Hogwarts: Undercover Death Eater Replaces the Dark Lord

At the same time, he kept glancing at Sirius on the other side of the table.

Ron followed Harry's sideways glance and turned his head to the left in a daze, and then happened to meet Sirius's numb, indifferent, and icy gaze.

"..."

"Gulp." Ron swallowed quietly, his face turning pale. "Hello... hello."

"Hello." Sirius's voice was deep and hoarse, as if it came from hell.

Ron's whole body began to tremble, and he no longer cared about his pet mouse. He struggled to hold on to the shoulders of the nearest Lecos, trying to support himself from falling.

"You... do you know who is sitting next to you?" Ron asked with a trembling voice.

"I know." Lycos glanced at him and said with a hint of amusement, "Sirius Black."

Lycos had no intention of lowering his voice and loudly said the name of the most wanted criminal next to him.

Ron was startled and finally sat down on the ground.

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Chapter 196 I Don’t Want to Die, So I Betray

"Okay, you two, stop scaring him." Mr. Weasley looked at them helplessly. "Ron has been timid since he was a child. He would tremble for a long time just by seeing a spider... Don't scare him into anything."

"Nonsense!" Ron jumped up from the ground. "I'm afraid of spiders because of those two guys, Fred and George!"

Speaking of this, he even ignored Sirius who was standing next to him, and complained to Mr. Weasley: "When I was very young, they turned my favorite teddy bear into a big spider while I was sleeping. I woke up and was scared half to death..."

"My fear of spiders is all due to the psychological trauma I suffered at that time. Otherwise, I am fearless!"

Ron straightened his chest and showed a fearless demeanor.

"Are you sure what you said is true?" Lycos raised his eyebrows and looked at him with a playful tone.

"Of... course!" Ron tried hard to turn his head away and not look at Sirius, who looked murderous.

He was not a fool, and he had finally realized what was happening... Since this wanted criminal could sit down and have dinner with his parents and Headmaster Dumbledore, he would at least not suddenly attack him now.

Even though he figured it out, Ron still didn't dare look directly at such a crazy monster.

"Okay, since you're fearless, there's no need to worry about you not being able to handle it." Lycos nodded slightly, then turned to look at Sirius, "You can get started."

Sirius nodded casually as well and pulled out his wand.

"Wait...what are you talking about?" Ron panicked again after hearing what Lecos said and seeing Sirius's actions.

He began to doubt his guess.

Could it be that... this Sirius Black is so powerful that even the Weasleys and Headmaster Dumbledore can't deal with him, so they let him sit here and eat?

That doesn't make sense. How could there be someone Dumbledore couldn't handle? And judging by Mr. Weasley's tone earlier, he didn't sound very nervous.

However, Sirius obviously had no idea how much inner drama Ron was playing out, and he was too lazy to even pay attention to this strange little wizard.

Sirius twirled the tip of his wand and pointed it directly at Scabbers in the cage.

The next moment, a blue-white light flashed—

With a dazzling flash, the cage containing Banban floated up from the table and gradually grew larger, along with the mouse in the cage.

Then, a wizard with thin hair, haggard face and fat appearance appeared in a cage that was magnified countless times, looking at everyone present with watery, mouse-like eyes in panic.

"What...what did you do to Scabbers?" Ron widened his eyes in horror as he looked at the ugly wizard that Scabbers had turned into.

"But that's Scabbers." Lycos shrugged at Ron. "Didn't you say you were fearless? So the truth is right in front of you."

Seeing this, Mrs. Weasley couldn't bear to see her little son's dream shattered, so she covered her eyes.

Mr. Weasley patted his wife's shoulder.

He knew very well that sooner or later, Ron would have to face the fact that his pet was actually a greasy man... In that case, it would be better to tell him the truth as soon as possible and make a decisive move.

So, Mr. Weasley began to explain: "Ron, Scabbers is actually an Animagus - that is, a shapeshifter with an advanced form of human transfiguration."

"As you can see, this man's name is Peter Pettigrew, and Scabbers is what he turned into..."

"This is impossible... You're kidding me, this is a prank, right?" Ron still couldn't believe it. "How could anyone be willing to be a mouse for more than ten years? Dad, don't learn bad habits from Fred and George!"

"This is true." Dumbledore sighed and spoke slowly, "Peter was once Sirius's comrade... but he betrayed Sirius, causing him to be misunderstood by the Ministry of Magic and imprisoned in Azkaban without trial."

"To escape capture, Peter faked his own death and used the Animagus method to transform into a rat... You all know what happened next. He was acquired by your brother Percy Weasley and eventually passed into your hands."

Dumbledore's credibility is unmatched by anyone else.

Now that the old headmaster has confirmed Banban's identity, Ron no longer holds any hope.

His lips trembled, his neck turned stiffly, and he stared at the greasy, wretched, ugly wizard in the cage. His throat twitched unconsciously, and then...

"vomit--"

Ron slumped over to his knees, retching his dinner.

"He...he used to sleep in my bed!" Ron said intermittently while vomiting, "Ugh...I often held him in my arms...this is so disgusting!"

In fact, he didn't even have the nerve to speak out about his even more disgusting behavior.

Scabbers is Ron's favorite pet. Ron not only holds him to sleep and feeds him with his own hands...but when he feels like it, he will even enthusiastically bring the mouse to his mouth and kiss it a few times.

Thinking of this, Ron vomited even harder.

