his wand at Ron.

"Come here, I caught him..."

"Let go, Ron! Please, my gracious master!" screamed Peter Pettigrew. "You won't let them catch me, will you? I'm your rat, and I'm a good pet."

"I won't trust you anymore, I'm such a bastard, look what I've done..." Ron's tears flowed out uncontrollably.

"Son, I'm helping you, I'm on your side..."

"Shut up!" Ron interrupted Peter Pettigrew, who stared at him in extreme disgust, "You ugly, dirty bastard, I betrayed my friend because of you!"

"That's your own will!" Peter Pettigrew said hastily, his expression contorted with madness, "Think about it, Ron! How many times have you been crying secretly under the covers by yourself? How much have you ever been?" Envious and jealous of Harry, envious of his attention? And that Aiwen, that nasty guy took away Hermione and took the credit that belonged to you! You said that you would make him regret it, you would make him He paid for it."

"No!" Ron was heartbroken, Peter Pettigrew's words were touching his nerves, he didn't want to think about these things, he shook his head vigorously, and shouted desperately, "I'd rather die than Believe in you again! I would rather die than betray my friends again."

"Well said, Ron!"

"You are the best, Ron!" Hearing Ron's shout, Harry also cried and responded, "You broke free from the control of the Imperius Curse by your own strength, you are a hero, a well-deserved hero .”

"You are our best friend and we all believe in you!"

Ivan, Harry, and Hermione ran forward, approaching the two people who were fighting.

In front of them, Black rushed forward first.

"No, don't come here!" Seeing Black's hideous expression, Peter Pettigrew uttered a shrill cry.

His eyes were wide open, and the expression on his face was utterly terrified.

Peter Pettigrew understood that if he was caught by Black, he would kill him without hesitation without waiting for the dementor to make a move.

This time, no one will plead for me again!

Unable to let this happen, he swung his arms and wand roughly.

Ron, who was holding his right hand tightly, was rolling on the ground like a broken rag doll, with blood all over his body.

But no matter how hard Peter tried, Ron gritted his teeth and insisted on not letting go.With his physical condition, he was no match for Peter Pettigrew.

But facing the crazy Ron, it was impossible for Peter to get rid of him in a short time.

Peter Pettigrew didn't dare to transform, he was afraid that if he didn't break free from Ron, he would fall into a more passive situation instead.

"Let go, Ron, let go..." Peter Pettigrew struggled, the wand in his hand glowed from time to time, and he fought with the most primitive strength.

The two of them were rolling on the field. Peter Pettigrew seemed to have touched a stone with his free left hand. He raised the stone and swung it hard at Ron's head.

Bang!

Under the cold moonlight, Peter Pettigrew saw the blood on Ron's face, and he seemed to faint.

Ron let go of the hands that had been holding Peter Pettigrew. Peter's heart moved slightly, and before he could take any action, he found that he had been caught by Sirius Black.Black was so strong that it almost tore him apart.

Black grabbed Peter Pettigrew's neck with his left hand, clenched his fist tightly with his right hand, and swung it towards his face.

One punch, two punches, three punches...

Under Black's angry attack, Peter Pettigrew didn't even have the strength to plead.

"Stop it, Sirius, you're going to kill him!" Ivan, Harry, and Hermione followed closely behind, and ran to help Ron who had fainted on the ground, "We'd better hurry up!" Son, the dementors are coming soon, we must go back to the castle!"

"I don't care about dementors, I'm going to kill this..."

"Leave me alone, Sirius... Dementor..." Peter Pettigrew murmured feebly.

His eyes wandered, but his right hand gripped even tighter, holding Ron's wand tightly.He seemed to be talking vaguely, Ivan only saw his lips moving, it seemed to be a spell, a very evil black magic, and he suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.

He tries to stop Peter Pettigrew, but it's too late!

"Dangerous, get out of here!" Ivan shouted hastily.

The others looked up, looking at him in surprise, and even Blake stopped.

They didn't know what happened, or why Aiwen said that.

Ai Wen didn't have time to explain, he pulled Hermione behind him and hugged her tightly.

