Chapter 275: Peter Pettigrew

There was a mocking look in Blake's eyes, Professor Snape's face was so gloomy that it dripped water, and he was a little bit irritated.
In front of his mortal enemy, he was actually defeated by someone he regarded as a mao kid, and he was trapped like this...
At this moment, Ellen and the others heard a swish in the jungle, which became louder and louder from far to near.
Alan relaxed with a smile on his face, and he guessed the identity of the visitor.
Alan looked at the direction of the sound intently. The sky was still bright, and he could clearly identify the person.
Suddenly, several flying broomsticks rushed out of the dense forest. The people on the broomsticks were dressed in uniform black robes. They were Aurors from the Ministry of Magic!
Allen counted silently, two, five, eight Aurors in uniform.
One of them flew in the forefront and separated two flying broomsticks from the others.
Allen hurried forward, and he recognized that the man in the lead was his elder brother Albert Harris.
"Oh! Merlin is here, Merlin is here!" shouted a young Auror with a tan face. His eyes were round and he looked surprised. "This is Sirius Black, how did he respond? thing?"
"D'danian, we'll understand the reason." A wizard with high cheekbones and extremely muscular jaws glanced at Danian, apparently a little impatient with his companion's yelling.
Dardanian closed his mouth and looked at Albert at the front eagerly.
"Where is he?" Albert asked, waving his hands at the same time, and immediately the two Aurors walked forward and pointed their wands at Sirius Black and Professor Snape, with a guard.
After reading Allen's secret letter, Albert immediately found his father Owen for discussion. They all agreed that Allen could not be joking about such a major event.
Therefore, Albert acted immediately and quickly organized a group of Aurors who were close to him. Of course, among these Aurors, there were also people from the Minister of Magic Cornelius Oswald Fudge. This is what Irving suggested to bring.
Greeting everyone to get ready, Allen dispelled the maze technique and released the spots trapped in the maze.
The gray rattle with a piece of hair off appeared. It was stunned for a moment and then turned around. After spotting the uniformly uniformed Auror in the field, its small black eyes bulged out of its head.
It moved a step forward, and then backed away as if it had seen a snake.
Albert, who was ready to go, grabbed it with a wave of his wand, and it started screaming, twisting and struggling desperately.
"It seems to be it?" Albert asked, turning his head.
Allen nodded. "Are you ready, Albert?"
"Come together?" Albert raised his eyebrows and asked.
Alan glanced at Sirius, his eyes burning like his face.
"I think so," Allen raised his wand high and pointed it at the mouse in Albert's hand. "Count to three. One-two-three!"
Both wands spewed out a blue light, and for an instant, Scabbard stopped in mid-air, and her little gray body twisted wildly.
The mouse fell on the ground with another dazzling flash, and then—
Just like a quick-action shot of a tree growing, a head came out, and so did the limbs.
After a while, a man stood in the original spot of Shaban, flinching, wringing his hands.
This is a very short man, not even taller than Allen.
The sparse and dull hair is messy, and a large bald patch on top.
He looked crumpled, like a fat man who had lost a lot of meat in a short time; his skin was dirty, almost like splotchy fur, and his pointed nose and watery mung bean eyes were somewhat mouse-like.
He glanced at the crowd, breathing quickly, and Allen saw his eyes staring at the beating willow.
"Peter Pettigrew?" the wizard with high cheekbones and extremely muscular jaws exclaimed in surprise.
On the ground, Professor Snape, who had witnessed all this, opened his eyes in disbelief, his expression was complicated and as intelligent as him, and he instantly understood that there was someone else who was responsible for Lily's death.
Sirius, who was petrified on the side, wanted to rush up and kill Peter.
Peter Pettigrew seemed to be shocked by an indescribable fear, standing still like a statue.
But Allen noticed the eyeballs turning in his drooping eyes.
Allen did not hesitate to give him the same treatment as Professor Snape-but this time I also felt that the previous method of binding was a bit embarrassing. Allen took another way-the rope from Allen's wand It spewed out, and bound Peter, who was caught off guard, round and round, and bound firmly.
Seeing the gazes of the Aurors, Alan touched his nose and said concisely, "Look, he doesn't have an index finger. He will use a thunderbolt to explode!"
This sentence evokes everyone's memory. Thirteen years ago, Sirius blew up a street and Peter Pettigrew died.
If you follow Allen's prompts, there is someone else who blows up the street, and this person is probably Peter in front of you!
"Lloyd~EbookFREE.me~ Little Dwarf is no longer silent, and said hurriedly, sweat is coming up on his pale face, "You won't believe him...? He and Sirius are in the same group. He wants to kill me, Lloyd..."
The wizard with high cheekbones and extremely muscular jaws glanced at Alan, and made no sound wisely.
As shrewd as him, it is natural to see that this matter is different.
Although he served as the striker of the magic law enforcement team, he arrested Sirius Black who was believed to have killed Peter Pettigrew. But that's just acting on orders, and it doesn't mean that he thinks Peter Pettigrew is innocent.
If Peter Pettigrew was not a guilty conscience, how could he be willing to remain incognito and be a mouse for so many years!
And he is not Barty Crouch’s person, he is a Fudge. If there were any mistakes in the case that Crouch tried, Fudge would be a little annoyed, but he would be happy to see it.
Therefore, Lloyd just stared at Peter closely, silently, watching the changes.
But obviously, Peter Pettigrew used Lloyd who had captured Black as a life-saving straw.
"He's here to kill me again!" Peter screamed suddenly, staring at Blake. "He killed Lily and James, and now he's killing me again... You have to save me, Lloyd..."
Black's face looked more like a skeleton, and his unfathomable eyes stared at Pettigrew.
"Until we figure out some things, no one will kill you." Albert said.
"To figure it out?" Xiaoxing screamed, and the emperor looked around again, his eyes glanced at the beating willow, "I know he will come to me! I know he will come back! I have been waiting for twelve years!"
Peter Pettigrew's body was trembling, and he seemed to be terrified to the extreme.