Chapter Seventy-Four: The Flame of Vengeance

"Shut up! You liar with a mouth full of lies, shameless! Like an angry lion, Harry came out of the spirit world and appeared in the eyes of Peter Pettigrew, who raised his wand and pointed it at Peter, his eyes filled with murderous intent and said, "I will not insult him, you traitor, do you think that shameless slander can make your conscience feel at peace?" ”

"No, that will only make the flame of righteous revenge burn even more fiercely!"

Harry's eyes were full of hatred: "You killed my parents, you, and the mastermind on you, I'm so glad to have caught you all, I won't let you die too easily, people will have to pay for what they did!" ”

"Slander?" Instead of begging for mercy, Pettigrew laughed and said, "No slander, Harry, no slander, I won't slander your arrogant, disgusting father, people always have to pay for what they do...... So, James died at the hands of the Dark Lord. If you believe so much that your father is good and righteous, then why don't you take the soul and let me take a look? ”

Harry calmed down, and he gave a mocking sneer, "You want me to take my soul." Expect that mysterious man in the back of your head to turn over under the Imperius curse, right? Let him take the opportunity to enter my spirit and bring me down with his memories full of killing, hatred and terror, yes? …… Drill the heart and cut the bones! ”

The Mind Drill spell hits Pettigrew, causing him to roll on the ground in agony.

Peter shouted, "Well done Harry, well done, we didn't learn the Unforgivable Curse in our second year, you will become the new Dark Lord, Harry, you have this potential, because you have a part of Voldemort's soul, you are not only the son of James and Lily, but also the son of Lord Voldemort, his Horcrux!" ”

"Drill the heart and cut the bones!" Harry furiously unleashed the Heart-Piercing Curse again.

"I'm at odds with Voldemort! I will kill him, and let him disappear from this world forever and ever. ”

"Then you should kill yourself first!" Pettigrew yelled, "Don't you feel it? Your scars are aching, don't you often see some other visions? Can you still talk to snakes? ”

When Harry heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

Peter Pettigrew took the opportunity to say, "Haven't you understood yet?" The Snake Tongue, this is the symbol of the Dark Lord, the power that his bloodline possesses, from the great blood of Slytherin. Your scar is not only a memorial left by the Dark Lord, but also his imprint, with the imprint of his soul, you grew up under the influence of the Dark Lord's evil and powerful soul, you were born a demon. ”

"Even if all the Dark Lord's souls are dead, he can be resurrected in you!"

Harry stroked the aching wound, a wave of dizziness that made his mind blur, and vaguely, he saw a blurry gray picture of a familiar figure standing in front of him, and in the repeated shaking of the perspective, Harry could see the shadow - it was himself, holding a wand, a little distracted.

He saw the thrower in his view raise his hand, trying to do something to his distracted self.

He quickly came to his senses and waved his hand to cast a Heart-Piercing Spell, and Pettigrew howled in pain, unable to release the magic he had secretly prepared.

Harry was in pain, and he screamed in a suppressed voice, "I'm going to kill you." ”

Pettigrew looked a little unafraid at this point, and he roared, "Come on, then! I'm dead, but you're dead, and Voldemort is the one who survives, and when you kill me, you kill yourself, the good self. You will become the person you hate the most, and Voldemort will be resurrected in you...... Come on! Kill me! ”

Pettigrew keenly caught the subtle waver in Harry's eyes, and he chased after him, "You don't know your father, Harry, the people around you have beautified him so well!" But in reality, Snape can testify that he was a bad boy through and through, bullying his withdrawn classmates, making bad jokes and pleading on them. ”

"He can torture and humiliate Snape, who has the best relationship with your mother, because he likes your mother, and makes him lose face in front of your mother, what do you think of Snape to you? He humiliates you, he mocks you, but that's not a hundredth of what your father did to him, and to someone like Snape, is it just one? ”

"You should understand the feeling." Pettigrew's voice becomes demagogically magnetic.

