Chapter 147: 38. Become a hero (Part 2) [70/100]

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On the top floor of the apartment building in Hell's Kitchen, the burning house smelt with black smoke. It's like an unknown signal.
In the battlefield on the top floor, Harry who voluntarily came to drag the betrayal Peter in order to save the ordinary people who had been held hostage had also fallen into the most dangerous situation.
"Ah, Harry."
A strange smile appeared on Peter's sickly pale face.
The dark wizard who followed Voldemort was not a from the beginning. In fact, he was one of Harry's father's best friends when he was studying.
Like Harry, he was a student at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Gryffindor.
Unfortunately, when Voldemort's power was strongest a dozen years ago, Peter succumbed to his inner weakness and chose a friend who betrayed himself. He leaked the hiding place of Harry's parents to Voldemort, which directly led to the death and tragedy of Harry's parents.
The evil traitor looked at the unyielding Harry in front of him, he said:
"You are like your father when you fight, I have been watching you, Harry, you are smart, you are optimistic, you are free and easy, you are almost the same as your father who was like that day. Your kindness, and your beautiful Mother is exactly the same...you are the most perfect treasure left by James and Lily. You also know that they were my best friends."
"You should call me Uncle, just like you called Lupin and Black."
"Do not!"
Harry gritted his teeth and said:
"I will never call you that, you are a shameless traitor and killed my parents!"
"Betrayal? No!"
Peter screamed like he was misunderstood:
"You don't understand! Harry, you are too young, you don't understand at all! You don't know at all, you can't imagine his weapon!"
This Death Eater was justifying himself. He gritted his teeth and said:
"I was scared at that time, Harry, I have never been as brave as your father. Believe me, I never did that deliberately. Voldemort forced me, you can't imagine his power at that time!"
"Tell me, Harry, in the face of such a person, refuse him, what good is it?"
There was another sick smile on Peter's face. He looked at Harry, and he said:
"I got you back, and he will reward me for it."
When he finished, he raised his right hand, and the silver shiny fingers grabbed Harry like a viper. Harry wanted to fight back, but when Peter's wrist flicked, his wand was smashed. on the ground.
"boom"
Harry was strangled by the silver fingers, and he struggled desperately, but the silver metal fingers were so powerful that he couldn't resist.
He was dragged back to Peter's side in embarrassment. The Death Eaters stared at him with a smile. His glue mouth smiled. He said:
"It's a terrible process to move from North America to Britain, Harry, you better clench your teeth and don't spit it out."
But Harry didn't care about Peter's "persuasion." Instead, Harry's eyes fell on the ruins of the smashed wall in front of his eyes. There, a small black and white cat was squatting there, looking at him .
Harry recognized the kitten, it was Merlin's kitten...No!
That's not Merlin's kitten...
Oh my god, Ron’s idiot misled him, and that cat is clearly Professor McGonagall!
She is here too!
The eyes of one person and one cat looked at each other, and Harry immediately understood the meaning of Professor McGonagall. He grabbed Peter by the arm and he shouted:
"Peter...Uncle! Turn around, you didn't end with Voldemort! He doesn't care about anyone at all! Please, turn around, when you can turn around."
Harry's "uncle" made Peter, who was preparing to leave the North American spell, froze.
He looked down at Harry, his watery eyes constantly changing, with guilt, pain, despair, fear, and a bit of viciousness.
"There is no chance, Harry. I can't look back..."
He was completely attracted by Harry. At this moment, he failed to notice that in the shadow of the ruins of the wall behind him, the cat had quickly changed back to the vice principal of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, a famous British powerful The witch, Mileva McGonagall.
"Stupefy!"
Professor McGonagall’s spell-casting experience is extremely rich. At the moment of returning to human form, the wand in her hand waved towards Peter. With an extremely regular spell, a clear bite, and an elegant syllable spell, an enhanced version of the sleeping spell was thrown at On Peter.
The green light hit Peter behind like an arrow, interrupting the magic he was releasing. Peter felt uncontrollable drowsiness at this moment, but he was infiltrated with black magic all the year round, making him impressed by this non-lethal spell It is very resistant.
He did not fall immediately. He staggered, looking at Harry in front of him, he screamed:
"You lied to me! Harry! You lied to me!!!"
"what!"
The guy who once betrayed his best friend was deceived by a child at this moment.
The feeling of guilt for Harry's parents dissipated in Peter's heart immediately. He tightened his fingers and squeezed the pain of the heart-drilling curse released by Professor McGonagall, so he would pinch Harry's neck.
This silver hand was given to him by Voldemort, and it could release a great force like a monster. Harry could feel that his neck was clicking, and maybe he would be really cut off in the next moment.
Professor McGonagall's complexion changed, and a dangerous green light appeared on her wand.
That was the starting hand of Avadasuo's life curse, and it seemed that the professor was also insane. But she was unwilling to use it because Harry and Peter were in contact now, and she was afraid that the Life-Spell would hurt Harry.
"Uh"
At this most critical moment, a shadow rushed through the broken window into the burning room like an arrow. As Merlin's wrist flipped, the black fighting knife lit up a glorious light.
Between Merlin's hands and swords, a breath of blood was spilled on Harry's face.
In front of him, Peter's entire right arm was severely severed from the shoulder.
"what!!!"
The black wizard gave a painful scream. He covered the wound and looked desperate.
"Uh"
Professor McGonagall's magic hit him from behind, not a life-spelling spell, but an enhanced version of the sleeping spell. Peter, who was seriously wounded, was no longer able to resist such a spell. His eyes rolled and he fell into the pool of blood. .
