Chapter 256 Desperate Situation

"What happened in the end?" Snape asked with a gloomy face. When Snape's throat was strangled by the wizard's hand, everyone fell silent.

Among the people present, Ron helped Snape, while Sirius and Professor Lupin were completely controlled by Snape. They had no ability to resist.

Among the remaining three people, Hermione was obviously no match for Snape. Even Ron, in actual combat, Hermione had a great chance of failure, and Fanlin seemed to have lost the ability to resist at this time. Now, Harry was the only one who still had the ability to fight, but Harry never said that he wanted to help anyone from beginning to end.

"Unfortunately, it seems that your level is not enough to implement your own ideas..." Snape said, "This is also a lesson. The right to speak is always in the hands of the winner. I think you should understand."

"Very... very vivid... lesson, teacher... I... I think... I will remember your teachings." Fanlin said with difficulty, and the locked wizard's hand made his breathing a little difficult.

"Very good..." Snape curled his lips, he seemed to be smiling, but more of a slightly mocking meaning.

Snape glanced around coldly, and Ron shrank his body timidly. He was very afraid of Snape.

"Very good..." After seeing Ron's reaction, Snape showed an inexplicable meaning, as if he was satisfied, but there was also a trace of disgust in it.

"If you two still want to try, I don't mind petrifying you here. It's safe here. No one will come to the Shrieking Shack in Hogsmeade. I think you can enjoy the night here."

Harry and Hermione didn't speak. Hermione looked at Snape viciously, and the girl hated Snape even more. And Harry, Harry kept his head down and didn't know what he was thinking.

Seeing that the two didn't speak, Snape was a little disappointed and shook his head slightly, but he didn't intend to say anything. He was a winner, and now he was going to execute Sirius. He had always wanted to do this, and even said that he couldn't wait. No one could stop him at this time.

There was a bitterness on the corner of Fanlin's mouth. It was supposed to be a foolproof thing, but something went wrong from the beginning.

First, Ron was captured by Sirius and entered the Shrieking Shack. These were all situations Fanlin had thought of in advance. Even Harry's reaction Fanlin guessed and calculated.

However, to Fanlin's disappointment, Sirius's body was too weak. He was subdued by Harry and Ron together. Harry almost sent Sirius to see Merlin, which delayed things long enough.

Only when they arrived did Sirius escape from the life crisis.

Then there was Professor Lupin. Fanlin knew that Lupin would definitely come to participate in the judgment, for Peter Pettigrew, or Sirius Black.

No matter which aspect of the judgment, Lupin had enough reasons to participate in person. He was the party at the time, a good friend of Harry's father, and a close friend of Sirius. Even Peter Pettigrew was his friend.

Of course Lupin had to attend such a party at this time. However, the worst thing is that Professor Lupin's arrival is not just a simple person. Behind him is Professor Snape. Obviously, no one here welcomes Professor Snape's sudden visit, except Ron, or his rat, Peter Pettigrew.

Obviously, if Professor Snape insists on killing Sirius, then the final result will be Peter Pettigrew's victory, and Ron will lose his rat forever.

Let's ask, a person has been hiding for twelve years, and then he witnessed the death of the person who was chasing him in front of him, then who would continue to hide, live in the dark, and then listen to the thoughts of a bored little boy.

This is impossible. No one would do this. There is no need to worry. Of course, you have to live in the sun, not to mention that Peter Pettigrew has a lot of honors for him to squander.

When Fanlin thought of this, his expression became even darker, and his eyes couldn't help but look at the bulging pocket on Ron's chest. Peter Pettigrew was there, and he had stopped trembling.

"That's good!" Snape said, and with a wave of his arm, the wizard's hand that had been tightly holding Fanlin's neck loosened.

In his opinion, Fanlin had lost his fighting ability. He knew Fanlin very well. Whether it was magic or practical skills, he taught them all by himself.

The only thing that surprised Snape throughout the night was Fanlin's progress in spell control, and a bunch of spells and combinations that only he could use.

However, all of this had not yet reached the point beyond Snape's control, so, as expected, Snape won the final victory. In his opinion, this was not a suspenseful thing. It only depended on how much magic and time he had to pay.

"Now, it's your turn... Sirius Black!" Snape's tone was filled with endless anger and hatred. He hated Sirius, just as he hated Harry's father.

"Hehe..." The corners of Sirius' mouth reluctantly moved twice.

Because of the fight that broke out, the already dilapidated Shrieking Shack became riddled with holes. If the fight continued for a while, the Shrieking Shack in Hogsmeade might no longer exist.

"What are you laughing at?" Snape asked. Sirius's laughter made him feel very uncomfortable, as if he had eaten a slug and felt nauseous.

"Of course I am laughing at you..." Sirius said. His face looked a little gray. He seemed a little desperate. From the moment he was captured and Vanlin was completely defeated by Snape, his face showed a somewhat crazy expression.

He knew his fate. Snape would not give him any chance at all, just like he would not give Peter Pettigrew any chance.

There were only two choices for him. The first was to be killed by Snape with the Avada Kedavra Curse, and the second was to be sent to the Ministry of Magic by Snape, continue to be imprisoned in Aunt Cabo, and then be executed.

And the executors, as expected, were those damned monsters, the Dementors hidden under the dark cloak, who used his soul to fill the monsters' endless desires.

Compared with the second option, Sirius would rather die under the Death Curse. (To be continued)