Chapter 115 I Am Sober (Third Update, Please Subscribe)

Chapter 115 I am awake (the third update~please subscribe~)

Short and tiny.

But it sticks to the flesh and cannot escape Harry's perception.

"It has always been you." Harry laughed, but his eyes were very cold. He turned to look at Lupin, "Professor, turn him back to a human."

Lupin stretched out his wand and pointed it at him.

A blue light gushed out and wrapped around the mouse. It immediately burst into a brilliant flash, twisting and expanding. With a "pop", the human head emerged from the tiny torso, followed by the limbs and finally the body.

He was very short, not even as tall as Harry now.

A Great British hairstyle, his hair was as thin as Ron's wallet, and there were several mottled bald spots. His skin was loose and wrinkled, and covered with dirt - some of the latest and some accumulated over the years.

The nose was very sharp, with a cone-shaped ornament inserted in it, resting on the bridge of the nose, and a pair of light brown eyes slyly spinning.

Thirteen years of pet life, he almost assimilated into a mouse.

He hunched his back and twisted his hands in front of his chest.

He was timid and had shifty eyes.

"Hi, Remus, my dearest friend, long time no see." Peter shrank his head, his voice was sharp, pretending to be warm without distinction, "And Harry!"

"My best friend's child, I have been watching you grow up all these years, you are outstanding, better than your father and mother."

Harry looked at him.

He felt sick inside.

"Peter." Lupin spoke, looking at him coldly, vigilantly without putting down his wand, "Long time no see, I didn't expect you to be like this for so many years..."

Peter spoke in a panic, defending himself: "I'm just scared, I know he will definitely come back to find me! Just like now!"

"Did you know Sirius would escape from Azkaban?" Lupin questioned him.

Peter said anxiously, almost biting his tongue: "Of course, he knows Animagus, so do I. Of course I know he can do it."

"And he is black... a lackey of the mysterious man. Maybe the mysterious man has taught him a few powerful spells."

Lupin opened his mouth and was about to continue asking.

Harry waved his hand and interrupted him: "Professor, there is no need to waste time."

Lupin was stunned.

"Axil!"

Harry made a seal.

"Who revealed the address of the Potter mansion to Voldemort?" Harry asked the most critical question in a hurry.

Peter was confused, his eyes were straight, and he even subconsciously bit his tail like a mouse: "It was me."

Lupin's eyes widened and he clenched his wand.

"When did you become a lackey of Voldemort?" Peter's brain seemed to be assimilated into a mouse. He was affected by the seal for a longer time than Malfoy. Harry continued to ask.

Peter confessed honestly: "One year after graduation."

"One year?" Lupin raised his voice, "You actually worked as a lackey of the mysterious man for a whole year?"

Peter's voice was numb: "James and Sirius have always looked down on me."

"When did they ever consider me a friend?"

Lupin's face was a little unnatural, and he turned his head aside.

Harry noticed.

Peter came back to his senses, recovered his consciousness from the influence of the Axis sign, and looked at Harry in panic: "You...what did you do to me?"

"Ask some questions that I care about." Harry had a blank expression, and the amulet under his clothes vibrated violently, "Confirmed some things I want to know."

Peter looked at Lupin, his tone full of bewitching, but he trembled and stuttered, not very confident: "Remus, my dear Remus, we are the same, aren't we?"

"Potter and Black have always looked down on us!"

"You are a werewolf, you are a werewolf!"

When he said this, he also looked at Harry several times.

"They have always distrusted you because of your identity. When selecting the secret keeper, they excluded you at the first time. They didn't even let you live in the Potter mansion for long."

Lupin glared at him with disgust, said nothing, pointed his wand at him, and took two steps back.

Peter took a deep breath.

He knew he couldn't convince Lupin, so he rushed towards Harry.

Subconsciously, it was really just subconscious.

Harry turned sideways and stepped on Peter's back again, pressing him down.

"Harry, Harry!" Regardless of the pain, Peter struggled, "I am your father's friend, and your best friend Ron's pet."

"I was just confused for a moment."

"I really didn't, I didn't want to, and I didn't hurt you."

"Look at me, I haven't hurt anyone in the Weasley family for thirteen years, even last year when the Dark Lord, I mean, the mysterious man broke into Hogwarts, I didn't come forward to help him!"

"Really, all this is true, Harry, your father will definitely forgive me."

Harry had a blank expression on his face, exerted force on his feet, and stepped on Peter to make him wail in pain.

"Yes, you have been very well behaved in the past thirteen years and have not hurt anyone else." Harry said softly.

Peter held back his cry of pain, as if grasping a glimmer of hope.

Harry pulled out the amulet, which vibrated violently like a motor: "But you still have ill will towards me, but you dare not show it openly."

Peter held his breath, and the vibration of the amulet began to slow down, but it did not completely disappear.

