All things are three at Hogwarts

Chapter 277 Confrontation (Modified)

Allen looked at Professor Snape in surprise. He was indeed a professor, and he could lift the Silence Curse he had placed on him so quickly!

Alan decisively removed the rope that tied Professor Snape.

"Professor Snape, it would be great if you are willing to take action."

Albert said respectfully as if he had just seen Professor Snape. It was as if he had never seen the person who was tied to the ground before.

Allen couldn't help but flash a smile on his face that was difficult for others to notice. His eldest brother had become smooth through experience!

Professor Snape pursed his lips tightly and walked towards Peter Pettigrew with a livid face.

"Snape, Professor Snape!" Pettigrew screamed, "If I am the accomplice of the mysterious man, why haven't I hurt Harry?"

Seeing that everyone was listening carefully, his voice rose again.

"I've been in the same dormitory with him for three years, and I haven't touched a hair on Harry's head! Why would I do that?"

"I'll tell you why," Blake then shouted.

"Because you never let go of the hares before you see them. Voldemort has been missing for twelve years, and people say he is half dead. You wouldn't kill someone under the eyes of Albus Dumbledore for a crippled, fallen wizard, would you?" "

Under Black's aggressive gaze, Pettigrew couldn't help but look away.

"You have to make sure he's still the greatest overlord before you go back to him, don't you? Otherwise, why would you find a wizard family to take you in? Because it keeps your ears open, doesn't it, Peter? In case your The old patron has made a comeback, the situation is safe, you go back and talk to him..."

Pettigrew opened his mouth a few times and seemed to have lost the ability to speak.

Professor Snape grabbed Peter Pettigrew's chin to prevent him from dodge, and looked into his eyes. His eyes shone with light, and Pettigrew seemed to be frozen, unable to move his gaze.

Professor Snape raised his wand with his other hand and pulled out wisps of silver-white substance from Peter Pettigrew's temple.

Allen quickly rushed forward, took out a bottle, and caught the substances.

Finally, Professor Snape put down his wand and stared at Pettigrew with cold eyes.

Alan looked at him worriedly, very afraid that Professor Snape would not be able to restrain himself and directly give Pettigrew an Avatar.

The professor was a professor after all. He seemed to be bounced up, stood up suddenly, and walked to the side without saying a word.

Allen secretly breathed a sigh of relief, Pettigrew couldn't die now, Black's innocence had not been completely proven.

Allen closed the bottle and wanted to give this bottle of memory to Albert.

But Albert shook his head and motioned for Alan to hand the bottle to Lloyd.

Lloyd accepted the bottle of memory unceremoniously. If he guessed correctly, Fudge would be very willing to do this to prevent Crouch from tampering with Pettigrew's memory before his trial.

Pettigrew looked gloomy. He knew in his heart that he was still alive in this world. This was the biggest flaw and irrefutable evidence.

Plus the retrieved memories…

He was trembling all over, whimpering piteously, and almost breathless.

He looked terrifying, like a big bald baby curled up on the ground.

But no one present showed sympathy.

Allen couldn't tell whether Pettigrew was crying out of regret or out of fear.

And his gesture made the anger in Blake's eyes even stronger, and he even felt dizzy.

The disgusting wizard in front of him evoked his heart-wrenching memories again.

Black's murderous intent was even worse, and he wanted to cast an Avada Kedavra at all costs.

The desire to kill invaded his body like an all-pervasive fever.

The two Aurors responsible for supervising Sirius held his shoulders firmly.

"Zombies are floating." Albert commanded the two Aurors, who were responsible for escorting Pettigrew and preparing to return to the Ministry of Magic.

Pettigrew seemed to have invisible strings tied around his wrists, neck, and knees. He was pulled to his feet, but his head still hung unsightly like a grotesque puppet, and his feet hung limply a few inches above the ground. The place.

"Alan, you and Professor Snape had better come back to the ministry with us. As for Professor Dumbledore, the minister will explain it," Albert said.

Allen nodded and walked beside Sirius silently.

Professor Snape was very happy. He wanted to see the trial with his own eyes and see the outcome of Peter Pettigrew.

Professor Snape also thought of Ron and Malfoy, but the tunnel led to the Shrieking Shack, so they could naturally leave on their own. Maybe they have all returned to the dormitory now.

He could never imagine the situation Malfoy and Ron were in right now.

What Malfoy and Ron encountered at the base of the Whomping Willow tree was not melted snow water or rotten leaves at all.

It was a powerful laxative originally developed by the twin brothers.

These naughty brothers would never have thought that they would sprinkle the residue of a laxative they had failed to develop on the roots of the Whomping Willow out of convenience and secrecy, because generally no one would come here, let alone touch it. This will avoid the danger of touching the residue.

But what he didn't expect was that he would unintentionally trick his biological brother.

Malfoy and Ron simply couldn't resist the physical urge.

Unable to control himself, Ron released a breathtaking, earth-shattering breath of natural energy.

His robe seemed to be lifted up quickly by the current, and then fell down quickly.

Malfoy covered his nose in disgust, and that contemptuous look instantly made Ron furious.

Ron's face was like a fire, almost as red as his hair.

He didn't know whether it was out of shame or anger, but in desperation, he suddenly jumped on Malfoy, and the two of them struggled together.

Although Malfoy was shocked, he was not afraid at all. Instead, because he was competitive, he threw himself into the fight with Ron.

In the fury, thunderous jets filled the tunnel.

The stench filled the entire tunnel, and the two of them were almost nauseous, but they were like two big cocks with red eyes, neither one willing to be outdone.

Malfoy wanted to clean it up with his wand, but in the chaos just now, their wands had long since disappeared, hidden in the darkness and among the filth.

Allen and his group quickly evacuated from the Forbidden Forest.

Allen looked at Black worriedly. If this reckless big dog got excited, got rid of the Auror, and really killed Pettigrew, he would be happy, but the deal between him and himself would be ruined.

Allen doesn't want to work in vain

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