"Thank you, Harry, thank you for saving me, Jaime will be proud of you," Peter Pettigrew gasped, hugging Harry's knees with open arms.

"Don't mention my dad's name, you don't deserve it!" Harry said dismayedly, shaking off Peter Pettigrew's hand in disgust, "Let go of me, I'm not doing this for you, I'm doing it for Sirius!

"Harry!" Blake looked at Harry, his angry gaze calming for the first time.

Harry looked back at Blake, no one was moving or making a sound except Peter Pettigrew.

Peter Pettigrew clenched his chest and gasped for air.

"You're the only one who has the power to make a decision, Harry!" Blake said with a look of relief in his eyes, just as he looked at his old friend James, "but before you make a decision, I want you to think about it and think about what he's done!"

"I know he's done a lot of bad things that I'll never forget, I'll never be forgiven, and he deserves to pay for what he did, and we can give him to Dumbledore or the Dementors!

Peter Pettigrew gasped behind Harry, and his face was pale and bloodless at the sound of Azkaban and the Dementors. It occurred to him that the Dementors wouldn't let him go, and that the Dementors wouldn't let him go, and that they would give him a kiss!

This is the worst ending, worse than death.

From now on, his soul will be devastated, and he will live like a walking corpse, forever food for the Dementors in the horrors of Azkaban.

No, you can't let that happen!!

Peter Pettigrew's eyes flashed with determination, he couldn't be caught and given to the Dementors, he had to escape.

Twelve years ago, he had escaped from Sirius Black with a finger, and he would have escaped this time, no matter what the cost.

Peter Pettigrew touched Harry's robes, hesitating.

He stole his gaze at the open castle gate, and he had a good chance of being outside the Forbidden Forest, where he was hiding in his Animagus form, and beyond that, there were Dementors stationed at the nearby wall, and they didn't know that Black was innocent.

As soon as Blake goes out, they will catch him as soon as possible, and even kiss him directly.

I haven't lost yet, as long as I can run through this door!

Peter Pettigrew thought of the strange barrier magic that had bounced himself back just now, just like Aven's wand not listening to his commands, he didn't understand what was going on, it was beyond his knowledge, but he had to try again.

Perhaps, he could hijack Harry with himself?!

That magic might only work if you pass by alone, and if you're accompanied by someone, you might be able to get out.

Peter Pettigrew gripped Harry's robes tightly, and he hesitated, not acting immediately.

It was too close to Evan and Black's location for him to be sure, and if Harry struggled and he didn't grab the wand in the first place, the consequences would be dire.

The next second, Peter Pettigrew saw Ron standing next to the gate, Ron's face was as pale as himself, his face was full of pain and confusion.

Peter knew that Ron was trying to resist the Imperius Curse, but he hadn't broken free of his grip yet.

His eyes were fixed on the wand in Ron's hand, he needed it, it was his only hope.

While Peter Pettigrew made up his mind, the conversation between Black and Harry continued.

"Do you know what it means to hand Peter over instead of killing him directly?"

"I know!" said Harry, "which means you're free!"

"Yes," Blake said hesitantly, "I don't know if anyone ever told you, Harry, that I'm your godfather!"

"Evan told me!" Harry said softly.

"This kid knows everything, and it's all thanks to him that I was able to catch Peter this time, and I owe him so much, and I'll find a way to repay him!" Blake thought of what Evan had said to himself yesterday at the Owl Post Office, and he said dumbly, "But, Harry, there's one thing I have to tell you, I'm your godfather, and your parents have appointed me as your guardian if they have misfortune."

Aven, Harry, and Hermione were all waiting for Black to continue, and they all had a hunch of what Black was going to say next.

Under the gaze of everyone, Blake hesitated, he never looked so nervous.

"Think about it, Harry, once I've regained my reputation, if you want a different home, you can," Blake looked at Harry, "of course, if you're willing to live with your aunt and uncle, I'll understand." ”

"Let me live with you, Sirius?" Harry said eagerly, looking at each other tightly, "leaving the Dursleys?"

"Of course, I don't think you will. Blake said quickly, "I understand, I just want to"

"Are you crazy?" Harry's voice hoarsely said, "Of course I want to leave the Dursleys! Do you have a house, when will I move in?"

"Would you like to?!" Blake looked at Harry in disbelief, "Are you serious?"

"Yes, I mean it!" replied Harry, "it's something I've always dreamed of. ”

Hearing Harry's words, Blake's thin face showed a real smile for the first time. Evan had never smiled like this before, and the effect of the smile was amazing, as if a man ten years younger than him was looking at everyone through that hunger mask.

It's all over, and this is probably the best ending of this year's events.

They captured Peter Pettigrew, they saved Black, and next summer, Harry could move in with Black, and if Harry's mother left that protective magic on him if he didn't stay at Dursley, that would be a headache for Dumbledore.

Everything seemed to work out perfectly, except for Ron who didn't break free from the Imperius Curse.

The conversation had touched Ron a lot, but it didn't seem to be enough to help him build up his willpower to resist Peter's control.

Evan sighed, if Ron didn't succeed this time, it meant that he could still be controlled by Voldemort or other dark wizards in the next few years, and he had to be careful with Ron. Being controlled by Peter Pettigrew this time is already a lesson! If Ron behaves in any way, he must act decisively.

Aven's gaze turned to Ron, who was standing nearby, and he was about to go over and cast the spell on him.

But he suddenly found that Ron had unknowingly walked from the original corner to Peter Pettigrew.

He was in the right position to completely block everyone's wand from pointing at Peter.

Evan suddenly had a sense of foreboding, and before he could take action, the next second, Peter Pettigrew, who had been lying on the ground, stood up abruptly (to be continued. )