Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

“What should I look like?!” Ron looked indifferently at Harry.

Harry stunned, he didn't know how to answer each other, tears streaming down his cheek uncontrollably.

“Ron!” Hermione shouted softly, her crystalline tears spinning in her eyes.

Back in her memory, Ron accused Crook Mountain of eating spots that afternoon, also in the public lounge, and Ron looked terrible, accusing himself and then fighting Ivan. Ron was very unusual at the time, but his expression now sensitized him to an unprecedented stranger.

“I saved you last night, and I uncovered a fierce werewolf, and I'm a hero!” Ron didn't go to see Hermione, he stared closely at Harry, and his unprecedented determination was revealed in his stubborn voice.

“Hero?!” Harry and Hermione stunned for a moment, wondering why Ron would say that.

“Yes, I am a hero! But now you're telling me I'm not like this?” Ron doesn't look controlled by a soul-snatching spell at all. He sounds like he's been treated unfairly, shouting angrily, "What do you think I look like? Should I have been born a companion to the famous Savior, a humble and cowardly follower, a ridiculous existence?! ”

“Ron, I'm not...” Harry said sadly.

“Enough, Harry!” Ron got rid of Harry's hands, "I have nothing to say to you, and I know you all look down on me! What I am, I will prove to you with actual action, I will grab Wolf Black myself, and I will do what no one else has done. ”

“Catch Sirius Black?!” Hermione took a half step backwards and looked scared. An unknown hunch had risen from the inside, and she asked in panic, “What do you want to do? ”

“Do what a hero should do! ”

“I won't let you go until you wake up.” Harry grabbed Ron's robe again, "Wake up, Ron, think about the last three years...”

Harry's words were not finished, and two rough red lights flashed in the dorm, hitting Harry and Hermione, respectively. Boom! Two men fell down and lay motionless on the ground. Ron seemed hesitant to see Harry Hermione faint on the ground, and he bounced slightly and immediately stopped.

“Come, my dear child, my benevolent master!” A sharp voice bursts in the room, "it's time to do what we have to do! The two of them just passed out, and when we catch Blake, they'll know you're great. ”

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Professor Lupin's office, Ivan, saw on the map of the living spot that Ron was standing behind himself. He hurried back, but it was too late, and the moment he turned around, the door of the office was slammed open, Ron rushed in clumsily, with a powerful inertia, and pounded on him.

Two people fell on the ground, wrapped around everything.

Ivan wanted to use magic, but Ron wouldn't give him a chance.

He held Ivan's right hand tightly and was terribly powerful, ignoring the attack that had fallen on him.

He's like a sandbag that doesn't feel pain, and Ivan can't get away with it.

The wand blasted out several rays of light, smashing the water tank at the corner of the wall, and the green water monster lay on the floor, dying.

“Let go, Ron!” Ivan shouted furiously, “Do you know what you're doing? ”

He saw Peter Peter, a dwarf not far from him, deforming and Peter's body shrinking rapidly into a rat-shaped shape.

He was breaking free of his magic bonds and the tightly tied rope began to slide aside.

“Oops!” Ivan pushed Ron hard on his knees and punched him hard with his free left hand.

Ron shook for a while, and he dodged away because of the pain.

Evan took the opportunity to point his right-hand wand at him, and the light flashed through him, and Ron flew out heavily, hitting the wall behind him.

Haven't waited for Ivan to turn his head to see Peter Pettigrew, a red light coming from the side.

With a bang, Evan's wand drew a parabola in the air and landed at Peter Peter Pettigrew's feet.

“Dear child, this farce should indeed be over!” Peter Pettigrew picked up Ivan's wand and the expression on his face was unbearably exciting, "I finally won! ”

Ivan didn't speak, and he saw Ron climb back up with bruises all over his face.

“Tsk tsk, look at your wand.” Peter the dwarf scrupulously touched Evan's wand with a cheerful smile on his face like a child getting a new toy, "so well maintained, much prettier than my little master's. ”

Peter Pettigrew returned another wand to Ron, pointing Ivan's wand at Ivan.

“Ivan, I can give you another chance, you just..."

“You're changing your face so fast, Peter!” Ivan interrupted him and said with disdain, "You just knelt on your knees and begged me, willing to give everything in exchange for a way of life, and now you're like this. ”

“Because I'm a smart man, a smart man can often laugh to the end.” Petite dwarf Peter had a strange smile on his mouth and said in a sharp voice, "Fifteen years ago, my three stupid Griffindor friends, all brainwashed by Dumbledore, went to fight the Dark Lord. What's in it for you? ”

“So you betrayed them and became a traitor! ”

“Don't make it sound so bad, I'm just choosing the stronger side to turn to.” Peter the dwarf continues, "let me tell you something, Evan! For small people, the most important thing is choosing the stronger side to get the most out of it. The Dark Lord is mighty, you'll never imagine. ”

“Powerful power?! Sounds a lot like Slytherin should have a tone.” Ivan said calmly, "I've heard the cap say that you asked to go to Griffindor on your own initiative, and you were going to find the courage you never had. ”

“That's what my mother expected of me, and my father was a brave and fearless Gryffindor. ”

Peter Pettigrew closed his eyes and revealed a slight memory of the past on his face.

“But you disappointed your mother! ”

“I don't think so. I compensated her with a first class Ser Merlin medal.” Peter the dwarf slowly said, "As I grew older, I slowly figured it all out. My mother didn't want me to be as brave as my father, she needed honor that she could be proud of. ”

“But those honors don't belong to you. You lied to everyone! ”

“Does that make a difference?!” Peter Pettigrew out of nowhere, "as long as I was a hero in the eyes of others, that was enough! ”