"Then what should I look like?!" Ron looked at Harry indifferently. し
Harry was stunned, he didn't know how to answer the other party, tears flowed down his cheeks uncontrollably.
"Ron!" Hermione yelled softly, tears glistening in her eyes.
Her memory went back to the afternoon when Ron accused Crookshanks of eating Scabbers. It was also in the common room. Ron also looked terrible. He first blamed himself, and then fought with Ivan. Ron was very abnormal at the time, but his expression now made Hermione feel strange like never before.
"I saved you last night, I exposed a ferocious werewolf, I am a hero!" Ron didn't look at Hermione, he stared at Harry closely, his dull and monotonous voice revealed unprecedented determination.
"Hero?!" Harry and Hermione froze for a moment, wondering why Ron would say that.
"That's right, I'm a hero! But you're telling me now that I'm not like this?!" Ron didn't look like he was being controlled by the Imperius Curse at all. He seemed to be treated unfairly, angrily Shouted loudly, "What do you think I look like? Could it be that I was born to be a foil for the famous savior, a humble, cowardly follower, and a dispensable funny existence?!"
"Ron, I'm not," said Harry sadly.
"Enough, Harry!" Ron broke free from Harry's hands, "I have nothing to say to you, I know all of you look down on me! What am I like, I will prove it to you with practical actions Yes, I'll catch Sirius Black with my own hands, and I'll do what no one else has."
"Catch Sirius Black?!" Hermione took half a step back, looking terrified, with an ominous premonition rising from the depths of her heart, she asked in panic, "What do you want to do?"
"Do what a hero should do!"
"Until you're sober, I won't let you go." Harry grabbed Ron's robe again, "Be sober, Ron, think about the past three years we've had"
Before Harry finished speaking, two thick red lights flashed in the dormitory, hitting Harry and Hermione respectively. Bang! The two fell down and lay motionless on the ground. Seeing Harry and Hermione fainted on the ground, Ron seemed to hesitate a bit, he moved slightly, and then stopped immediately.
"Come, dear child, my merciful master!" A shrill voice suddenly sounded in the room, "It's time to finish what we should do! The two of them just fainted, after we catch Black , they will know your greatness."
In Professor Lupine's office, Ivan saw from the Marauder's map that Ron was actually standing behind him. He hurriedly turned around, but it was too late. The moment he turned around, the door of the office was slammed open, and Ron rushed in clumsily, and with a strong inertia, he slammed onto him.
The two fell to the ground, fighting and entangled in everything.
Ivan wanted to use magic, but Ron didn't give him the chance.
He held Ivan's right hand tightly, with terrifying strength, completely ignoring the attacks that fell on him.
He seems to be a sandbag that doesn't feel pain, and Ivan can't get rid of him at all.
The wand shot out several rays of light, smashing the water tank in the corner, and the green water monster lay on the floor, dying.
"Let go, Ron!" Ivan shouted angrily, "Do you know what you are doing!"
He saw Pettigrew Peter not far in front of him transforming, and Peter's body shrank rapidly, turning into a mouse shape.
He was breaking free of his magical shackles, and the tightly bound ropes began to slip aside.
"Oops!" Ivan hurriedly pushed Ron away with his knees, and punched him hard with his free left hand.
Ron staggered, dodging aside in pain.
Ivan took the opportunity to use force, and pointed the wand in his right hand at him, the light flashed, and Ron flew out heavily, hitting the wall behind him.
Before Ivan turned his head to look at Peter Pettigrew, a bright red light flew over from the side.
With a bang, the wand in Ivan's hand drew a parabola in the air and landed at Peter Pettigrew's feet.
"Dear child, this farce should really be over!" Peter Pettigrew picked up Ivan's wand, with an expression of uncontrollable excitement on his face, "I won in the end!"
Ivan didn't speak, he saw Ron get up again, his face was covered with bruises.
"Tut tsk tsk, look at your wand." Peter Pettigrew caressed Ivan's wand carefully, like a child who got a new toy, with a cheerful smile on his face, "It's really well maintained. This one of my little master is much more beautiful."
Peter Pettigrew returned the other wand to Ron, and he pointed at Ivan with Ivan's wand.
"Ivan, I can give you another chance, as long as you"
"You change your face so fast, Peter!" Ivan interrupted him, and said disdainfully, "Just now you were kneeling on the ground begging me, willing to give everything in exchange for a way out, but now you immediately turned into this look .”
"Because I'm a smart person, and smart people always have the last laugh." Peter Pettigrew said sharply with a weird smile on his lips, "It was like this fifteen years ago, my three stupid Gryffindors Many friends, they have all been brainwashed by Dumbledore, and they actually want to fight against the Dark Lord. What good does it do?"
"So, you betrayed them and became a traitor!"
"Don't make it so ugly, I just choose the strong side to take refuge in." Peter Pettigrew continued, "Let me tell you, Aiwen! For the little people, the most important thing is to choose, to choose the strong side can Obtain the greatest benefit. The power of the Dark Lord is beyond your imagination."
"Great power?! It sounds like the tone that Slytherin should have." Ivan said calmly, "I heard from the Sorting Hat that you asked to go to Gryffindor, and you originally planned to find Courage I never had."
"That's what my mother expected of me, my father was a brave and fearless Gryffindor."
Peter Pettigrew closed his eyes, with a hint of reminiscence on his face.
"But you let your mother down!"
"I don't think so. I made up for her with a first-class Order of Merlin." Peter Pettigrew said slowly, "As I grew older, I gradually figured out everything. My mother didn't want me to be like As brave as her father, what she needs is honor, an honor that can make her feel proud."
"But those honors don't belong to you, you deceived everyone!"
"Is there a difference?!" Peter Pettigrew suddenly laughed, "As long as I am a hero in the eyes of others, that is enough!" (.)