The magic wand in his hand emitted a dazzling light, like a protective spell, forming a silver-white shield to protect them.

At the same time, five strange green sparks appeared one after the other from the end of Peter Pettigrew's wand, which were unusually obvious in the darkness.

Sirius Black froze for a moment, his memory flashed back to the Muggle street 12 years ago.He still remembered this magic, Peter Pettigrew, who had been sobbing in front of him at that time, also had five green sparks pop out from the end of his wand, and then...

boom! ! !

Flames blazed and there was a loud explosion from Peter Pettigrew's wand!

A big crater appeared on the ground, and Blake only had time to get away from Peter, and rolled aside vigorously, and then a violent explosion sent him flying far away, and his body fell heavily on the ground amidst the exclamation of several people.

The huge impact force brought by the mud and the explosion came head-on.

The magic barrier that Aiwen formed in a hurry was instantly shattered. They were too close to Peter Pettigrew. He held Hermione tightly in his arms, and both of them closed their eyes. At the end, a white ray of light flew over from the direction of the castle, and the magic that blocked Peter Pettigrew from leaving at the gate just now reappeared, erecting a brand new barrier in front of them.

The power of the explosion was too great. Although they were protected by magic, the four of them were ruthlessly blown away like boats floating in the storm.

The huge explosion made Ivan's head dizzy, and the roar gradually dissipated!

They seemed to be all right, Ivan heard Hermione and Harry shouting, he tried to raise his head, and saw Pettigrew Peter running away.

Peter's current appearance is extremely miserable, he doesn't even have the magic power to transform, and most of his body is bloody.Ron's wand was thrown aside. Peter had just held the wand's right hand, but the right hand missing a finger disappeared completely, turning into a pool of rotten meat on the ground, which became the price for using this black magic.

This extremely evil taboo magic requires the caster's flesh and blood as an activation medium.

12 years ago, Peter Pettigrew paid for a finger to use this magic, and now it's his entire right hand!

But he was still moving forward, struggling forward, his speed was very slow, gradually disappearing into the dark Forbidden Forest.

Aiwen hurriedly chased after him, knowing that he could not let Pettigrew Peter run away no matter what.

Ron had already escaped the control of the Imperius Curse by his own willpower. As long as Peter was caught, this year's incident would be a truly perfect ending.

Chapter 159 The Never Absent Grim Reaper

The Forbidden Forest at night was dark and silent.

With the help of the tracking potion, Ivan could feel that Pettigrew Peter was ahead, his speed was slow, but he kept moving forward.

His bloodstains were still scattered on the winding path.

"Fluorescent flickering!" There was a crisp, subtle sound, and the end of Ivan's wand emitted a faint light.

He hurried forward, and for about ten minutes, there was no sound in his ears except the snapping of branches and the rustling of leaves.Around him, the ancient trees that had grown for centuries became more and more dense, and the stars above his head were no longer visible. If it wasn't for the help of the tracking potion, Aiwen even thought he had lost the other party.

In the ancient Forbidden Forest, Alvin's magic wand shimmered alone in the endless darkness, and he found that Pettigrew Peter had deviated from the path.

Over a mossy stump, he could hear the gurgling of water.

Apparently there was a stream somewhere nearby.

With the faint light at the end of the wand, Ivan saw the figure of Peter Pettigrew disappearing behind a tall oak tree.He gripped his wand tightly and hurried after him.Although I was in a hurry, I couldn't walk very fast. There were tree roots and stumps everywhere on the ground, blocking the road, and I couldn't see it in the dark light.

Aiwen's clothes were caught by the nearby low branches and thorny vines, and he noticed that the nearby ground was sloping down, although the trees were still as dense as before.

Suddenly, he stopped abruptly, holding his wand firmly against his chest.

He could feel that besides himself and Peter Pettigrew, something else was rapidly approaching, and with the strange sound of rattling, it swished and slid on the fallen leaves near him.

Aiwen had to be careful, he had heard from Hagrid that there were many dangerous magical animals in the Forbidden Forest.

He concentrated his magic power on the wand, squinted his eyes, and took a few steps forward cautiously.

