Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

“Except for you Wu...” Harry quickly turned around and waved the wand, but the man across the street was faster than him like a mouse.

A red flash flew over and Harry's wand flew out.

He covered his right hand and saw dwarf Peter curling in the corner, his wand trembling against him.

“Wormtail!” Harry said softly that his voice was filled with disdain and contempt, which surprised Harry even more than seeing the anger of a traitor who had betrayed his parents again, and the anger of the wand being shot off by dwarf Peter.

The last time Harry heard from Little Sirius about dwarf Peter, he heard he was dying. Four nights ago, he lost control of his dark magic, causing a huge explosion, and at the same time he paid for his entire right arm, which was then attacked by countless eight-eyed giant spiders in the forbidden forest.

On that night, Pettigrew Peter's body could be described as a hundred holes of sores.

Had Ivan not used the time converter to bring him back, he would have died in the Hogwarts Forbidden Forest by now.

Moreover, it was not only physical harm, Sirius' anger and subsequent detention in the Wizard's Prison, Azkaban, who was tortured every day by the Dementors, almost killed him. Even if not, it would be sooner or later, and that's what everyone thinks.

He will not live long enough, and every extra day will be more unbearable for him than death.

But I really didn't expect him to survive.

Voldemort rescued him from Azkaban together and readmitted him.

The dwarf star Peter is now part of the Death Eaters and stays at Malfoy Manor to guard Ron.

It's a great irony to guard his former “master”.

To avoid revenge from Sirius, dwarf Peter had been hiding at Weasley's for 13 years as a rat, and for quite some time he was Ron's pet. Perhaps it is with this in mind that Voldemort gave him such a task, which, I must say, was utterly disgusting.

Opposite Harry, in the dark corner of the Chamber, the dwarf star Peter stood in awe, full of fear and surprise.

He knocked Harry's wand off, but it didn't seem to give him much security.

In the face of Harry, who suddenly appeared here, dwarf Peter was much more frightened than any other cannibal, or even Harry himself.

He never dreamed that he would meet Harry here again in such a way.

“Harry Potter!” Dwarf Peter trembles with a sharp voice and says, "Why are you here? ”

“I'm here to save Ron.” Harry answered straightforwardly, "I think Sirius would be happy to know you're here, wormtail. ”

Hearing Sirius' name, dwarf Peter fought a cold war, and he said in horror, "No, Harry, you can't..."

“Ron, what's wrong?” Harry impatiently interrupted him.

“is the magic of the Dark Demon King.” The dwarf star Peter whimpered, his disgusting eyes spinning around.

He seemed to have just realized that there was only one Harry here, and he had just blown off the other's wand, that he faced Harry, who had no wand in his hand, and that Harry had no possibility of doing anything to him, and that his capture of Harry Potter was so incredible that as long as he would hand it over to Voldemort, he would receive an unprecedented reward.

“Where are the others, Harry? You're alone, aren't you?” The dwarf star Peter asks, "The great Harry Potter came here alone to save his friend...”

He asked, holding the wand and probing towards Harry.

His body left the shadow in the corner and Harry narrowed his eyes to gauge dwarf Peter.

The other party's body is really too eye-catching. His whole body is covered by a black robe. Compared to the full face, not only is he not thin, but he is also a lot fatter than when he met a few years ago. The fat anomaly makes people feel very strange at first glance.

Yes, very strange, very unusual.

That slight sense of disobedience that just touched Ron rose again in Harry's heart.

He measured the weird wormtail in front of him and wondered why he had gotten fat.

You know, Sirius was able to leave Azkaban back then, mainly because he was too skinny to drill out of the iron door of his cell, and Harry had never seen a witch imprisoned in Azkaban get fatter, especially as the dwarf star Peter is now.

His left hand pointed at Harry with a wand and his otherwise severed right arm seemed to have recovered.

But the dwarf star Peter didn't seem willing to use this hand, and he hid it completely inside the sleeve, concealing the harshness of the truth.

“Your right hand is back?” Harry asked carelessly, distracting each other.

He did not answer the question directly from dwarf Peter, and he hoped to delay the search for opportunities.

The scar on his head caused a little pain, which made Harry feel bad.

“Yes, the Dark Lord gave me a great gift.” Wormtail gasped and said, "He gave me a new body...”

“Why?” Harry asked out loud, "Why would he do that? Who did you betray again? ”

He can't see what a wizard like Wormtail means to Voldemort, why does Voldemort consume magic to reshape his body?!

“It's a great honor...” Peter said heartily, seemingly adding a few more points to the sharp voice to contain the fear, "You don't understand, Harry, you don't understand what's happening to me, and you don't understand how powerful and incredible the magic of the Dark Lord is. ”

“Humph!” Harry snorted, “You just knew too much to betray my parents seventeen years ago. ”

“I have no choice!” Little dwarf Peter shouted out loud, "I'm not as powerful as they are, I don't want to die, I have no other choice, past or present, which is the only way I can avoid death. Come on, kid, now you're supposed to tell me if you're alone? ”

“Ivan and Sirius are right outside, they could come down any minute...”

Harry's voice had just fallen, and while the other person was relaxed for a moment, he fell on the tail of the worm that had come before him.

He grabbed the tail of the worm tightly and held the wand's arm, forcing it up, while the other hand struggled with each other.

Ha, using his full strength to wave, Sirius worked on his special training during this time, he could not last this long.

The wand on the wormtail emits sparks, but there is no way to use magic.

He seemed to be about to be subdued by Harry, but his right arm, which had been hanging on his side, suddenly floated.

That's right, it just floats like that, at a very strange angle...