"You can't even hide your malice now." Harry sneered, "Peter, do you think that you have been hiding your identity for thirteen years, and the mistakes you have made can be written off?"

"You haven't hurt anyone now."

"What does it have to do with you killing my parents thirteen years ago?"

Peter was still struggling: "James will definitely, definitely forgive me."

"So what?" Harry stepped on him, his tone cold, "He is him, I am me."

"He may be confused and will forgive you."

"But I am very sober now."

He loosened his feet and waved his wand. Peter flew up, and a rat face appeared in front of him. Harry reached out and pinched Peter's cheeks and opened his mouth.

He reached into the sorting hat with his other hand, took out a bottle of potion, and poured it into his mouth stiffly.

"No, Harry, not yet!" Lupin was a step slower and pulled Harry's arm, but he didn't expect a thirteen-year-old wizard to be so strong, and he was dragged and staggered.

"It's not poison, it's water of life and death." Harry threw Peter to the ground.

The mouse twitched and struggled a few times, then fell asleep.

Lupin sniffed his breath and found that he was still healthy, which made him feel relieved.

"I know I have to keep him to exonerate Sirius Black." Harry stuffed the bottle back into the Sorting Hat, his tone and face seemed a little depressed.

Lupin patted his shoulder: "Everything is over, Harry, at least everything..."

Harry shook his head: "Don't comfort me."

"I'm just thinking about a problem."

Lupin listened patiently. He didn't have much experience in comforting people, but he also knew that at this time, it's best to be a listener.

"Is Sirius really so brainless?" Harry sighed, "He would rather stay in Azkaban for thirteen years than open his mouth and speak out?"

Lupin was stunned.

He was a little dumbfounded, and his raised hand froze in mid-air, at a loss.

This atmosphere, this situation, and emotions have all been laid out here, and he is actually thinking about this kind of thing in his mind.

"Sirius, he is indeed, um... you know." Lupin stuttered and could only throw out this sentence.

"I am really worried." Harry said, although there was no worry on his face, "Sirius's head is empty, and the troll may be smarter than him."

"Peter is also stupid."

"Your performance today is also a bit..."

Lupin gritted his teeth: "That's your problem, Harry! Without saying a word, the ultimate fluorescent spell, which wizard would come up with such a method!"

Harry said confidently: "In a dark environment, strong light is the greatest harm, which is a truth that even a three-year-old child understands."

Lupin waved his hand weakly: "I thought you would use the Transfiguration Spell or the Petrification Spell."

"So I am very worried, are you four all idiots." Harry frowned.

Lupin clenched his fists: "I'm not the kind of person that Sirius is. I just can't keep up with your thinking."

"As for James..."

"James, well... he's just a little reckless and arrogant sometimes, but he's essentially a smart man."

Harry suddenly realized and nodded: "I understand." He waved his wand and Peter floated up.

Lupin was stunned and followed his steps. He felt that Harry's "understanding" and his expression might not mean the same thing.

"Do you want to hand him over to Dumbledore?" Lupin hesitated and finally didn't continue the previous topic. "If he helps..."

Harry shook his head decisively: "No, you can't hand him over to Dumbledore."

Lupin was stunned.

"Dumbledore can be relied on at critical moments." Harry explained, "But his brain is stuffed with Fudge. It would be a bargain for him to hand Peter over to him."

"In the end, he will just be imprisoned in Azkaban?"

"I remember that wizards don't have the death penalty."

Lupin nodded heavily.

"Death penalty" as the most cruel means of execution will not be imposed on human wizards. Only wizards who are...humanoid and classified as "magical creatures" will receive this punishment.

No matter how despicable and heinous Peter is.

He is still a human being.

The Ministry of Magic will not give him the death penalty.

"The most urgent thing is to find that brainless Sirius." Harry led the way in front, his tone calm.

Lupin reminded him: "Sirius is your godfather."

"Then find my brainless godfather." Harry immediately changed his words.

Lupin was silent.

He reminded Harry so that he wanted Harry to change the prefix, but it seemed to be ineffective.

When he reached the entrance of the secret passage, Harry stopped and threw Peter to the ground: "Professor, are you going to lock him up?"

Lupin agreed, no objection, waved his wand, conjured a rope to tie him up tightly, and conjured a sack to put him in.

He was about to go out.

Harry's tone became sincere, and he called him: "Professor Lupin."

Lupin turned around, a little confused: "Huh?"

"I apologize to you on behalf of my father." Harry said softly, "Time has proved that his suspicion is wrong, you are a very reliable friend."

"He failed you."

Lupin's eyes and nose were sore, he blinked heavily, raised his head, walked over and patted Harry's shoulder: "Don't say that, it was a special period, I can understand James."

"My identity is indeed..."

"He was able to trust me during my school days, tried Animagus, and was willing to accompany me through those years. He was very good."