"No!"

In the empty theater, with the spotlights lit up, a mournful cry resounded through the sky.

Peter Pettigrew was illuminated by seven or eight pillars of light, as if he was possessed by Yuan Hua, who was carrying the BGM "One Cut Plum", and knelt down weakly.

Because of Harry's nod, he was completely sentenced to death.

Some of the wizards around him who were watching from under the stage had turned their wands and pointed them at him.

Peter walked forward on his knees, breathing in a low voice, his hands clenched to his chest, as if praying for something.

"Sirius—it's me...... It's Peter...... Your friend, you won't ......"

Blake kicked him mercilessly, and Peter Pettigrew winced.

"There's enough dirt on my robe, I don't want you to touch it." Blake said in disgust.

"Remus!"

Peter Pettigrew turned to Lupin with a wail, writhing in front of him, but Lupin didn't pity him.

The two rolled up their sleeves together, and Blake asked, "Shall we both kill him together?" ”

"No...... Don't ......" Peter Pettigrew cried in horror, hurriedly turning and crawling towards Ron.

Ron...... I'm not your good friend...... Good pets? You're not going to let them kill me, Ron, are you...... You'll be on my side, won't you? ”

Ron glared at Pettigrew with extreme disgust.

"I let you sleep in my bed!" Ron said.

"Good child...... Good Master...... Peter Pettigrew crawled towards Ron, "You won't let them do that...... I'm your little mouse...... I'm your good pet......"

"If you're better than a rat, there's nothing to boast about, Peter." Blake said bitterly.

Ron took a step back to keep Peter from touching him, "You're not my pet anymore, remember?" I gave you to Clark, and he gave me an owl. ”

Peter Pettigrew knelt there, shivering uncontrollably, and slowly turned his head to Harry.

Harry...... Harry...... You look exactly like your father...... Exactly the same ......"

"How dare you speak to Harry?" Blake almost lost his voice and roared, "How dare you face him? How dare you mention Jaime in front of him? ”

"Harry!" Peter Pettigrew's face was sobbing as he dragged his knees and knelt on the ground, "Harry, Jaime wouldn't want me killed...... Jaime will understand, Harry...... He will be merciful to me......"

Blake and Lupin stepped forward, reached out and grabbed Peter Pettigrew by the shoulders, throwing him right in the middle of the stage.

The spotlight kept on him, and Peter sat there, obviously in the light, but trembling as if he were in the snow.

He knew in his heart that he was still living in this world, and this was the biggest flaw, evidence that was difficult to deny.

"It's you, who betrayed Jaime and Lily's whereabouts to Voldemort," Blake's voice trembled, the excitement of everything being settled and he was about to be wronged, "Is there anything else you can explain?" ”

Peter Pettigrew howled and cried, and it looked horrible, like a king-size bald baby boy shivering on the floor, but none of the people present would show sympathy.

Even in Clark's opinion behind the scenes, there may be more fear than regret in his crying at this time.

"Sirius, Sirius, what can I do?

I can't help it, that Dark Lord...... You don't know...... His power, his means, you can't even imagine...... I was terrified, Sirius, I wasn't as brave as you, Lupin, or James.

I didn't mean to betray Jaime either...... The one who couldn't even mention his name...... He forced me ......"

The remaining wizards, who were still watching, also turned their wands at this moment and pointed it at Peter Pettigrew, whose words were already self-defeating.

By now, everything is clear, Sirius Black was wronged, and the culprit who betrayed the Potters in the first place was the short, bald man in front of him - Peter Pettigrew.

"It's all a lie!" Blake growled.

The other party's posture made the anger in Blake's eyes even stronger, and he even felt a burst of dizziness, how brainless he was in the first place, so he would think about temporarily turning this person into a secret person.

The disgusting wizard in front of him evoked his heart-rending memories again.

"You've been passing information to Lily and Jaime for a year before they died! You're his spy, and you've been for a long time! ”

He ...... His influence is everywhere! Peter Pettigrew gasped and said, "Reject him, there's—what's the benefit?" ”

"What's the benefit of fighting the worst demon of all time?" Blake's face was filled with anger, "That's to save more innocent lives, Peter!" ”

"What about me? You don't understand," pleaded Peter Pettigrew, "what should I do, he'll kill me, Sirius!" ”

Hearing this, Blake's murderous intent was even worse, and he even wanted to cast an Avadaso Curse desperately, the desire to kill invaded his body like a pervasive high fever, and if he had a wand in his hand at this time, the green light must be very dazzling.

"Then you're damned!" The cold words were like a sharp blade into Peter's heart, "At least it is better to die than to betray a friend, and we will do the same for you!" ”

Lupin stood with him, "That's right, Peter, it's the last time I'll call you that." ”

"You should understand," he raised his wand and said calmly, "if Voldemort hadn't killed you, we'd have killed you too." Goodbye, Peter. ”

"No!"

"Stop"

The first sentence was shouted by Harry, and the second sentence was spoken by a middle-aged wizard with a black pointed wizard hat and a black wizard cloak, who was meticulously dressed in the summer.

Harry, who shouted, trotted a few steps in front of Peter Pettigrew and faced Lupin's wand, "You can't kill him!" ”

As he spoke, as if worried that Lupin they hadn't heard, he repeated in a loud voice, "You can't!" ”

Both Blake and Lupin were shocked.

"Harry, this scoundrel has caused you to lose both of your parents," Blake roared excitedly, "this filthy fellow who grovels to Voldemort will not be willing to let you die." You heard what he just said, his own stinky skin is more important than the lives of your whole family. ”

"I understand," Harry tried to calm his breathing, which made his mind clearer and his speech more organized, "we can take him to the castle, or hand him over to the Dementors and the Ministry of Magic, and let them judge him and send him to Azkaban...... Just don't kill him here. ”

"Harry!"

