Wormtail's right hand rose abruptly, and the sleeve slipped down, revealing the astonishing face inside.
Under the candlelight, Wormtail's raised right arm was very clear. If Harry could turn around and see it at this time, he would be surprised, because it was not an arm that a normal human should have at all.
At first glance, it looks bright and colorful, with dark purple as the main tone, and it seems to be full of tattoos of whimsical things.
Observe carefully, these "tattoos" are scales of different colors and raised layers of folds on the surface.
What would have been a hand was replaced by a monstrous claw with four curved, sharp claws.
The weird barbs protrude downwards and extend to the arms. The arms are also very different from normal people. It seems to be very soft, without bones, and can be stretched freely, just like the huge tentacles, but it is different from the tentacles of octopuses. A big difference.
The exact shape of Wormtail's entire right hand and arm is hard to describe, like those indescribable.
Those patterns on the arm seem to be alive, they are breathing, and the small dark purple tentacles are slowly protruding out from the creases, which makes the entire outside of the arm seem to be shrouded in a layer of purple black mist, the mist is hazy, slowly move.
From a distance, there is such a sense of mystery, but seeing the true face of the fog at a close distance makes people feel sick.
Countless tiny tentacles swayed, producing an inexplicable magnetic field.
As if attracted by this hand, and seemed to be controlled by something, Ron suddenly moved. He stood up unsteadily, picked up Harry's wand that was knocked into the air, and came to the front of the two wrestling.
"Ron, help me!" Harry yelled, noticing Ron. "Use magic, quick!"
But his call for help didn't get any response, Ron stood there quietly, seemed to be checking Harry's wand, and seemed to be waiting for the result of the two people's struggle, the expression on his face was dull, and his eyeballs were particularly protruding.
"Damn it!" Harry cursed without waiting for Ron's help.
He wrestled with Wormtail so hard that he didn't see the opponent's right hand floating up.
Harry thought he could defeat Wormtail, and he felt that the body was extra frail.
However, in the next second, this hand circled an incredible arc in the air, and it passed through the gap between the two people who were fighting with great speed and accuracy, and firmly grasped Harry's throat.
A powerful force hit Harry and he couldn't breathe.
"Ron..." Harry was about to suffocate, he tried to grab Wormtail's monster-like fingers, stared at Wormtail, and said with difficulty, "You want to kill me? After I pleaded for you and saved you After your life? You owe me, Wormtail."
On that night four years ago, Harry had dissuaded Sirius from killing Wormtail.
Otherwise, he would be dead by now!
Pettigrew Peter seemed to hesitate, because of Harry's pleading for him, or because of who Harry was, but his monster-sharp fingers slowly let go.
This was beyond Harry's expectations, and he took the opportunity to break free with all his might, with his other hand still firmly choking Wormtail's wand-holding hand, the normal hand.
Because of the struggle, the robe on Wormtail was torn to reveal the body inside, and Harry proudly saw his new body and new arms.
The tentacle-like monster arm, the body is no longer a normal human body, but an ugly monster body.
Creation of evil gods! ! !
Even though the word was so unfamiliar to Harry, he thought of it naturally at this moment.
Voldemort gave Wormtail a new body, a monstrous one.
He's not helping Wormtail anymore at all, but using it for his nefarious experiments with black magic.
Harry saw this terrible monster created by Voldemort, the evil black magic, only the head and left hand remained the same, and all other parts of the body were out of the scope of human beings. He saw this watery man like a mouse. There was fear and surprise in his eyes, he seemed surprised at the little kindness he had shown him by letting go of Harry just now, yes, he seemed surprised as much as Harry.
He struggled more violently, as if to cover up his momentary vulnerability.
"I want to talk to you, Wormtail!" Harry said, trying to keep his voice calm, "I can help you, Ivan and I can help you, you should be very aware of your current physical condition, you are now …”
Harry's words stopped abruptly, and he saw Peter Pettigrew's pupils dilate!
Perhaps because of fear, or because of other factors unknown to him, his eyes moved away from Harry's face, Wormtail's body was shaking violently, and countless slender black tentacles protruded from his body , getting longer and longer.
Harry let go of Wormtail, and he stepped back slowly, watching in horror as Wormtail was being entangled in tentacles. Those deadly tentacles formed a chrysalis, layer by layer, tightly entangled Wormtail Hold on tight.
Pettigrew Peter seemed to be shrouded in a melting black mist, and gradually merged with the darkness.
Then…
"No"
Harry tried to stop it, but couldn't.
Voldemort bestowed upon him the body of the most cowardly of servants, whose wicked and terrible black magic was killing Wormtail's life, and Pettigrew Peter was paying for his moment of hesitation, the moment of pity that led him to Will be killed before their eyes, in a very strange, cruel and terrible way.
Wormtail had a look of extreme pain on his face, and he looked at Harry, trying to say something but couldn't.
His terrified and helpless eyes were deeply reflected in Harry's heart.
Soon, Pettigrew Peter's body was completely contained by the tentacles, and he fell into the deep darkness.
"No!" Harry yelled again, "Give me the wand, Ron!"
He had to do something, he had to help Wormtail.
But Ron still didn't respond, nor did he return the wand to Harry.
He stood quietly behind Harry, as if admiring the agonizing death of Peter Pettigrew...
"Give me the wand!" Harry said again, turning his head.
He saw Ron pointing his wand at him, a flash of green light...
Harry fell down heavily, and the room returned to calm.
The black tentacles wrapped around Wormtail's body swayed aimlessly in the air, and they quickly sucked up the flesh and blood of the dead Wormtail's body, leaving behind a broken corpse.
Then, these fearsome "parasites" seem to be looking for new targets.
Soon, they found their target and left the lifeless corpse without hesitation...