Peter Pettigrew suddenly grabbed Ron from behind, no one expected him to do this, he was so close to Ron.

Ron didn't dodge either, he stood there with a pale face, letting Peter grab him.

Peter Pettigrew snatched his wand, and Ron stood in front of him like a rag doll.

The warmth that Harry and Blake had just created dissipated in an instant. Tensions relapsed, and Harry and Hermione hurriedly turned their wands at Peter Pettigrew.

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

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

Evan didn't speak, but the end of his wand glowed like nothing.

It was a sign of the mana gathering as he stared at Peter Pettigrew for an opportunity.

"Peter Pettigrew, you filthy fellow, you groveling coward, let go of that boy!" Blake roared angrily, "You really let me down, I should have killed you just now!"

"Give me to the Dementors, it's no different than killing me, maybe even worse!" Peter Pettigrew begged with horror on his face, trembling and pleading, "I can't go there, they'll suck my soul away!

"Friend?!" Blake said as he walked over to Peter, gritting his teeth, "I was so blind that I made a friend like you, and this is the thing I regret most in my life!"

"No, don't come here!" Peter Pettigrew shouted sharply, pointing his wand at Black, then immediately turning back and pointing at Ron's chest, "Stay away from me, put down your wand, and if you still want Ron alive, do as I say, or else"

He was the only one in the huge foyer who was screaming hoarsely, and no one moved.

"Hurry up, do as I say!" Peter Pettigrew's eyes flashed with a frenzied glint as he exclaimed, "I'm not kidding, I'll give you another ten seconds, and if any of you don't drop your wand, wait to collect Ron's body." ”

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

Peter Pettigrew was clearly playing for real, he was really going to kill Ron, and the end of his wand in his hand began to glow with a faint green light, which was the Avada Curse.

Harry gasped and looked at Peter Pettigrew unwillingly.

He suddenly regretted that he had stopped Blake from killing Peter, and if he hadn't done that, this wouldn't have happened now. In order to help Sirius Black clear his name, he can't let Peter Pettigrew go, but he can't ignore Ron.

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

On the one hand, he is his best friend, and on the other hand, he is indeed his godfather, no matter which side he gives up, he will feel distressed.

"Do as he says, Harry!" Blake said suddenly, "put the wand down, we must keep this boy safe." ”

"But"

"Nothing!" said Blake eagerly, "this boy is your friend, and we cannot afford to die for him." Remember, Harry, if a friend is in danger and needs your help, you will do everything you can to help him, even if it costs you your life!"

Harry sobbed at Blake's words and threw his wand to the ground.

"Ron, I know you're controlled by Peter Pettigrew, I don't know if you can hear it, but I want to say it anyway" Harry looked up at Ron, his gaze was extremely determined, and he shouted loudly with all his strength, "Ron, you're my best friend, always will be!" Just like Sirius just said, I'm willing to pay with my life to help you! So, I want you to come to your senses quickly. ”

No one spoke, everyone watched Harry in silence and listened to him shout loudly from the heart.

"You're your father's good son, Harry!" Blake said with relief, "I'm so proud of you!"

"Good, two more!" Peter Pettigrew screamed, also weeping, tears blurring his eyes.

He tried to keep himself from crying, he saw the shadow of Jaime in Harry, he thought of his friends who were willing to give everything for him, he thought of his school days with James, Sirius, and Lupin, who had adventures together at Hogwarts, and their footprints everywhere on campus.

But now he has nothing, and he ruined it all with his own hands.

Listening to Harry's shouts, Peter Pettigrew told himself over and over again in his heart that what he did was not wrong, and hiding behind the strong man was the right choice.

If he had fought against the Dark Lord, he would probably be dead by now!

"Aven, Hermione, I don't have the right to ask you to do anything, but" Blake looked at Evan and Hermione, who were still holding their wands.

"I know, Sirius!" Evan put his wand on the ground, he looked at Ron and said slowly, "I told you in Professor Lupin's office just now, Ron! Although you have many shortcomings, you are not at all the same as the guy behind you! You two are fundamentally different, you will never betray your friends, we all believe in you, don't let everyone down." ”

"Yes, Ron, we all believe in you!" Hermione said as she put her wand down, her eyes reddening, "remember how we became friends, remember the moment when you and Harry rescued me from the trolls in the first year? ”

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

He was being carried by Peter Pettigrew as he slowly walked back out of the foyer.

Ron's body trembled uncontrollably, Peter was giving new orders in his head, but Ron couldn't listen to a word, all he was thinking about was what Harry, Aven, and Hermione had just said.

He's done so many sorry things for everyone, but they still treat themselves as friends.

Ron shuddered, he had thought that he was an incomprehensible hero like Peter Pettigrew, but what he saw now, Peter was a lowly, most cowardly wretched wretch, the culprit of all misadventures, and he actually helped him and betrayed his friends.

Although still controlled by the Imperius Curse, Ron suddenly burst into tears, crying more heartily than ever before.

He suddenly realized that he was such a bastard, a bastard like never before!

Like last year, he'd rather trust a strange diary, an evil dark wizard, than his friends! )