Chapter 277 Confrontation (Modified)

Allen looked at Professor Snape in surprise. He was indeed the half-blood prince, and he could lift the curse he had placed on him so quickly.

"But why did you pour half a bottle into Barty Crouch Jr. when he was interrogating him in the original future..." Allen shook his head, stopped thinking, and decisively removed the ropes tied to his Potions class professor. .

"Professor Snape, it would be great if you are willing to take action." Albert said respectfully as if he had just seen Professor Snape. It was as if he had never seen the person who was tied to the ground before.

Allen couldn't help but have a smile that was imperceptible to others, and his upright elder brother had become more tactful through experience.

Professor Snape pursed his lips tightly and walked towards Peter Pettigrew with a livid face.

"Severus! Professor Snape!" Pettigrew screamed, "If I am the accomplice of You-Know-Who, why haven't I hurt Harry?"

Seeing that someone seemed to be listening carefully, his voice rose again.

"I've been in the same dormitory with him for three years, and I haven't touched a hair on Harry's head! Why would I do that?"

"I'll tell you why," Blake then shouted.

"Because you've never been a hawk before you see a rabbit. Voldemort has been missing for twelve years, and people say he is half dead. You wouldn't kill someone under the eyes of Albus Dumbledore for a crippled, fallen wizard, would you? ?”

Under Black's aggressive gaze, Pettigrew couldn't help but look away.

"You have to make sure that he is still the biggest overlord before you go back to follow him, right? Otherwise, why would you find a wizard family to take you in? Because you can listen to the news with your ears open, right, Peter? What if your The old patron has made a comeback, the situation is safe, you can go back and follow him..."

Pettigrew opened his mouth a few times and seemed to have lost the ability to speak.

Professor Snape grabbed Peter Pettigrew's chin to prevent him from dodge, and looked into his eyes. His eyes shone with light, and Pettigrew seemed to be frozen, unable to move his gaze.

Professor Snape raised his wand with his other hand and pressed the tip of the wand against the opponent, pulling out wisps of silver-white substance from Peter Pettigrew's forehead.

Allen quickly rushed forward, took out a bottle, and caught the substances.

Finally, Professor Snape put down his wand and stared at Pettigrew with cold eyes.

Allen looked at him worriedly, very afraid that Professor Snape would not be able to restrain himself and directly give Pettigrew an Avatar...

But Slytherin is not Gryffindor after all, and the professor is still a professor after all. He seemed to be bounced up, stood up suddenly, and walked to the side without saying a word.

Allen secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Pettigrew couldn't die now. Blake's innocence had not yet been completely proven. He capped the bottle and wanted to give the bottle of memory to Albert.

But Albert shook his head and motioned for Alan to hand the bottle to Lloyd.

Lloyd accepted the bottle of memory unceremoniously. If he guessed correctly, Fudge would be very willing to do this to prevent Crouch from tampering with Pettigrew's memory before his trial.

Pettigrew looked gloomy. He knew in his heart that he was still alive in this world. This was the biggest flaw and irrefutable evidence.

Plus the retrieved memories…

He was trembling all over, whimpering piteously, and almost breathless.

He looked terrifying, like a big bald baby curled up on the ground.

But no one present showed sympathy.

Allen couldn't tell whether Pettigrew was crying out of regret or out of fear.

And his gesture made the anger in Blake's eyes even stronger, and he even felt dizzy.

The disgusting wizard in front of him evoked his heart-wrenching memories again.

Black's murderous intent was even worse, and he wanted to cast an Avada Kedavra at all costs.

The desire to kill invaded his body like an all-pervasive fever.

The two Aurors responsible for supervising Sirius held his shoulders firmly.

"Zombies are floating." Albert commanded the two Aurors, who were responsible for escorting Pettigrew and preparing to return to the Ministry of Magic.

Pettigrew seemed to have invisible strings tied around his wrists, neck, and knees. He was pulled to his feet, but his head still hung unsightly like a grotesque puppet, and his feet hung limply a few inches above the ground. The place.

"Alan, you and Professor Snape had better come back to the ministry with us. As for Principal Dumbledore, the minister will explain it." Albert said to his younger brother.

Allen nodded and walked beside Sirius silently.

Professor Snape was very happy. He wanted to see the trial with his own eyes and see the ending of Peter Pettigrew who was still Lily.

Professor Snape also thought of Weasley and Draco, but the tunnel led to the Shrieking Shack, so they could naturally leave on their own. Perhaps they were back in the dormitory now - he could never imagine Draco and Ron's situation at this time.

What Draco and Ron encountered at the base of the Whomping Willow tree was not melted snow water or rotten leaves at all.

Instead - a powerful laxative originally developed by the twin brothers.

These naughty twin brothers who like to play pranks would never have imagined that they would spill the residue of a laxative they had failed to develop on the roots of the Whomping Willow. UU Readingｗww.uukanｓｓｎｎ This was for the sake of safety, convenience and privacy, because this place is generally No one will come, let alone touch the Whomping Willow, thus avoiding the danger of touching the residue.

But what he didn't expect was that he would unintentionally trick his biological brother.

Draco and Ron simply couldn't resist the physical urge.

Unable to control himself, Ron released a breath of earth-shattering, ghost-weeping energy - well, the natural energy of heaven and earth.

His robe seemed to be lifted up quickly by the current, and then fell down quickly.

Draco covered his nose in disgust, and his contemptuous look instantly made Ron furious when he realized that the fart he just let out was more than just a fart.

Ron's face was like a fire, almost as red as his hair.

He didn't know whether it was out of shame or anger, but in desperation, he suddenly jumped on Draco, and the two of them struggled together.

Although Draco was shocked, he was not afraid at all. Instead, because he was competitive, he threw himself into the fight with Ron.

In the fury, thunderous jets filled the tunnel.

The stench filled the entire tunnel, and the two of them were almost nauseous, but they were like two big cocks with red eyes, neither one willing to be outdone.

Malfoy wanted to clean it up with his wand, but in the chaos just now, their wands had long since disappeared, hidden in the darkness and among the filth.

Allen and his group quickly evacuated from the Forbidden Forest.

Allen looked at Black warily. If this reckless big dog got excited, got rid of the Auror, and really killed Pettigrew, he would be happy, but the deal between him and himself would be ruined.

Allen didn't want to work in vain.