Peter Pettigrew's face turned red as he was being strangled, and his breathing became more and more difficult. He looked into the young man's cold eyes, looking a little confused for no reason.
About to die?
Even now, Wormtail feels unreal.
He hid under the noses of Weslai's family and Dumbledore for eleven years without being discovered. Everyone thought he was dead.
I didn't expect to be caught by a twelve-year-old wizard today... I must be having a nightmare, wake up quickly!
Rolf didn't really want to kill Wormtail. He gave up at the last moment and Wormtail fell to the ground, gasping for air.
Seeing the young man walking slowly towards him again, Wormtail's eyes suddenly became wet, and he said with a choked voice and a trembling voice:
"Scamander, don't kill me...I beg you, okay?"
Wormtail looked fragile and helpless, his lips trembled, and he cried out in tears: "I will kneel down for you, okay? Let me go! Please!"
Wormtail knelt down on the ground and hit his head on the ground with a banging sound. His forehead was bleeding. He crawled over on his knees again and tried to kiss Rolf's shoes.
Wormtail has demonstrated his ability to bend and stretch to the extreme. As long as he can survive, he can do anything...his dignity is not even worth a Knut!
"Peter Pettigrew, you look so disgusting to me."
Luofu kicked Wormtail away. His ribs were already broken, and he fell heavily to the ground like a kite with broken strings. Blood oozed from the corners of his mouth, and he almost fainted from the pain.
Wormtail struggled twice before he managed to get up. He pressed his elbows against the ground, resisting the heartbreaking pain, and tried his best to move his body backwards, as far away from the terrifying blond boy as possible.
For some reason, when Wormtail looked at Rolf, he thought of the sixteen-year-old Tom Riddle who also frightened him.
The corners of Luofu's mouth curled up, revealing a hint of sarcasm:
"Did you kneel in front of Voldemort like this back then, begging for his forgiveness? In exchange for your life, you agreed to be a spy for him, and then betrayed your relatives and friends... Mr. and Mrs. Potter?"
Hearing the name Voldemort, Wormtail flinched, as if he had been severely whipped by a whip, and he screamed:
"I didn't...I didn't! I didn't betray James and Lily. It was all Sirius' fault and had nothing to do with me!
He was imprisoned in Azkaban, and I received the Order of Merlin, which was recognized by the Ministry of Magic..."
"It doesn't matter, Veritaserum will tell us the truth. I don't want to talk nonsense with you, a guy who talks lies."
A small bottle appeared in Rolf's hand. He walked towards Wormtail and forced the potion into his mouth.
Not all wizards can cast spells without a wand, and Wormtail without a wand was seriously injured... basically like a lamb to the slaughter.
After taking the Veritaserum, during the boy's questioning, Wormtail quickly recounted how he was captured by Voldemort, how he agreed to be a spy, and how he exchanged secret keeper with Sirius, leading to the deaths of the Potters...
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After listening, Shirley and Hermione looked complicated. No matter how precocious they were, they were still thirteen-year-old girls.
They are inexperienced in the world and cannot imagine how sinister the human heart is that has not been described in books. They cannot imagine how low the bottom line is when people do evil!
Now looking at Wormtail, they could finally understand a little bit.
"Last question, where did you put Tom Riddle's diary?" Rove continued the questioning and asked: "The Chamber of Secrets? Or the Gryffindor Dormitory?"
"Last night, I attacked Dean Thomas. The master said that the fearful power that created the Obscurus has been collected, and he needs to find a private place to brew the potion safely."
Wormtail spoke in a flat, emotionless tone.
"Before Halloween, I took the master to the secret room. The place was burned to a disgrace and the dormitory could not be cooked. The master chose the Room of Requirement."
"The Room of Requirement?" Rove asked. "What does Tom want from the Room of Requirement?"
The Room of Requirement will arrange the room according to the user's needs. If another wizard wants to enter, he must make the same request as the user.
Just like...if Rolf needs a room to hide things, after he enters the Room of Requirement, and Shirley wants to go in, her request must be to hide things.
If they don't match, she won't be able to enter.
"I don't know." Wormtail shook his head.
"How could you not know?" Rolf narrowed his eyes: "Then who is brewing the potion in the Room of Requirement?"
"The master asked me to pour more than half of my life into the diary, which is enough to support him from leaving the diary for a period of time and to still be able to touch the entity." Peter's eyelids trembled as he said:
"The master brews it himself in the Room of Requirement... He doesn't allow me to go in."
Luofu sighed softly, this was a bit troublesome.
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After getting the information he wanted, Rolf turned Wormtail back into a mouse and locked him in a magic box.
The box is not big. If Wormtail wanted to turn back into a human, he would just be stuck in it... It would be impossible for him to escape.
Roff stood by the lake, holding a brush and combing the horse's mane.
Shirley came over and said, "I have placed the box in the cabinet."
"Just give Peter some food every day to make sure he doesn't starve to death." Luo Fe kept brushing the brush in his hand.
"I understand." Shirley nodded slightly, sitting behind the boy with her legs together and watching him working there.
"So the wizard named Sirius Black was wrongly accused?" the girl suddenly asked.
"That's right."
"I was imprisoned in Azkaban for eleven years. Didn't Black plead his case?" Shirley said with some confusion.
"There is no evidence for one thing, but the most important thing is..." Luofu stopped and said slowly:
"Blake temporarily changed the secret keeper, causing the deaths of the Potters. He may have believed that he was guilty, and being imprisoned in Azkaban was also to atone for his sins."
"Peter and Blake." Shirley was silent for a long time, then hugged her knees and said, "Friends who grew up together, why are there such big differences?"
"The gap between people is sometimes bigger than that between people and dogs." Luo Fu said calmly: "Even if the environment after childhood is similar, what about before entering school? Family factors are also a reason that cannot be ignored... In short, there are too many influences.
"
Shirley looked complicated. She remembered how she had been bullied in the monastery since she was a child. Otherwise, she would not have brought a baseball bat with her on the first day of school.
If she hadn't met someone, she might still be the thin, taciturn guy.
The girl with the ponytail rested her chin on her knees, and with the breeze blowing on her face, she suddenly smiled and said, "Rolph, I'm hungry!"
The young man said "Ah" in surprise, turned around and said:
"I, the boss, am working, and you are watching from the side, and you still ask me to cook? You are going too far."
The girl smiled confidently and said: "I asked for leave!"
"When did you invite me?"
"just!"
"Then your bonus is gone!
"
The girl hummed twice, suddenly raised her foot and lightly kicked his instep, whispering:
"Rolf, if that happens to me, I will definitely be like Blake...I would rather die than betray you."
The young man was silent for a moment and said, "I won't let that happen to you."
"I know!"
The girl with the ponytail fell back on the grass, with the corners of her mouth raised, looking at the radiant ceiling, as if looking at the most beautiful picture of the starry sky.