Chapter 150

What am I supposed to be like?! Ron looked at Harry coldly.

Harry was stunned. He didnt know how to answer him. Tears ran down his cheeks and flowed out of control.

Ron! Hermione shouted softly, and crystal tears were swirling in her eyes.

Her memory went back to Rons accusation that Crookshanks had eaten Scabbers. It was also in the Common Room that afternoon. Ron had also looked terrible back then. He first criticized her and then fought with Evan. Ron was very unusual at the time, but his current expression made Hermione feel stranger than ever.

I saved you last night. I discovered the vicious werewolf. Im your hero! Ron didnt look at Hermione. He stared at Harry tightly, and revealed an unprecedented resolution in his dull voice.

Hero?! Harry and Hermione groaned, wondering why Ron said so.

Yes, Im a hero! But youre telling me now, I shouldnt be like this?! Ron didnt look like he was being controlled by the Imperius Curse; he looked as someone feeling injustice. He shouted angrily How do you think I should be? Should I innately be a foil to the famous Savior? A lowly, coward follower, with a dispensable and comical existence?!

Ron, Im not said Harry sadly.

Enough, Harry! Ron broke away of Harrys

hands. I dont have anything to say to you. I know you all look down on me! Who I really am, I will prove it to you with practical actions. I will personally catch Sirius Black. I want to accomplish things that no one else has done.

Catch Sirius Black?! Hermione stepped back half a step, looking scared, a vague feeling rose from the depths of her heart, she panicked and asked, What do you want to do?

To do what a hero should do!

I wont let you leave before you wake up. Harry grabbed Rons robe again. Sober up, Ron, think about our last three years

Harry didnt finish his words yet, and two sturdy red lights flashed across the Dormitory, hitting Harry and Hermione respectively with a bang! The two fell down and laid motionless on the ground. Seeing Harry and Hermione fainting, Ron seemed hesitant. He moved towards them a little but then stopped immediately.

Come on, dear child, my merciful Master! A sharp voice suddenly rang in the room. Its time to accomplish what we should do! Both of them just passed out. After we catch Black, they will know your greatness.

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In Professor Lupins office, Evan saw from the Marauders Map, Ron actually standing on his

his own behind him. He hurried back, but it was too late. Just as he turned, the offices door was smashed open, and Ron rushed in clumsily, with strong inertia, and threw himself on him.

The two people fell to the ground, tussled and entangled in everything.

Evan wanted to use magic, but Ron did not give him a chance.

He gripped Evans right hand closely, with a terrible force, and completely ignored his own safety.

He seemed more like a sandbag that feels no pain, and Evan couldnt get rid of him.

His wand emitted a few rays of light outward, shattering the water tank in the corner, and the Grindylow fell on the floor dying.

Lets loose hands, Ron! Evan exclaimed angrily, Do you know what youre doing?

He saw that Peter Pettigrew, not far away from him, was deforming. Peters body quickly shrank into a rats shape.

He was getting rid of his magical bondage, and the tightly tied rope began to slide off to one side.

This is bad! Evan hurriedly forced Ron away with his knees, and gave him several hard punches with his free hand.

Ron swayed for a while because of the pain, and ducked aside.

Evan took the opportunity to point his wand to him. The light flashed across. Ron flew out

flew out and hit the wall behind him.

Before he could turn to look at Pettigrew, a red light had flown from side to side.

With a bang, it slammed into Evans hand. His wand drew a parabola in the air and landed at Pettigrews feet.

Dear child, this farce should really end! Peter picked up Evans wand with a dreadful expression on his face. And at its end, I WIN!

Evan said nothing. He saw Ron crawling again, his face full of bruises.

Tut tut, look at your wand. Pettigrew stroked Evans wand, like a child with a new toy, with a cheerful smile on his face. Well maintained, more beautiful than my little masters.

Peter returned the other wand to Ron, and pointed Evans at him.

Evan, Ill give you another chance. You just have to

You can change your face really fast, Peter! Evan interrupted, dismissively. Youve just been kneeling on the earth, begging me, willing to give everything for a new life, but now it turns out to be like this.

Because I am a smart person, smart people can often laugh at the end. Peter Pettigrew said with a weird smile, It was fifteen years ago. My three stupid Gryffindor friends, all of whom were brainwashed by Dumbledore, were going to fight against the fight against the Dark Lord. Whats the advantage in doing that?

So, you betrayed them and became a traitor!

Dont say it so bluntly, I just chose the strong side to lean on. Peter carried on, Let me tell you, Evan! For small people, the most important thing is to choose the strong side to get the best benefit. The Dark Lords power is something you can never imagine.

Strong power?! It sounds like a Slytherins tone.Evan said quietly, I heard the Sorting Hat saying that you asked for Gryffindor back in the day, and that you were trying to find the courage you didnt have.

Thats what my mother expected out of me. My father was a brave and fearless Gryffindor.

Peter closed his eyes and it looked like he was remembering.

But youve let your mother down!

I dont think so; I compensated her with the Order of Merlin, first class. Peter said slowly, As I grew older, I gradually figured out everything, my mother does not want me to be brave like my father. She needs honor that can make her feel proud.

But those honors are not yours, youve deceived everyone!

Does that make a difference?! Pettigrew laughed. As long as I am a hero in other peoples eyes, thats more than enough!