His words reminded Harry of his cousin Dali, who, in elementary school, led a group of people who insulted him, tore up his books and textbooks, and tore his school uniform.

"He's not a good guy, it's true that the professors like him because he's good at his work, his classmates like him because he's enthusiastic, he has a few loyal friends and he's a Seeker for the Quidditch team, but for some he's also a nightmare. Did you know that in this room, Snape was almost killed by his friend, Lupin, whom you probably knew? ”

"And the reason is a prank by your father and his friends."

"They dropped those misfit little wizards on a tree and pulled out his panties so that anyone he liked could see it, Snape once wanted to kill himself, he threw himself into the arms of the Dark Lord because he wanted to gain the power to punish your 'naughty' father, or not to be bullied by him, he succeeded, James had a relationship with him, but with the help of a few of his friends, James still had the upper hand, but he also failed, and Lily was completely disappointed in him and left him. I dare say that when James died, Snape must have had no sorrow or regret in his heart, and if there was, it was for Lily. ”

"Your father is a demon on one side of the other!" Pettigrew said.

And he had no apologies for Snape, no remorse for what he had done. He's such a villain! Even when Snape was dying, he was only afraid that the school would expel him, and he went to save Snape so that he wouldn't be expelled. ”

"It's just your one-sided words!" Harry trembled, "A lie that a traitor wants to exonerate himself. ”

"Why not take the soul? Look at my memories! Pettigrew sneered: "I'm not a traitor, because I've never been loyal to your father, I'm just a weak, somewhat fat little wizard, in order not to be bullied by someone like your scumbag father, and to curry favor with him, so naturally, when he can't protect me, I will take refuge in another, more powerful person." ”

"I've been doing this all along, so what's the point of betrayal? In my eyes, what's the difference between your father and Voldemort, one is a demon in the school, the other is the Dark Lord of the wizarding world, and they do the same thing. And the Dark Lord didn't bully isolated wizards at school. ”

"In this respect, he is more frank than your father."

"The Dark Lord waved his wand to the order of the powerful wizarding world, and your father only relied on the order of Hogwarts to bully the weak, and Dumbledore represented Hogwarts and turned a blind eye, so Snape is turning his hand to the Dark Lord, because in his opinion, the Dark Lord is more straightforward than Hogwarts."

"Enlightenment! Harry, you have the blood of that scum in your vein, and the soul of Voldemort, and you are destined to become a dark wizard. ”

"Die!" Harry's mind was strongly impacted, he had originally come to kill Pettigrew with a righteous heart, but now the bullying he received at DalΓ­'s house was linked to Pettigrew's words, and the appearance of his father in his memory coincided with DalΓ­ who took the lead in bullying him, and his fragile three views collapsed.

He raised his wand, no longer holding a heart of justice, but simply for revenge, and roared at Pettigrew, "Avada Somi! ”

"Surrender your weapons!" A female voice that Harry was very familiar with suddenly spoke, and Harry was caught off guard, and the wand in his hand was knocked out, and he looked back to see a witch with her face covered in a scarf standing behind him, pointing her wand at him.

For some reason, he felt that the witch was very familiar to him, but he was clearly not impressed.

The witch held a wand and seemed to point at both Harry and Pettigrew at the same time, she pointed at Harry's hand with some hesitation, looking at him with a very complicated look, with nostalgia, sadness, murderous intent, and kindness. She was silent for a long time before she said in a changed voice, "You can't kill him, he's going to be judged by the Ministry of Magic." ”

"I must know her!" Harry thought about it, and he spoke, "Trial, why didn't the Ministry of Magic approve it when he killed my parents?" Oh, by the way, they're busy handing him the Merlin Medal. When Sirius was wronged, why didn't the Ministry of Magic approve it, and it was twice. The first time, they rushed to convict, the next, they wanted to cover up the fault. ”

"Hand him over to the Ministry of Magic again, waiting for them to issue a second Merlin Medal?"

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