The Return to Hogwarts

Peter glanced fearfully at the wand pointing at his forehead, trembling slightly.

"I just wanted to run away, Harry, to get that little Malfoy boy to send me out of school. I swear I never intended to hurt anyone."

"You're a liar."

Harry said bitterly.

Peter suddenly pounced on Hermione's feet again, startling her so much that she screamed.

“Smart girl, you must be able to figure this out, right? I never intended to harm you, not even for a moment. I’ve been following Ron the whole time. If I wanted to do this, I would have done it already.”

Hermione shrank back in fear as she looked at the enraged Harry.

“Don’t let him turn you into a murderer, Harry. Let’s take him back; he’ll be punished.”

“I’m willing to accept the punishment!” Peter shouted excitedly.

"I am willing to go to Azkaban, I am willing to forgive!"

Chapter 309 Stirring up the situation

2023-06-01

Too young.

Watching Harry struggle internally, his wand slowly falling unconsciously from his hand, Amosta sighed. Whether to kill or spare him, at least Peter had to be ensured to be unable to resist.

Boom!

The earth churned, and the surging air swept away all the trees and vines within thirty feet with the force of a plow. Layer after layer of soft soil was overturned, and the air was filled with the smell of burning. The scene from the Muggle Street twelve years ago was once again displayed in the world!

Harry and Hermione were trapped in the deep pit, staring blankly at the billowing smoke around them and the transparent magical barrier that enveloped them.

"How could this be? Who is it?"

When the thick smoke cleared, Peter had indeed disappeared. Harry, distraught, reached out and gently pressed the magical barrier in front of him. After the barrier vanished, Harry murmured to himself.

"I guess it's Dumbledore—"

The sight of the ravaged earth made Hermione sway; she clutched her chest, gasping for breath.

“I guess he anticipated that we might suffer if we actually met Peter, so when he removed our names from the Marauder’s Map, he probably did something to us.”

Harry crouched down, burying his face in his hands, his lonely figure appearing utterly helpless in the heavy night.

"I should have killed him right then and there, now it's all over-"

Harry's voice was muffled, but Hermione could hear a hint of a sob in it.

She had never seen Harry like this since she met him; he had no fighting spirit, his voice was full of dejection, and he seemed to have lost all hope.

"Harry--"

Peter simply vanished before their eyes, and without Dumbledore's preventative measures, they might not have even survived. Not to mention Harry, even Hermione felt a deep sense of powerlessness. They had never experienced such a setback before. In the past, no matter what challenges they faced, they could always create unbelievable miracles.

But no matter what, they still have to face reality.

Now, more than half the time has passed, and if they don't get back to Hogwarts Castle in the remaining time, something even worse will happen.

Hermione was about to comfort Harry when, just then, a desperate scream came from a direction not far away. It was Peter, who had just escaped right under their noses.

"what happened!"

Harry jumped up instantly, shouting incredulously, his emerald eyes blazing with renewed fire.

"It's that traitor. Who captured him?"

"Anyway!"

Hermione's voice was also full of surprise. She held her breath and listened carefully to what was happening.

"Something must have gone wrong."

Harry and Hermione exchanged a glance, and the next second, they both jumped up and chased after the sound as fast as they could in the direction it came from.

Click click click click——

Amid the rustling of leaves and Peter's increasingly faint wails, a strange noise sent chills down the spines of Harry and Hermione as they chased after them.

"I guess it's some kind of dark creature that lives in the Forbidden Forest."

Harry's tone was filled with glee as he spoke bitterly.

"I just hope that when it eats him, it leaves me something to prove Peter's identity, so that the Ministry of Magic won't have anything to say!"

"Don't say that, Harry—"

A splinter cut Hermione's arm, and crimson blood stained her now tattered clothes. Hermione winced in pain and spoke...

"Neither Professor Dumbledore nor Professor Blaine would want to hear you say such a thing—"

Hermione's words struck a chord with Harry, and he fell silent, continuing on his way with his head down.

At some point, the surroundings became even quieter and more oppressive; even the constant chirping of insects and birds among the branches and leaves could no longer be heard.

The further they went, the softer the ground became. Centuries of decaying leaves had turned the ground into something like a swamp. They climbed uphill, and when they crossed a certain boundary, the surrounding trees suddenly thinned out, and ahead of them appeared many bushes covered with thorny vines.

