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Ron trembled. The memories of the past month, the memories that should have disappeared, flashed across his mind like a slide show. [Love ↑ Go △ Small ↓ Talk △ Net w
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He remembered what he had done after being controlled by Peter. He sneaked into the professor's office in the middle of the night to look for a map of the marauders, wrote letters to Lucius Malfoy, hatched a despicable plot, accused the innocent Professor Lupin in front of all the students, and told Snape about Sirius Black's whereabouts.
He had thought that what he had done was right. Although he was under Peter's control, he had never tried to resist.
Because he knew that he was saving Harry, Elwyn, Hermione, and everyone else. He was a hero!
But now, it seemed that was not the case at all.
He was not a hero, but a complete failure. He was an accomplice of the criminal who killed Harry's parents.
Ron's eyes gradually regained clarity. He could not believe what he had done.
He had helped Peter, a murderer who had surrendered to Lord Voldemort and killed Harry's parents. He had betrayed Harry, Elwyn, and Hermione. He had betrayed his friends' trust in him. He had framed Professor Lupin and Sirius Black.
Ron trembled as he looked at Elwyn, Harry, and Hermione. Their eyes were filled with worry, disappointment, and disbelief.
Ron felt his heart ache. He knew that he was a bastard, and he had to find a way to make up for it.
Peter was slowly approaching the castle gate with Ron. He had asked Blake, Elwyn, Harry, and Hermione to stay where they were.
He was delighted to find that he had actually passed through the gate. The strange barrier that had prevented him from passing through did not appear. He could already feel the fresh, cold air outside the castle.
The sky was completely dark, and the bright full moon climbed into the sky.
Under the moonlight, Peter controlled Ron. They passed through the field outside the castle and walked toward the Forbidden Forest not far away.
In the distance, the figures of Elwyn, Harry, Hermione, and Blake became more and more blurry. They gradually disappeared into the huge outline of the castle.
Seeing that he was getting closer to the Forbidden Forest, Peter was extremely excited. He had finally escaped.
In the next second, just when he thought that he was about to succeed …
Ron suddenly resisted violently. He tightly held onto Peter's right hand that was missing a finger. He used all his strength to struggle and snatch back his wand.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Ron resisted Peter and cried loudly. "I'm sorry, Harry! I'm sorry, Elwyn! I'm sorry, Hermione! It's all my fault. I shouldn't have doubted you. I shouldn't have trusted you. Look at what I've done! "
Ron screamed at the top of his lungs. He was so sad.
Hearing Ron's voice, Elwyn, Harry, Hermione, and Blake were stunned. They were delighted to find that Ron had actually recovered. He had used his willpower to resist the control of the Soul Snatch Curse. They quickly grabbed the wands on the ground and rushed toward Ron and Peter outside the castle.
"Damn it, damn it, what are you doing?!" Dwarf Peter screamed. He did not understand how Ron could break free from his control.
He quickly chanted a spell and tried to regain control of Ron.
However, Peter was shocked to find that the Soul Snatch Curse had lost its effect. His magic could not control Ron at all. The boy in front of him had used his strong willpower to resist the Soul Snatch Curse.
This is impossible. This is unbelievable.
"No!" Dwarf Peter could not believe that Ron could do this.
Is this still Ron?
Was this still that lowly, cowardly boy who was very similar to her?
Is this still the mediocre, loser who is filled with jealousy and dissatisfaction towards his friends?
Dwarf Peter did not understand what had happened to Ron. He did not understand!
With the help of a power born from the depths of his heart, Ron's willpower had become stronger than ever.
This was the power of friendship. Peter Pettigrew, a pitiful traitor, would never understand this point, even if he treated his friend as a bargaining chip.
Ron had broken free from the Soul Snatch Curse. He had defeated Peter!
Now, among the six people in front of the castle gate of Hogwarts, Peter was the only loser.
"Come, Harry! Come, Elwyn! I've got him! " Ron's eyes were red. He gripped Pettigrew's wand-wielding right hand tightly and cried, "Don't worry about me! Attack him! Don't let him get away!"
"No, don't blame me!" Dwarf Peter screamed. His voice was hoarse and weak.
He struggled to break free from Ron's grasp, but Ron seemed to have gone mad. He ignored the injuries on his body and held on tightly.
Dwarf Peter watched as Elwyn, Harry, Hermione, and Blake approached. Dwarf Peter hurriedly chanted a spell.
Since he could no longer control Ron, he had to at least stop the boy from moving.
Before Peter could successfully cast his spell, an unknown animal suddenly passed under his feet and tripped him.
"Bang!"
Dwarf Peter and Ron fell heavily to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.
Dwarf Peter raised his head a few inches in surprise. He saw an animal crawling into the grass at the side. The animal looked familiar to him. He tried to see what it was, but sweat blurred his vision. The black, thin, agile figure flashed by.
In the distant sky, the temperature at night was exceptionally cold. It was getting colder and colder. The temperature was dropping rapidly.
Then, Dwarf Peter saw it clearly. It was the Dementors. There were at least two hundred of them. They were attracted by Ron's scream. They huddled together and slid towards them from the Hogwarts's wall with a suffocating coldness.
The coldness seeped into his organs. The fog began to blur his vision.
The Soul Eaters were getting closer and closer. More of them came from the darkness from all directions. They were ready to surround him.
"No, no!" Dwarf Peter mumbled weakly. His body was trembling uncontrollably.
He was very, very afraid. He was scared out of his wits!
He once again thought of what Elwyn had said to him. These Dementors were here to capture him. They wanted to suck away his soul!
Dwarf Peter could no longer care about Ron, who was struggling in his arms. He could no longer care about controlling the boy. Seeing Blake, Elwyn, Harry, Hermione, and the Dementors surrounding them, he instinctively wanted to escape!
Too many things had happened tonight. They were completely beyond his control.
He did not want to delay any longer. He suddenly realized that he was too weak, too cowardly, too petty. He did not want to carry out this failed plot. He did not have the courage to stay here!
He wanted to find the Dark Lord. He wanted to hide behind the strong like before.
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