Peter Pettigrew had stopped, hiding behind the oak tree in front of him.

At the same time as Ivan approached the oak tree, under the reflection of the faint fluorescence of the wand, he suddenly saw the shadow of a huge, terrifying monster slantingly appearing on the ground.Before he could even turn around, something long, hairy picked him up by the side, leaving him hanging face down in mid-air.

Alvin struggled, waving his wand!

He heard the clicking sound again, it was the monster that grabbed him, and he was being dragged into the dark bush by the other party...

At the moment Alvin was attacked, Peter Pettigrew was shivering behind a huge oak tree.

He was panting heavily, his broken right hand was wrapped in a robe indiscriminately, and the serious injuries all over his body made him almost dying.

Boundless darkness enveloped him, he felt that he was about to die, and an unprecedented fear enveloped his heart.

He didn't understand why things had developed to this point, his plot was flawless.But since he met the 12-year-old boy in Lupine's office, the situation began to take a turn for the worse, and he even had to use the magic taught to him by the Dark Lord again, the forbidden black magic.

The last time he used this magic, he paid a price with one finger.

But this time, he gave a palm, and the strong backlash and explosion power brought by the black magic made him even have no strength to move now.

Click, click, click...

A strange voice came, and Peter Pettigrew struggled to raise his head.

The little frightened eyes bulged out, and he seemed to see something crawling down from the tree.

Click, click, click...

The strange sound was getting closer, and the thing was directly above his head.

This unknown monster seemed to be attracted by the smell of blood on his body.

Peter Pettigrew wanted to run away, but his body became weak and weak for a while. He fell back heavily, with fear written all over his sweaty and frightened face.

He didn't know what the monster was approaching above his head, but he knew that what would meet him would be death, and this was the price he deserved.

Peter Pettigrew couldn't remember how many times he had this nightmare, and he'd been waiting for this day ever since he betrayed James and Lily to Voldemort.

Now, death has finally come to him!

He thought of the fairy tale "The Tales of Beedle the Poet" that his mother would read to him when he was a child every night before going to bed.

He still remembers the story that impressed him the most, the story about "The Legend of the Three Brothers".Peter has almost forgotten the content of the story, but there is a sentence in it that he will always remember: Death may be late, but he will never be absent.

If he is destined to face death, Peter Pettigrew only hopes that the process will not be too painful.

Alvin's head was hanging in the air, and he turned sideways and stretched out his wand.

There was a red light at the end of the wand, and the monster behind him was knocked out, and Ivan fell heavily to the ground.

He hurriedly got up, and only then did he see clearly the guy who had just grabbed him.

The monster had eight grotesquely long, hairy thin legs, and a pair of huge black stings gleaming above its head.

Behind it, there is another monster like this, they are staring at him fiercely with many terrifying black eyes.

These two monsters looked like spiders, but not tiny spiders scurrying through the leaves, but each was the size of a cart-horse, with eight eyes and eight legs, black and furry. Sensen's behemoth.

It's an acromantula! ! !

It was terrible, Ivan suddenly realized what he had encountered, Pettigrew Peter fled in a panic, and brought them into the territory of the acromantula.

According to the records in "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them", the acromantula is a huge, ferocious spider with eight eyes, it lives in the dense jungle, and its body is covered with thick black hair; adult spiders The legs extend out to the sides and can span up to fifteen feet.

They also secrete venom and are terrifying carnivores that will eat almost anything.

Aiwen knew that there were acromantulas in the Forbidden Forest, and they were all descendants of Aragog raised by Hagrid. In order for his furry friend to reproduce, Hagrid even specially found a spouse for it.He still remembered that it was said in the book "Where are the Fantastic Beasts" that the acromantula can lay up to a hundred eggs at a time.

Eggs are laid several times a year for a full 50 years, and the number of acromantids in the Forbidden Forest can reach a terrifying number!

Ivan clenched his wand tightly, and the two guys on the opposite side didn't rush forward immediately.

Maybe they were observing Ivan's weakness, maybe they sensed danger, maybe they were waiting for their companions, maybe...

In short, Aiwen and two huge acromantia confronted each other strangely.