Chapter 430 Banban is really a mouse
Under the Whomping Willow was a narrow tunnel that continued to extend forward. Kyle kept walking forward for a long time, but never saw Harry and the others in front of him.
"Are they running so fast?" Kyle couldn't help but speed up his pace again.
After walking for about ten minutes, the tunnel began to slope upward. After a while, Kyle saw a small piece of light.
He knew that he had now reached the Shrieking Shack in Hogsmeade, where this secret passage finally led.
It was a messy, gray room, with the windows sealed and only a few dim oil lamps on the walls.
The light he saw just now was from the oil lamp. Although it was very dark, it was enough in this small room.
When Kyle walked in, the room was tense and tense.
Kyle stood aside under the Disillusionment Curse, and the flickering oil lamp illuminated his shadow on the wall, but no one present noticed this...including Professor Lupin and Sirius Black.
They were at a table in the corner, arguing fiercely.
Harry, Ron and Hermione stood on the other side. They seemed to finally realize their current situation and began to be afraid.
Ron looked complicated. He wanted to step forward and ask for his mouse back but he didn't dare.
"When Scabbers bit me, I thought of what I should have thought of." He said weakly: "Scabbers ran away, but Lupin trapped it with a magic spell... Will the professor come to us with a wand? Sneezy Pudu can’t!
He must have planned it in advance, damn, why didn’t I think of it before..."
"But what do they want with your Scabbers?" Harry wondered, looking at Lupine and Black warily.
"I don't know," Ron said. "Maybe they like killing other people's pet rats." "
However, neither Harry nor Hermione thought so. An ordinary pet rat was not worth the risk.
And as the argument became more and more intense, Harry also heard a very familiar name.
"I didn't betray James!" Black roared, saying what he had always wanted to tell everyone.
"Peter is the real secret keeper... We changed. I thought we could hide it from the mysterious man. As long as he keeps chasing me, James and Lily will be safe."
Blake's voice trembled, as if he wanted to cry, but after being tortured by dementors for twelve years, crying had long become a luxury.
With red eyes, he grasped Banban and shook it vigorously.
"But I never expected that this damn, cowardly traitor would tell the mysterious man his location the day after he became the secret keeper."
"You must have been very happy at that time..." Blake raised his hand, looked at the struggling mouse, and showed a fierce smile, "What did your master reward you!"
"That's enough, you are crazy, both of you!" At this time, Ron suddenly shouted: "It's not Peter, it's Scabbers, my pet mouse!"
He bravely took a step forward, "I've heard enough, give me back Banban!"
"Sorry, I can't let you leave until the truth is revealed." Professor Lupine said, and took the mouse that was almost crushed to death from Black's hand.
"This is the truth!" Blake looked even more irritable.
"I told you when I met you before that as long as you find the Marauder's Map, you can see Peter's name on it at a glance...it's in Filch's office!"
"Do you think I didn't find it?" Lupine said expressionlessly: "I went to Filch's office after you sneaked into the castle for the second time, but the map was missing!"
At this time, Harry felt that his head was in a mess.
He knew about Peter Pettigrew, whom Minister Fudge had mentioned before in The Three Broomsticks.
But isn't he already dead? He was still killed by Blake himself!
It's impossible for a Minister of Magic to lie.
Thinking this, Harry couldn't help but said, "You can say anything now, because Pettigrew has been killed by you, and the whole street is a witness!"
"What they saw was not what they thought it was." Black said rudely, "He used despicable means to deceive everyone!"
"But Scabbers can't be Peter." Ron still refused to believe it, "It's living in our house..."
"Twelve years!"
Blake said, "Do you think the average rat can live that long?"
"That's because Kyle has been brewing rat tonic for it." Ron retorted, "It's been years since it was still in Percy's hands."
"Who is Kyle..." Blake was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting Ron to say that, and he always felt that he had heard this name somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a while.
"A very smart child." Lupine explained: "And his knowledge is amazing."
"It turns out he's just a kid who hasn't graduated yet..." Black said nonchalantly. The way he looked at Ron just now, he thought he was some kind of master of magical animals.
"It was just a coincidence. He met an Animagus, but he thought it was his tonic that worked!"
Kyle, who had been standing nearby, raised his eyebrows.
Although it was true to say that, it was so harsh when it came out of Blake's mouth.
When did he become so self-righteous?
In addition, those tonics were carefully prepared by him.
At this time, Blake continued to ask Ron patiently: "Is he missing a finger?"
"So what," Ron said.
"They only found fingers..." Harry subconsciously thought of Fudge's previous words.
"That's right, that coward cut off his finger the moment before it transformed." Blake said, "After I blocked him, he shouted loudly so that the whole street could hear that I betrayed Lily and James. Well, before I could recite the spell, he blew up the street with the wand hidden behind his back, and got into the gutter with other rats..."
"Crazy!" Ron said, as if he was listening to an extremely absurd story.
Hermione also spoke, her voice trembling, trying to stay calm, "But Professor Lupin, Scabbers can't be Peter Pettigrew, you must know that."
"Why do you think it's impossible?" Lupine asked calmly.
"Because if Peter Pettigrew was an Animagus, people would know...the Ministry of Magic has records...that there are only seven Animagus in this century, and Peter Pettigrew's name is not among them."
"You are right, Hermione," said Lupin, "but the Ministry of Magic does not know that there were three unregistered Animagus operating at Hogwarts."
"How do you prove it!" Harry felt that his mind was even more confused, "Prove that Scabbers is Peter Pettigrew!"
"It's very simple, and this is what I want to do." Lupine took a deep look at Black, "I hope you are not lying to me, otherwise..."
His tone was cold, and then he threw Banban to the ground and pointed his wand at it.
The wand sprayed out a blue light, covering the top of Banban's head...
Blake smiled, and his sunken eyes suddenly lit up strangely...
Harry, Ron, and Hermione also looked nervously at the mouse on the ground.
However, nothing happened...
Banban was still the same as before, running wildly on the ground, and was finally caught by Ron.
The smile on Blake's face froze, but Ron showed a victor's attitude.
"Look, I said they are all crazy. How could Scabbers be Peter Pettigrew?"
Harry looked at Lupin silently.
His face was extremely gloomy, and he turned his wand and pointed it at Black, "What else do you have to say? It's so ridiculous that I would choose to believe you, a traitor!"
"No, that's not it..." Black said dullly: "There must be something wrong with your spell... He is Peter Pettigrew... He is... I will not admit it..."
"You should keep talking to the dementors about this," Lupine said without any emotion.
Seeing this scene, Banban, who was held in Ron's hand, stopped struggling. His small eyes were full of surprises for the rest of his life.
"No... Remus, it's not like this..." Black rushed over in collapse, "You must have made a mistake. I beg you, please give me the wand... let me..."
"Don't even think about it!" Lupine pointed his wand at him, "Don't come any closer..."
However, before he could finish his words, Blake pounced forward regardless, knocking him to the ground and grabbing the wand.
Another blue light, but also useless,
"Impossible...this is impossible..." Blake was like crazy.
Harry reacted and immediately raised his wand.
But before he could recite the incantation, a faint voice came from the corner, and it was very familiar.
"Expelliarmus."
Kyle, who had lifted the illusion spell, came out and reached out to catch the flying wand.
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