"I'm not afraid of werewolves, and I'm not afraid of Greyback!" Ivan said softly, "The reason why this guy scared me yesterday was because I was worried that I wouldn't be able to protect Hermione."
The fear deep in Ivan's heart is not the danger itself!
It's the fear of not being able to protect the person he wants to protect when danger comes. This is what worries and fears him the most.
In Hogsmeade yesterday, he was afraid that Hermione would be hurt, that Hermione would be bitten by a werewolf.
Hermione is not here now, so he naturally has no worries in this regard.
Ivan's calmness made Bogut at a loss. With a bang, its body began to change again, and it wanted to conjure something that Ivan was really afraid of.
Aiwen didn't act, he looked at the other party with interest, wanting to see what it would look like.
In the next second, a tall and thin man appeared, his face was paler than a skull, his two big eyes were red, with two slits in his pupils, like a cat's eyes; his nose was flat like a snake's, and his nostrils There are two thin slits, exuding a chilling cold aura from top to bottom.
Ivan was a little surprised that this Boggart turned into Voldemort.
A cruel smug expression appeared on Voldemort's face, and his bright red eyes stared at Ivan.
The air seemed to become thinner all of a sudden, and the atmosphere became more and more heavy. Ivan didn't evade, and didn't even blink his eyes. He looked back at Voldemort's gaze, his face was calm and indifferent, maybe because he knew that the other party was a Boggart, and he didn't have much fear deep in his heart.
The two sides just looked at each other for a while, and Ivan suddenly felt a little tired.
There was no point in doing so, the other party was not Voldemort, just a weak Boggart.
He hoped that when he met the real Voldemort, he could look at him fearlessly as he did now.
"Funny, funny!" Ivan waved his wand lightly.
With a crisp sound, the evil and ferocious Voldemort turned into a funny clown. He wore a ridiculous hat on his head, a fat clown suit on his body, red and green paints on his face, and two big clowns. The eyes are black, like pandas, and people can't help laughing just by looking at them.
The corner of Ai Wen's mouth turned up slightly, revealing a smile.
It was so interesting how Voldemort would feel if he knew he had turned him into this way, and he watched for a while, ready to deal with the Boggart.
Suddenly, a strange feeling appeared in Ivan's perception, and he felt danger.
Ai Wen didn't even think about it, and fell to the ground subconsciously.
In the next second, a red light flew past his body and hit the Boggart in front of him.
With a bang, the Boggart flew backwards and landed heavily on the floor.
His form was shattered in mid-air, and Ivan saw the clown Voldemort, who had only half of his body left, struggling to escape back into the old wardrobe compartment at the fastest speed. Because of the excessive force, the entire wardrobe collapsed. There was a crunching sound.
Aiwen didn't have time to take care of the escaped Boggart. With the help of the tracking potion, he felt that person was standing behind him.
He turned quickly, taking a few steps back, his wand across his chest, his face wary.
In front of him, an ugly middle-aged man was standing in front of Professor Lupin's office.
This man is very short, not even much taller than himself. His thin, light-colored hair was disheveled and bald, giving him the appearance of an obese man who had lost a lot of weight in a short period of time.
His skin looked dirty, almost like a mouse's fur, and his pointed nose and small watery eyes also had the characteristics of a mouse.
Almost instantly, Ivan recognized the other party!
It's Peter Pettigrew, it's him who just attacked himself! ! !
The other party must have sneaked in while he was concentrating on dealing with Boggart.
He quickly looked to the door behind Peter Pettigrew. The door of the office that was originally open was now tightly closed.
Ivan involuntarily clenched the wand in his hand, not understanding why Pettigrew Peter appeared here. Logically speaking, shouldn't he stay with Ron in the common room upstairs? ! Could it be that he, like himself, came here to find the Marauder's Map? !
He tried to put on an expression of bewilderment on his face, as if he had never known Peter Pettigrew.
Contrary to Aiwen, Peter Pettigrew's expression was full of astonishment. He never thought that Aiwen could escape his magic attack. The distance was so close, and he just made a surprise attack just now. If it wasn't a coincidence, the person in front of him The child's fighting consciousness is simply terrifying, completely beyond his imagination.
Seeing that Ivan was looking at him, Peter hurriedly hid the wand in his hand behind him.
Ivan recognized it as Ron's wand at a glance. On the last day of summer vacation, Ron had shown it to himself and Harry at the Leaky Cauldron. He still remembered that this wand was wicker wood, fourteen inches long, and the essence It's unicorn tail hair.
"Dear child, you, are you alright?" Peter Pettigrew said in a panic, his voice was high-pitched and sounded very uncomfortable, "It's really terrible, I seem to have seen someone who couldn't even name Mention it!"
"It's just a Boggart, maybe Voldemort is the thing I fear the most in my heart." Ivan pointed his wand forward, pointed steadily at him, and asked softly, "Who are you, why have I never Met you at school?"
Hearing Voldemort's name, Peter Pettigrew trembled visibly, and the expression on his face became even more panicked.
He looked at the confused look on Ivan's face, as if he didn't know himself. Peter Pettigrew hesitated for a moment, and firmly grasped the wand hidden behind his back. He was considering whether to directly stun the boy and take the Marauder's Map as he did just now, or to trick the map over with sweet words.
Thinking of Ivan's reaction when he escaped his spell just now, Peter decided to adopt a safer method.
He can't take risks, no matter what Aiwen's actual level is, it is very bad to make a noise after fighting for others to hear!
Before Sirius Black was caught and killed, it wasn't time for him to be exposed. He had to patiently wait for the opportunity, just like twelve years ago, he had been patient until the end, until the moment when James and Lily chose to be their secret keeper.
Peter Pettigrew glanced at Ivan again, nodded in satisfaction, and let go of the raised heart. He even deceived Dumbledore, James, Lily, Black and Lupine, and the other party was just a child , Even if you are smart, you can't see through your disguise.
That's it, after all, in everyone's understanding, he was killed by Sirius Black to avenge James and Lily.
He is a hero, but not dead.
He's back now, to save Harry and the other little wizards from Black's clutches.
"Who are you?" Ivan asked softly.
"Peter Pettigrew, my dear child!" Peter Pettigrew had a weird smile on his mouth, "Nice to meet you!"(.)