In a daze, Hermione seemed to see shadows moving behind the tall bushes. Fear made her grip Harry's arm tightly, and she whispered something in a low voice.

"Shouldn't we make use of the Invisibility Cloak, Harry?"

Click click click——

Harry noticed the movement behind the bushes. He hesitated for a moment, but then, Peter's cries for help from behind the hillside suddenly intensified, as if he had seen something terrifying.

"Go and have a look!"

Harry grabbed Hermione's arm and charged forward without a word, while the shadowy figures behind the bushes quickly retreated as they passed. Hermione glanced at them briefly and couldn't make out what the moving figures were; if she had seen them clearly, she would have certainly stopped Harry's impulsive actions.

Finally, they reached the top of the long hillside, and now, what lay before them was a huge, crater-like depression.

Ron is so lucky!

After seeing what was in the pit, a nonsensical idea suddenly popped into Harry's head.

Spiders—not those tiny creatures the size of a fingernail in the cupboard, but spiders as big as horses pulling a carriage, with eight legs, eight bright green eyes, and huge, black, hairy bodies.

Inside the crater, there were at least several hundred spiders of this size, moving about on their eight legs, making clicking noises. The ground inside the crater was littered with animal remains and white pupae, some of which were still shaking violently, indicating that the creatures inside were not completely dead.

Gollum—

Harry swallowed hard, and within a few breaths, his forehead was covered in sweat. He also felt Hermione's hand in his palm suddenly become damp.

Click-clack-clack-clack!

The two young wizards instinctively took a step back, and just then, as if receiving a signal, the giant spiders in the pit began to fiercely gnaw at each other with their massive claws. Harry no longer expected to find a single finger of Peter; now, his priority was how to survive with Hermione.

But the moment they turned around, both young wizards froze, goosebumps erupting all over their bodies.

Five or six enormous spiders had somehow crept up behind them, blocking their retreat.

Dozens of emerald green compound eyes looked down at Harry and Hermione. These eight-eyed spiders waved their large pincers in mid-air, making a high-frequency clicking sound. Hermione suddenly realized that the sound seemed to be some kind of special language.

"Do you think Dumbledore's magic might work again, Harry?"

Harry's face was ashen. He pulled out his wand and held it in front of him, but he couldn't figure out how to deal with these big guys with the stick in his hand.

"Oh, the little wizard in the castle?"

Suddenly, the bottom of the pit trembled, and a weary, aged voice came from behind the misty spider webs, accompanied by a heavy, metallic clattering sound.

"Besides them, no other wizards followed, right?"

The aged voice asked warily, and the enormous spiders in front of Haligan and Hermione answered the question by swinging their massive claws.

"Bring them here!"

The voice from inside the pit suddenly became filled with anger.

Harry was about to resist, but in a moment of distraction, his vision shifted, and he and Hermione were already pinned up by a spider with its two large pincers. The spider moved incredibly fast, and a gust of wind blocked their mouths, preventing them from even screaming.

The eight-eyed spiders lurking in the path made way, and ten seconds later, the two of them were brought before a giant spider, about the size of an elephant, crawling on a hemispherical web. The giant spider's body and eight legs were blackish-gray, and it seemed to be blind, because each eye on its ugly head with large pincers was covered with a layer of white film.

“Look there, Harry—”

As Harry stared in disbelief at the spider, Hermione reminded him, her voice filled with despair.

It's Peter!

He was hanging upside down not far to the left of the hemispherical spider web, where a smaller eight-eyed spider was crawling around Peter, quickly weaving its web.

Peter's mouth was blocked by a clump of spider web, preventing him from making a sound. His lower body was trapped inside the soon-to-be-formed white pupa, and his arm appeared to be bleeding, the crimson blood staining a large area of ​​the white pupa.

Looking at Harry and Hermione so close to him, Peter's beady eyes pleaded, and tears of fear streamed down his face.

You brought this on yourself!

Ha expressed his joy through his eyes.

Chapter 310 Dilemma

2023-06-02

The eight-eyed spider beside Peter was a master weaver; the white pupa spread downwards at an almost visible speed, gradually engulfing Peter's mouth. Harry watched Peter struggle fiercely, watching the fear and despair in his eyes disappear from his sight. Unconsciously, the pleasure in his heart vanished, replaced by a deep sorrow.