BXBX NOVEL Chapter 107 - 107
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I didn't say any more, just took the statuette of Peter out of my bag with my free hand and threw it on the floor. Black watched this action as if spellbound. As if waiting for the statuette to magically transform into Pettigrew as soon as it hits the floor. But this did not happen, and with a resounding thud, it rolled half a meter and froze.
"Be so kind, boy…" Black grinned, still looking at the statuette, and even bent a little as if for a jerk. "Give him a more ... lively appearance."
"Finita Incantatem," I lazily cast a spell at the statuette, and it almost instantly turned into Pettigrew.
Black was about to rush to the attack, but as if he stumbled and crashed into an invisible wall, staring in amazement at the howling ugly fat man, whose arms and legs dangled on the pitiful clumps of flesh but did not bleed.
"S-s-s-s ..." Pettigrew howled, and when through the newly poured tears he saw Black, he screamed heart-rendingly, trying to crawl away on the stumps.
Black looked at me, somewhat shocked.
"He resisted detention," I shrugged. "He even threw Avada. I had to calm down his enthusiasm a little."
"Sirius!" screamed Pettigrew hysterically. "Sirius, friend… You… No… No! Remember how we were friends ... "
Sirius's gaze finally lost its meaningfulness, and he wanted to throw himself at Pettigrew and tear him with his bare hands. In the next moment, several events happened at once. I'm using telekinesis, pulled the ring out of Black's hands, and put it in my left pants pocket. The door to the room swung open, and Lupine appeared in the doorway with a wand at the ready, with Potter and the Weasley looming behind him. I fell into complete shock from this situation, but I was still out of sight of these guys. I immediately went to the wall, casting a disguise spell on myself.
"Reducto!" shouted Lupine, and Black was slightly thrown away by a deliberately weakened spell, simultaneously destroying a decent piece of clothing in the place of impact to ash. I also love this spell, but I focus on its impact on organics, leaving holes in the clothes like a bullet.
Lupine entered the room, followed by Potter and the Weasley in winter robes and hats on one side. Pettigrew froze and fell silent in surprise, and Potter was about to rush to the knocked down Sirius with his fists, but Ron and Lupine stopped him with his free hand.
"Remus!" cried Pettigrew. "I'm so glad to see you, old friend. Help me quickly, I ... Black wants to kill me! "
The kids were about to help Pettigrew, but Lupine stopped them and walked in a circle towards Black, aiming at the crippled Pettigrew and Black with a wand in turn. Only now did Ron and Harry see the condition of the fat man. Potter turned pale, and Ron doubled over in a spasm, covering his mouth with his hand. Is it really that bad? I looked at Pettigrew. Well, the bones are sticking out, and the flesh is torn apart, the general appearance is nasty, and a stain of some kind is spreading under it.
Lupine walked over to Black, who rolled onto his back with a sigh and a wheeze.
"Why did you do this to him…" Lupin's voice was heavy, "And why ... Why did he hide until now ... Unless it was not you ... And you didn't have time to tell me."
Black simply nodded, Peter fussed again, but with such limbs, all his manipulations were useless.
Lupine extended a helping hand to Black and raised him. Both began to smile, laugh, and when Lupine lifted Black to his feet, hugged with a wailing "Old friend." Potter and Ron stared at them in shock.
"You are with him at one!" Harry flared up, pointing an accusing finger at Lupine. You have a fucking wand in your hands! Conjure something on them, and then figure it out.
"Harry ..." Black muttered. "You look so much like James ..."
"Don't you dare say his name!!!" Potter yelled harder than ever, and I wanted to cover my eyes from the drama. "They trusted you! And you betrayed them!!! "
"What? Noooo. No-no! The Keeper of the Secret was not me. James suggested this traitor!" Black broke into a scream, pointing his hand at Pettigrew, who was crawling somewhere again. "Come on, Peter, tell us how it was."
"You don't understand ..." Pettigrew sobbed. "The Dark Lord ... He is fearful... He knows how to persuade ... I had no choice."
Sirius tried to dash towards Pettigrew again, but Lupine stopped him.
"Stop, Sirius. We need to turn him over to the ministry. Wait with your revenge. "
"Wait?" Black stared at Lupine in disbelief. "Wait? I've been waiting for twelve years! In Azkaban!"
Pettigrew howled harder than before. At that moment, Professor Snape, in his black robe, rushed into the room through the open door, pointing his wand at Black and Lupine.
"What an amazing Christmas present you have decided to give to all of England, Professor Lupine."
"Severus, listen ..."
"I don't want to know anything," Snape snapped, glancing at Pettigrew and the rest of the company. "Whatever happens here and whatever skeletons from your closets you put on display, Black remains a criminal who should be given to the Dementors on the spot. Potter! Weasley! Get away from them. To the exit."
Potter and Weasley walked neatly to the wall. Weasley was shocked by everything that was happening, and Potter was deciding something for himself. I quietly cursed everyone - why can't they sit in the castle ?! I still need Sirius' consent to hand over the ring or duel. Well, or his death, but for some reason, I do not consider this option. In general, events are beginning to take a bad turn, and now, what is surprising, everything is too "like clockwork." Well, that is, seriously? A secret stash in the Shrieking Shack with the ring of the Head of the House? This is it, I can definitely feel the magic, like in the house on Grimmauld, but the explanation is too... Sentimental. Too illogical. Too... Everything, damn it, in this world is "too"!