Can you not die? Peter Pettigrew, who was happy to fall from the sky, subconsciously ignored Harry's Azkaban and reached out to hug his knee, "Thank you...... This is a gift to me...... Thank you ......."

"Let go of me," Harry said spit, shaking Peter Pettigrew's hand away in disgust, "I'm not doing this for you, I just don't think my dad wants his best friend to kill – especially someone like you." ”

"I think this kid is right, Mr. Black!" The middle-aged man who spoke with Harry just now said, "Even if that case was problematic, I think he should be tried by the Ministry of Magic instead of being lynched." ”

Blake looked at him unkindly, "Who are you?" ”

"Rogge, Rog McMillan, maybe you don't remember me anymore, I was the hitter of the Magical Law Enforcement Team, and I was the one who arrested you after the bombing."

Blake's cheeks, which were already meatless, twitched, "That's still an old acquaintance, what, do you have any objections to this matter?" After all, you are one of the participants in this matter. ”

The hidden meaning of his words was heard by many people, and it was nothing more than accusing Rogge of being ready to shirk responsibility because he had participated in this time.

However, Rogge McMillan was not angry, as shrewd as he was, he could naturally see that there was something else going on in this matter.

Although he did participate in the arrest of Sirius Black back then, he was only acting according to orders, even if he arrested the wrong person now and caused an unjust, false and wrongful case, what does it have to do with him as a clerk.

And he's not Crouch's person, he's a Fudge faction, and now there's a flaw in the case that Crouch tried back then, if not many people know about this matter, then maybe Fudge will help him cover it up for the sake of the so-called overall situation and the credibility of the Ministry of Magic.

But now this matter has reached such a point, there are so many people in this theater, and there are still people taking pictures just now, and the matter can be said to be completely unconcealed.

In this case, although Fudge will be a little troubled, he can only "be happy to see it happen" and take himself out first.

So Rogge just glanced at Peter quietly, and then said to Blake:

"I'm sorry for what happened to you, but as this kid said, you are not an official of the Ministry of Magic, and you have no law enforcement powers, so this prisoner cannot be handed over to you, he can only be brought back to the Ministry of Magic."

As if he was worried that Blake's temper was too stubborn, he changed his tone and softened his tone.

"Of course, I vouch for my reputation that the ministry will give you a fair answer, and if this is true, he will be thrown into Azkaban.

Besides, if you think about it, you're about to regain your freedom, so why bother adding new troubles to yourself because of such scum? ”

Harry nodded in agreement, and no one moved or made a sound except Peter Pettigrew.

Peter Pettigrew clutched the clothes on his chest and gasped for air.

Blake and Lupin looked at each other for a moment, and eventually, Lupin's wand lowered.

"You're the only one who has the authority to decide, Harry," Blake looked at him, "but, think about it...... Think about what he's done......"

"He can go to Azkaban, can he, sir?" Harry glanced at Roger McMillan, who nodded affirmatively, "Depending on his situation, the Dementors may not wait until he enters Azkaban, and the Dementors will give him a kiss." ”

When Peter Pettigrew heard this, he didn't catch his breath and almost pumped.

"Very well," said Lupin, "stand out, Harry. ”

Harry hesitated.

"I'm just going to tie him up," said Lupin, "and I mean nothing else, I swear." ”

Harry stepped out of the way, and this time a long rope shot out of Lupin's wand tip, and in a few moments, Peter Pettigrew was tied up, his mouth stuffed, and he could only writhe helplessly on the floor.

"Of course, if you dare to shapeshift and run away, Peter," Lupin's wand didn't move, "we'll kill you, do you agree, Harry?" ”

Harry looked down at the dastarly thing on the floor and nodded, allowing Peter Pettigrew to see it as well.

"Thanks, we'll leave it to you." Seeing that they had settled the matter, Roger McMillan, along with another colleague he knew, stretched out his wand and waved it.

As if an invisible rope was tied to his wrists, neck, and knees, Pettigrew was pulled to float in the air, levitating more than a meter above the ground.

"By the way, Mr. Black, you and this ...... Well...... This Professor Lupin, it would be better to go back to the ministry with us, and use the park's network of flyways.

Don't worry, Headmaster Dumbledore, I think the Minister will explain. Rogge continued.

Lupin and Blake looked at each other, then nodded and walked silently beside him.

Roger McMillan had a smile on his face, and he looked at Peter Pettigrew, who was bound, and felt that promotions and raises seemed to be beckoning to him.

In Clark's opinion behind the scenes, so far, the entire plan to help Blake clear his grievances is also developing in a good direction.

"Let's get out of the way, now we're going to escort the prisoners to the department first."

With his shouting, the crowd of onlookers quickly moved out of the way.

Roger McMillan, along with his companions, sandwiched Peter Pettigrew in the middle, followed by Lupin and Blake, ready to go back to the ministry together.

Harry looked at their distant figures, hesitated for a moment, and finally pulled Ron and chased after him in stride, he suddenly remembered that Blake seemed to have another identity, that is, his godfather.

"Wait, Mr. Black!" Harry shouted after him.

Blake, who had just walked out of the theater gate, stopped when he heard this, and even the two Ministry of Magic staff members turned their heads to look at him.

"What's the matter, Harry?"

"I ...... I've heard ......"

Harry calmed down his inner turmoil and chaotic breathing, and as soon as he spoke, the next-

Rumble!

With a loud explosion, the hall on the mountainside not far away, which had been used to welcome visitors, collapsed into ruins amid the light of fire and roar.

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