"Snapped"
Merlin pulled the silver hand that choked Harry's neck and threw it under his foot. The silver palm detached from Peter's body and quickly melted. It was like it had never appeared, and soon The decomposed gesture dissipated in the air.
"It was almost late, right?"
Merlin smiled at Harry and handed him the handkerchief. The latter was indeed terrified. He took the handkerchief and wiped the blood on his face, and looked at Peter who fell in the pool of blood. Until this moment, he finally Relieved.
"You are too reckless, Mr. Potter!"
Professor McGonagall had a round, straight-skinned Scottish accent that sounded behind Harry. The graceful professor waved his wrists and summoned a clear spring to extinguish the burning flames around her. She looked at Harry harshly, and she said:
"I don't remember any professor who has taught you, in this case you have to stand up bravely...Do you forget Dumbledore's warning to you?"
"I..."
Harry was a little afraid of the harsh witch, he didn't know what to say.
Merlin took a step forward and placed his left hand on Harry's shoulder. He looked at the witch in front of him and said:
"Harry did the right thing. Madam, his performance today is worthy of the title of hero, because of his bravery, we have won the opportunity, 33 lives were saved, at this time, you should praise him, criticize words , Let's talk about it until the start of school."
"You! Merlin!"
Professor McGonagall raised his head and stared at Merlin with a harsher gaze.
She still hasn’t forgotten that this guy fed her cat food for 7 days, and the cat he cooed... This is a shame!
"You have a hard time understanding Mr. Porter's significance to the wizarding world in Britain. We would rather he live so peacefully than to be a hero! He almost lost his life!"
"Before we become real heroes, we all imagine ourselves as heroes."
Merlin shrugged. He didn't understand why the witch was so angry with him. He just calmly retorted:
"Instead of asking you to put the name of a savior on Harry, waiting for him to become a savior passively. It is better for him to choose to be a hero... the former is pushed to greatness, and the latter actively pursues greatness."
"I think Harry has only really grown up today."
"Don't confuse this kid with your dangerous thoughts! He is only 14 years old! Merlin is on, he should stay at home at this age!"
"What did you call my name? Say more! Harry's destiny is..."
"Okay, don't quarrel!"
Harry was overwhelmed by the quarrel between Professor Merlin and Professor McGonagall. The child yelled. He pointed to the ground under his feet. He said:
"Let’s leave here first. Is there something to say, okay?"
"Humph"
Professor McGonagall snorted. She turned and walked into the darkness. She said to Harry:
"Tomorrow morning, I will wait for you at the Magic Parliament...I will take you back to London through the flyway network."
After that, the proud witch transformed into a little cat in the dark, and quickly disappeared into the shadows. While watching this scene, Merlin's eyes widened. He always felt that the little cat that Professor McGonagall changed was familiar.
"Oh, it turns out she is Animagus... no wonder."
Merlin knew that this kind of magic for small animals was the supreme mystery in metamorphism, and was called Animagus.
It allows a wizard to freely change into an unobtrusive little animal, and after the transformation, all the wizard's breath will be masked, that is to say, the transformed wizard is a real animal.
They cannot be detected by even the investigative spells.
Merlin glanced at Peter at the foot. The Death Eater was also Animagus. In the previous warehouse, Merlin saw him turned into a gray-haired mouse.
"Come on, Harry."
Merlin carried the unconscious Peter, and he waved at Harry:
"Go on, Hermione, Ginny and Ron are still waiting for you, and we have to prepare a dinner for the hero. Let me think about it, you helped Fury solve a big trouble, so this time, Let him treat him."
"Ok"
Harry nodded and picked up his and Peter's wands from the ground. He patted the dust on his body and returned to the ground with Merlin in the elevator.
The 33 people rescued are accepting the "questions" from the Aurors.
In fact, one by one, the forgetting curse was released, let them forget what happened today, and continue to be an ignorant and happy ordinary person.
Merlin knew that over the next period of time, the Magic Congress was estimated to be busy. More than 100,000 people across New York saw the dragon flying through the sky with their own eyes. These people must accept the forgetting spell.
"thank you."
When Merlin walked into the square, Jack, the boxer holding his son, came to Merlin. He obviously still remembers Merlin, and remembers the things he did 3 years ago, but at this moment, this stubborn boxer is still very sincerely thanking Merlin.
After all, Merlin saved him and his most precious son.
"thank you."
Matt, who was held in his arms by Jack, also thanked Merlin, which made Merlin smile. He reached out and touched Matt’s hair, and then let Harry, who was behind him, treat Jack and Matt. Say:
"You should thank him... I can't do all this without his help."
"Thank you, boy."
Jack reached out and patted Harry on the shoulder. The boxer with the scar on his face thanked Harry sincerely, and Harry responded somewhat helplessly.
A few minutes later, Harry said goodbye to the father and son, and he returned to his friends.
Hermione and Ginny looked at Harry's body repeatedly to see if he was injured, while Ron stretched his fist and thumped on Harry's thin chest. He pointed to everyone around him, exaggerated. Harry said:
"Look at these Muggles, Harry, they were saved by you! They call you a hero! Hahaha."
Ron patted Harry on the shoulder, he asked:
"How does it feel to be a hero?"
Harry looked back at the ordinary people behind him for the rest of his life. He raised his head and looked at the sunset in the evening sky. He reached out and touched the lightning scar on his forehead. He said softly:
"It feels..."
"It's really good."
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