Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

The little dwarf Peter suddenly grabbed Ron from behind, and no one expected him to do so. He was too close to Ron.

Ron did not dodge, and he stood pale in his face, letting Peter seize himself.

The little dwarf Peter grabbed his wand, and Ron was like a rag doll, and he was blocked by him.

Harry and Black have just created a little warmth that instantly dissipates. The atmosphere was tense again, and Harry and Hermione hurriedly pointed the wand at the little dwarf Peter.

"Ron!" Hermione said worriedly, looking at them with tears.

"You, the despicable coward, let go of Ron!" Harry shouted angrily.

Ai Wen didn't talk, but the end of his wand in his hand gave off light.

This is the performance of the magic gathering, he stared closely at the little dwarf Peter, looking for a chance to shoot.

"Little Dwarf Peter, you dirty guy, you mean this cowardly coward, let go of the boy!" Blake roared angrily. "You really disappoint me, I should have killed you just now!"

"Give me a dementor, this is no different from killing me directly, maybe even worse!" The expression on the little dwarf Peter's face was extremely frightened, trembling and pleading, "I can't go there, they will me." The soul **** away! Let me leave, Sirius, look at what we used to be friends!"

"Friend?!" Blake walked over to Peter and said with a grin. "I was really blind, and I actually made a friend like you. This is the last thing I regretted in my life!"

"No, don't come over!" the little dwarf Peter shouted. He pointed his wand at Black, and then immediately turned back, pointing to Ron's chest. "You are all away from me, put down your wand, if you still want If you let Ron live, just do what I said, otherwise"

In the huge hall, only he was shouting with screaming, no one moved.

"Hurry up, do as I said!" The little dwarf star flashed a mad light in his eyes. He shouted, "I am not kidding, I will give you ten seconds, if some of you have not Drop the wand and wait for Ron to collect the corpse."

Avon, Harry, Hermione, and Black looked at each other and they hesitated.

The little dwarf Peter is obviously playing really. He really kills Ron. The end of his wand in his hand begins to glow with a faint glow of green light. It is the Ashadaso curse.

Harry gasped and looked at the little dwarf Peter unwillingly.

Suddenly he regretted that he had just stopped Black from killing Peter. If he didn't do it, it would not happen now. In order to help Sirius Black wash his grievances, he can't let the little dwarf Peter, but he can't ignore Ron.

Harry hesitated, he didn't know what to do.

One side is his best friend, and the other side is his own godfather. No matter which side he gives up, he will feel bad.

"Do as he said, Harry!" Black said suddenly. "Put the wand down and we must keep the boy safe."

"but"

"There is nothing!" Blake said eagerly. "This boy is your friend. We can't help him." Remember, Harry, if your friends are in danger, you need your help. You have to do everything. Can help him, even if he pays the price of his life!"

When he heard Black, Harry sobbed and threw his wand on the ground.

"Ron, I know you are controlled by the little dwarf Peter. I don't know if you can hear it, but I still want to say." Harry looked up at Ron, his eyes were firm and he shouted with all his strength. "Ron, you are my best friend, always! Just like Sirius has just said, I am willing to pay the price to help you! So, I hope you will wake up quickly."

No one spoke, everyone looked at Harry quietly, listening to his loud cry from the heart.

"You are your father's good son, Harry!" Black said with relief, "I am proud of you!"

"Very good, there are two!" Peter Dwarf screamed, and he was crying, tears blurring his eyes.

He tried to control himself not to cry. He saw James's shadow from Harry. He thought that he once had such a friend who was willing to give everything for himself. He thought of his student days and James, Sirius and Lupin. All sorts of past events, they ventured together in Hogwarts, and they have their footprints everywhere on campus.

But he has nothing left now, and he personally ruined it all.

Listening to Harry's shouting, the little dwarf Peter told himself in his heart that he did nothing wrong, hiding behind the strong is the right choice.

If you fight against the Dark Lord, he may have died long ago!

"Ivan, Hermione, I don't have the right to ask you to do anything, but Black looks at Evan and Hermione, who still hold their wands."

"I know, Sirius!" Ivan put the wand on the ground, and he looked at Ron slowly. "I was in the office of Professor Lupin, I told you, Ron! Although you have many shortcomings, You are not the same as the guy behind you! The two of you have the essential difference, you will never betray your friends, we all believe in you, don't let everyone down."

"Yes, Ron, we all believe in you!" Hermione also put her wand down, her eyes flushed. "Remember how we became friends? Remember that in the first grade, you and Harry. The moment I rescued me from the monsters, then, you defeated the monster! Without you, I am afraid I will die long ago! If possible, I am willing to pay for the price of your life."

Seeing what was happening in front of him, Ron stood there pale, his face full of pain.

He was being carried by the little dwarf Peter and slowly left the foyer.

Ron’s body trembled uncontrollably. Peter was making new orders in his mind, but Ron couldn’t hear a word. All he wanted now was Harry, Avon, and Hermione. Those words that are said.

He has done so much sorry for everyone, but they still be friends.

Ron trembled. He thought he was a hero who was not understood, like the little dwarf Peter, but what he saw now, Peter is a humble, weakest pity, the culprit of all the unfortunate events, and He actually helped him and betrayed his friends.

Although still controlled by the Imperius Curse, Ron suddenly cried out and cried for unprecedented sadness.

He suddenly found himself a jerk, an unprecedented bastard!

Like last year, he would rather trust an unfamiliar diary to believe in an evil black wizard than to believe in his friends! (To be continued.)