Vol 2 Chapter 261: go away

Fanlin shook his hand slightly. He didn't have the ability to control Peter Pettigrew, but it was easy to control Ron. Ron's body flew towards him like this.
"Professor Lupin..." Fanlin yelled. As a Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, Lupin should have some urgent solutions to this situation.
Lupin's brows were slightly furrowed, and the Weasleys were very loyal and upright people. They fought side by side in the Order of the Phoenix. As a family of pure-blood wizards, their wands were all unicorn tail hairs. Therefore, he did not 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 jealous, he would not be able to use the Killing Curse.
"It's the Imperius Curse!" Lupin said in a low voice, and he sighed, obviously feeling sad for Ron's experience.
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!" Fanlin said fiercely. He didn't notice it at first. Even if it was suspicion, he didn't want to startle the snake...
"Imperius?" Harry exclaimed, "What about Ron now... I mean..."
"I'm sorry, Harry..." Lupin sighed. "I have no way of knowing what is going on in Weasley, but... I think Dumbledore will have a way. He is the greatest white wizard... "
Harry nodded hard, and he turned his gaze to Peter Pettigrew, his eyes full of anger.
Peter also heard the conversation here. Obviously, he has completely lost the opportunity to gain Harry’s trust. In fact, he never did. From the moment he was forced out of the prototype, he was destined to lose.
"Oh...no..." Peter knelt on the ground, his entire body crawling down, begging with his right hands.
Peter Pettigrew turned on his knees, swayed forward, and grabbed the edge of Hermione's robe.
"Good girl...smart girl...you...you won't let them...help me..."
Hermione pulled the robe out of the hand where Peter Pettigrew was clutching. He stepped back to the root of the wall, looking scared. Peter Pettigrew was kneeling, shaking uncontrollably, and slowly turned his head to Harry. "Harry... Harry... you really look like your dad... just like him..."
"How dare you speak to Harry?" Blake shouted, "How dare you face him? How dare you talk about James in front of him?"
"Harry," Peter Pettigrew whispered, dragging his feet toward him, spreading his hands, "Harry, James will not let me be killed... James will understand, Harry... he will treat me Compassionate..." Both Black and Lupin walked forward, grabbing Pettigrew by the shoulder. Throw him to the floor. He sat there, looking up at them.
"You betrayed Lily and James to Voldemort," Black said, and he was shaking, "Do you deny it?"
Peter Pettigrew burst into tears. That look was terrible; he looked like an extra-large bald baby, shaking on the floor.
"Sirius, Sirius, what can I do? The dark demon... you don't know... his weapons you can't imagine... I was scared, Sirius, I have never had you, Lupin, And James is brave. I never did it on purpose... the man who couldn't even mention the name forced me..."
"Don't lie!" Black roared, "You have been passing information to Lily and James before they died, for a year! You are his spy!"
"He—he intervenes everywhere!" Peter Pettigrew gasped and said,
Rejecting him, there is—what’s the advantage?

"What's the benefit of fighting the most evil demon ever?" Black said, with a terrifying rage on his face. "Just to save innocent lives, Peter!"
"You don't understand!" Peter Pettigrew lamented, "He will kill me, Sirius!"
"Then you are damned!" Blake roared. "It's better to die than to betray a friend, and we will do it for you!"
Black and Lupin stood side by side and raised their wands.
"You should understand," Lupin said calmly. "If Voldemort didn't kill you, we will kill you. Goodbye, Peter."
Hermione covered her face with her hands and turned to the wall.
"No!" Harry shouted. He ran forward, blocking Peter Pettigrew, facing the two wands. "You can't kill him," he said, out of breath. "You can't."
Both Black and Lupin were shocked.
"Harry, this gangster caused you to lose your parents," Black snarled, "This sordid, filthy guy will be unwilling to see you dead. You heard what he just said, his own stinky skin is better than you. The life of the whole family is important."
"I understand," Harry said, panting. "We will take him to the castle. We will give him to the Dementor. He can go to Azkaban...just don't kill him."
