Chapter Ninety-Five: Allen Erupts
For the current Alan, Spotted or something is a complete trifle, all he has to do is take care of Hermione.
So, he ignored the confused Ron, ignored the confused Harry, and patiently told the story.
But it was clear that Allen's actions could not affect Sirius and Lupin at the moment - for them, the most important person at the moment had finally appeared, and this scene was more than ten years late.
Seeing each other late is no longer enough to explain their feelings at the moment, they don't want to die Pettigrew, but they want him dead.
"It's a pleasure to meet again," Lupin said, but his voice was unusually cold, "I want to clarify a little thing or two from you, Peter, if you'll will—"
"Oh no, little Sirius... Lu Yi Lupin. His voice trembled, as if he had been frightened by something—to be honest, no one could suspect that he was a real murderer—how could he be, he was so cowardly!
Unfortunately, among those present, Alan simply ignored his performance - when he talked about borrowing an umbrella now, Hermione listened very carefully, completely ignoring the torture on the other side.
In fact, until he told of the Animagus marrying the Muggle with his maid, Hermione was undisturbed.
It wasn't until Pettigrew swooped down on Ron with a flattering face pleading for help that they were interrupted by a loud commotion.
It was only then that Alan took a look, looking at Ron with a flattering face, hoping that the last straw would pull him out of the abyss of death—they seemed to have talked about Pettigrew being resented by the guys in prison.
So, the Ministry of Magic is really all rubbish - you don't know how to gather information when you get people into Azkaban, and the real thing is to know that the crazy muttering of the mentally broken prisoners is the most real thing.
Obviously, such a story frightened him even more - his own guess and being confirmed are completely different things, and his courage is about the same as that of a mouse.
However, it can be seen that Wormtail is very clear about one thing, and the most important thing for him at the moment is not to worry about the revenge of the Death Eaters, but how to survive in the current situation.
His eyes were full of pity, and he firmly hugged Ron's leg - although it was not ruled out that he was trying to take Ron hostage, at least for now.
"Merciful child... Merciful master..."Peter Pettigrew's tone was humble like a real pet, no, not even as good as those tsundere creatures who needed to shovel officers, he was humble like a bug, reminding Alan of Ah Q when he was beaten, "You won't let them do it... I'm your mouse... I'm a good pet... ”
"Enough, Peter, don't speak in that disgusting tone—the way you are now makes me sick to my stomach, and I think of you killing so many people with your spell while praying sadly. Sirius spat on the ground, his eyes full of disdain.
As he said this, Alan felt Hermione tremble again.
It made his face twist unnaturally - damn it, why didn't he notice something wrong beforehand?
Closing his eyes, Alan crouched down and looked at Hermione with a serious look in his eyes.
"Hey-Hermione, ask me a question, I'll chase you again, will you say yes?"
His sudden interruption made the serious inquiry over there lose its atmosphere all of a sudden, and his eyes began to shift to their side, but unfortunately Alan didn't care.
With Hermione nodding weakly in confusion, he raised his wand in the midst of everyone's puzzled gazes.
"Hey, Alan, what are you doing!" Harry's voice rang out.
Unfortunately, it didn't stop Allen's hand, nor did it stop Allen's wand.
"Forget it!"
Eren couldn't remember how long it had been since he had used the magic of a voice, but apparently he didn't dare to use it this time, because memory magic was the most sophisticated and complex, but he had to use it at the moment—if just talking about it could cause unpleasant memories, he didn't know how much it would hurt her to maintain it.
As the person she had spent with this memory, he was even better suited to using the magic than Dumbledore - it was just that, in order not to damage all the memories, Alan had to reluctantly erase all the memories of the moment from the time transition.
Because, if the memory is not connected, the whole memory will collapse and be completely irretrievable. As for fabricating memories - it's okay to coax the others, Hermione's words can't be fooled at all, and it will be even more miserable if she remembers it completely.
Still, it's okay, just chase her one more time - Alan silently comforted himself.
It's just that he's not in a good mood.
Slowly putting down Hermione, who had fallen asleep due to memory modification, Alan looked at Peter, who had time to wag his tail and beg for mercy because of Allen's actions.
Perhaps when he realized that Ron's prayers didn't work much, he decided to switch gears.
He crawled to Harry, "Harry, Jaime won't let me be killed... Jaime will understand, Harry, he will have mercy on me, Harry-"
He didn't finish his sentence, as Alan swung his arm, and as if he was pinched by something, he was lifted high and fell to the ground, except for a muffled snort.
Allen's arm swung again, and he was thrown straight into the wall like a rag, and then fell down, bringing down countless dusts.
As Allen's arm kept waving, he was thrown to all corners of the wall like a broken doll, and everyone present couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.
When Eren finally stopped, he was paralyzed there, uncontrollable tears, snot, and other fluids involuntarily retained, and then, a magical light lit up, and the wounds on his body began to heal rapidly.
However, this miraculous healing magic brought everyone not admiration, but a cold sweat - because Eren didn't seem to stop, but made him slam against the wall again.
"Don't do that" Harry rushed over and stopped the expressionless Alan.
Whew-Ellen gasped, his somewhat reddened eyes finally regaining clarity.
He bowed his head slightly to Harry, "I'm sorry, I'm out of control, I'm in such a bad mood just now, I shouldn't have shown you such a tyrannical thing." ”
The impact of such a massive killing on him was also huge - just when he had to erase Hermione's memory, this forcibly suppressed emotion exploded, making him unable to control his sadism, which made him feel scared himself.
"I'm sorry, I need to be quiet, you guys leave me alone, I'm really sorry just now. Alan bent down - deeply apologetic to everyone, then sat down, looked at Hermione, and froze.