"Young people are stupid, Aven!" Peter Pettigrew looked at Evan greedily and said in a demagogic voice, "You don't understand the power of the Dark Lord at all, I'm still the same sentence, you're a smart kid, if the two of us join forces"

"I'd rather die than betray my friends, and I wouldn't frame innocent people for profit. ”

"Then there's nothing to talk about!" Peter Pettigrew said disappointedly, "It's been a long time since I've seen a little wizard as good as you, and I was going to help you and help you gain unimaginable power and honor!"

"The things you value are actually meaningless!" Evan turned his head away from him.

"I can't think so! Since you don't care, then I'll have to give this honor to those who need it!"

His rat-like watery eyes looked at Evan as if to see what Evan was thinking, then turned to Ron and said, "Come on, dear little master! ”

At the beckoning of Peter Pettigrew, Ron picks up the map of the living spots that have fallen to the ground.

"Wake up, Ron!" Looking at Ron's figure, Evan clenched his fists and shouted angrily, "Hurry up and wake up, don't listen to this guy's nonsense, he killed Harry's parents, and now he wants to frame Black and Professor Lupin, you can't help him, do you want Harry to hate you for the rest of your life?!"

Hearing Aven's words, hearing Harry's name, Ron hesitated.

He stood in place, a pained look on his face, resisting Peter Pettigrew's Imperius curse.

"Come on, Ron!" Aven shouted as he perked up, "Think Harry, think Hermione, think everyone, we're all waiting for you, you don't need to prove anything, you're already the best!"

"Aven, Harry, Hermione, and everyone," Ron muttered.

His expression grew more and more painful, but his gaze became clearer.

It could be seen that the effect of the Imperius Curse on Ron was getting weaker and weaker, and at that moment, Evan even thought that he had succeeded.

But Peter Pettigrew's sharp, humble voice rang out again, "My dear little master, remember what you said to me that night?

Evan saw an eerie soul-like light flash from the end of Peter's wand.

"Remember?!" Peter Pettigrew snapped with a weird smile on his lips, "You're going to make those who look down on you regret it and make them pay." ”

"Yes, I'm going to make them regret it and make them pay!"

Ron turned his head to look at Peter Pettigrew, his expression of anguish as he struggled to calm down.

The eyes that were originally clear became dull and dazed again.

"Stop, Peter Pettigrew!" "Anger burned in Aven's chest at the sight of Ron, and he cried out through gritted teeth, "Don't use my wand to cast these dirty spells, and don't use your evil, dastardly magic to control Ron." ”

He struggled to pounce, but Peter Pettigrew immediately pointed his wand at Aven.

"You don't know, Aven!" Peter Pettigrew said softly, "Like James, Sirius, and Remus, gifted wizards like you will never understand our minds. You will not know that your unconscious ostentatious ostentation is causing stress and pain to your mediocre peers. ”

In the quiet office, only Peter Pettigrew's sharp, eerie voice spoke.

"Ron has had enough of you, Harry, and Hermione, just as I have had enough of James, Sirius, and Remus!" Peter Pettigrew continued, "In order to gain their approval, I flattered James and Sirius like a fool, willingly keeping the secret that Remus was a werewolf, and risking my life to learn Animagus. But what did I get? They never treated me as an equal friend, I was just their cowardly sidekick!

"Ron is not like you!" Evan looked angrily at Peter Pettigrew, "He won't betray us, he's just controlled by you with a Imperius Curse!"

"Do you really think so? Do you know what Ron thinks of you, Harry, and Hermione?" Peter Pettigrew said slowly, "Actually, I'm not as skilled in demagogy as the Dark Lord, and I don't have great powers, but Ron will never be able to break free from my Imperius Curse, do you know why?"

Peter Pettigrew glanced down at Aven, a humble, cowardly expression on his face that began to distort.

"Because what I'm doing is exactly what Ron has always wanted to do. I'm not controlling him, I'm helping him!"

Peter Pettigrew stared at Aven intensely, hoping to see a look of despair, pain on his face.

For a moment, he even thought of Evan as James Potter, Sirius Black, and Remus Lupin, three of his former best friends, and he had always wanted to speak his mind to them and see how they reacted, but he didn't have the courage.

But it doesn't matter, it's the same for this boy, he is so similar to James and Sirius back then.

As long as you see his pain, you can mend the damage in your heart.

However, Peter Pettigrew is immediately disappointed because Evan doesn't look at himself at all.

Evan looked over at Ron and said calmly, "Ron, I know you've been under pressure for a long time! You may not be the best, but we've always considered you our best friend, and I, Harry, Hermione, and the others were. ”

"Trust me, you're not the same as Peter Pettigrew!When you were controlled by Voldemort last year, you broke free from his control and protected Ginny, remember what Dumbledore said, many good adult wizards can't do that! We're all proud of you, Ron! You're unique, for yourself, for your family, for your friends, please come to your senses! I'm sure you can break free of Peter Pettigrew's control, you can"

"That's enough!" Evan disappointed Peter Pettigrew with his performance, and an unprecedented emptiness rose from within.

His eyes blurred, Peter Pettigrew suddenly wanted to cry, James, Sirius, and Remus would probably react the same way as this boy, he was always a failure, he couldn't do anything, even betrayal couldn't surprise his friends, he was a humble loser from beginning to end.

"Ron won't come to his senses, it's a waste of time to go on like this!" Peter Pettigrew wiped his eyes and shouted, "I see through it, you self-righteous guys should pay for your contempt." Let's get back to our plans for tonight, just catch Blake and it'll be over. ”

Peter Pettigrew waved his wand, and Ron walked out with the map of the living spots, deaf to Aven's shouts behind him.

"As long as I know where Blake is, Snape will be willing to help me with the rest. Wait until tomorrow and I will be able to reappear to the world as a Guardian. I'm successful, I'm a hero! My brilliant friends are all going to die!" Peter Pettigrew pointed his wand at Aven, his eyes shining with a strange light, and said frantically, "As for you, Aven, want to know what I do with you?"

"Oblivion Curse?!" Evan moved slightly, his body tense.

The trick I used to deal with Sirius Black yesterday at the Owl Post Office might be able to be used again.

"No, I'm not Lockhart's idiot, the Oblivion Charm can be restored. Peter Pettigrew licked his lips and said cruelly, "I'll have to be careful with Dumbledore here! Goodbye, Aven!"

As he spoke, he flicked his wand slightly, and a dark green light flashed. (To be continued.) )