"Harry!" Peter Pettigrew gasped, and hugged Harry's knee with his arms. "You--thank you...this is a kindness to me...thank you..."
"Let go of me," Harry said sneerly, throwing away Peter Pettigrew's hand in disgust. He kicked Peter Pettigrew aside heavily. "I didn't do this for you. In fact, I really want to kill him. You, whether it's what you did to my parents or you to Ron... I do this because I don't think my dad would want his best friend to kill people-especially people like you."
"You really can't kill him..." Fanlin said. He agreed with Harry's statement. He planned that way at the beginning. The living Pettigrew is always more useful than a dead mouse.
Harry nodded at Fanlin. He was not surprised by Fanlin's support. It was a tacit understanding between the two people.
"I don't understand..." Sirius said angrily, "This kind of person living here is an insult to the wizard, and also the greatest irony to Hogwarts. He has done so much... why can't you kill him? !"
"Calm down, Blake!" Lupin was relieved. "I think Fanlin must have his reason to say that. You know, I believe him very much, just like I believe in Harry. We can catch Peter Pettigrew. , Thank you Fanlin..."
"I know, I know..." Blake was a little annoyed, "but... well... well, you say... But if you can't convince me, I still want to... although the decision lies with Harry In hand."
"The living Peter is always more useful than a dead mouse..." Fanlin said, and he viciously kicked the trembling Peter in the middle, "Although I really want to use a curse to get him out of this world Erase it..."
Hearing this, Peter trembled more severely, and he continued begging, bowing in front of everyone.
"Please, I too... compelled... don't... don't kill me..."
"Damn it, shut up!" Sirius' wand flicked, and a tongue and throat curse entered Peter's body.
"Thank you..." Fanlin said, he wanted to do that too, but unfortunately he didn't have much magic power.
"Finally clean, now you can say it, I still said that, if you don't..."
"It has something to do with you, Sirius." Fanlin said suddenly, which frightened Sirius.
"It's about me?" Sirius asked.
"Yes...you know why you entered Azkaban." Fanlin said, "If Peter dies here, how is this different from before? He is dead, then he No one can deprive him of the honor of being a Hogwarts warrior, and his first-class Merlin Medal will lie peacefully in his empty grave. In the end, Sirius, you You will never be able to appear in front of everyone alive. If you really do this, everyone's wand, the Auror of the Ministry of Magic, and the Dementors will be waiting for you..."
Harry took a breath, and if that was the case, it would be too bad for a long time. The dead Peter was of no use at all.
"You mean, let him help me clean up my grievances?" Sirius asked. He seemed a little moved, but the chance to kill Peter himself was right in front of him. This is clearly beyond doubt about his temptation. of.
"Yes, you know, the Ministry of Magic will never believe what we are saying. Even with the body of an adult wizard or even Peter, no matter what, they will not withdraw the accusation against you because of such a thing. It is a huge scandal for the Ministry of Magic. Think about it, you were thrown into Azkaban without trial..."
Except for Peter Pettigrew, no one moved, and no one made a sound. Peter Pettigrew clutched his chest tightly, gasping for breath. Black and Lupin looked at each other. After a while, their wands lowered.
"Well...but..." Sirius sighed and turned his head to Harry.
"You are the only one who has the right to make a decision~EbookFREE.me~Harry," Black said, "but think about it...think about what he did..."
"He can go to Azkaban," Harry said again. "If anyone should go there, it's him..."
Peter Pettigrew still gasped behind him.
"Very good," Lupin said. "Stand away, Harry."
Harry hesitated. "I want to tie him up," Lupin said, with no other meaning. I swear. Harry stepped away. This time it was Lupin's wand that shot a strap. After a while, Peter Pettigrew was with something in his mouth, twisting on the floor. "But what if you Transfiguration, Peter," Black roared, his own wand pointed at Peter Pettigrew, "We will kill you. Do you agree, Harry? Harry looked down at the poor thing on the floor and nodded so that Peter Pettigrew could also see it.
　　
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