He actually kissed a greasy and ugly man so many times that he felt like he was completely unclean...

At this time, Peter Pettigrew looked at the people present, and his strong desire to survive gave him another idea.

"Merciful child...Merciful master..." He grabbed the cage lattice and moved closer to Ron. "Black, the wanted criminal, wants to kill me...I am your rat...I am a good pet..."

"Why, do you think you're a better mouse than a human?" Sirius sneered hoarsely, "That's nothing to brag about, Peter. This little fellow probably doesn't have the quirk of keeping a man as a pet."

Ron nodded repeatedly, agreeing with Sirius's assessment.

He resisted the urge to vomit again and crawled from the ground to the other side of the living room, away from Peter Pettigrew's cage... It was not until he crawled to the other corner of the living room that his face regained some color.

Seeing that he could no longer count on his "master" of many years, Peter Pettigrew turned his attention to Harry, who was still standing at the stairs.

"Harry... Harry... You look so much like your father..." Peter Pettigrew knelt, his whole body shaking uncontrollably, and slowly turned his head towards Harry, "Your hair is just like his..."

"How dare you speak to Harry?" Sirius finally snapped, shouting, "How dare you face him? How dare you speak of James in front of him?"

"Harry, the best boy in the world..." Peter Pettigrew whispered, clutching the cage grating tightly and looking at Harry with his watery eyes. "James won't let me be killed... He will understand, Harry... He will have mercy on me..."

"James will not show mercy to a traitor!" Lupin stood up from the square table and looked coldly at Peter in the cage. "If you are really scared, you can tell Dumbledore."

His voice was particularly heavy: "We never forced you to join the Order of the Phoenix. You can quit at any time! Even if you are so cowardly as to beg for Dumbledore's protection, you will not let us down..."

"You don't understand at all!" Peter suddenly screamed, "Dumbledore can't protect everyone! James, Sirius, and Lupin, you three have been so high-profile in the fight against the Death Eaters, have you ever thought about my feelings?"

"I am your friend. Because of your actions, I am naturally on the opposite side of the Death Eaters. They will come after me no matter what... Don't you know how cruel those Death Eaters are?"

"If I become a traitor and am captured by Dumbledore, I can at least spend the rest of my life in Azkaban; but if I am captured by the Death Eaters, I will definitely die at their hands!"

"I don't want to die! So I can only choose Death Eater!"

Peter screamed these words almost hysterically, but he didn't notice that Sirius also stood up from his chair, his eyes without any warmth.

"Don't want to die? Hehehe..."

Sirius suddenly reached into the cage and grabbed Peter's collar, with his other hand already raising his wand.

"Then have you ever thought that there are also people in the Order of the Phoenix who don't care about those ridiculous rules?"

"Avada Kedavra!"

The next moment, a dazzling green light suddenly burst out from the wand in Sirius's hand, turning Peter's unfocused little eyes green.

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Chapter 197: Open Up

Just when the killing curse was about to hit Peter's face, a red light suddenly came from behind and hit Peter's face first.

Peter Pettigrew flew out and hit the cage grating hard, just avoiding the range of the Killing Curse.

Stone foam flew everywhere, and a green beam of light slammed into the wall of the living room, creating a hideous gap in the solid stone wall.

"Dumbledore, why are you trying to stop me?" Sirius turned his head sharply and looked at Dumbledore, who had just withdrawn his hand. "He killed James and Lily, and he might even hurt Harry at any time!"

"Yes, I know, Sirius," Dumbledore sighed softly, "but he has other uses, and I can't let you kill him like this."

"What use is there to this traitor?" Having missed the opportunity for revenge, Sirius seemed to have lost his mind and shouted hoarsely.

"Don't you want to restore your innocence?" Dumbledore stared at Sirius in a calm tone.

"I don't care!" Sirius gritted his teeth and said, "I've been living like this for more than ten years. I have only one goal, and that is to make Peter, the traitor who killed James, pay with his life!"

However, at this moment, Lycos also stood up from his seat.

"You don't care, but there are always people who do." He looked into Sirius' eyes. "Do you really think you are alone and can be buried with Peter Pettigrew for revenge?"

"Lex, what nonsense are you talking about?" Sirius frowned. "Why should I be buried with this traitor? After killing him, I can just hide... I'm an Animagus, the Ministry of Magic can't catch me."

"Are you planning to live like a dog forever, like Peter Pettigrew?" Lycos asked, "Besides, have you ever thought about other people's feelings?"

"Harry had lost both his parents, and his aunt and uncle were quite mean to him... because of that, he couldn't even find a guardian to sign his application for Hogsmeade."

Harry twitched his lips awkwardly.

It was embarrassing to talk about this dilemma in front of so many other people... What's more, he had not yet completed the transformation from a wanted criminal to his godfather in his attitude towards Sirius.

In fact, Harry was also very clear that since Sirius Black could coexist peacefully with Headmaster Dumbledore and Mr. Weasley at the dinner table, it meant that there might be some other hidden reason why he was wanted.

It’s just that… there’s a huge gap between a vicious criminal who was widely publicized and repeatedly reminded by the Ministry of Magic and the term “godfather”.

"Oh, my poor child." At this time, Mrs. Weasley couldn't bear it anymore and turned to look at Dumbledore, "Albus, how about I sign for Harry. You see, Harry has lived in your home for so long, I am also half of Harry's guardian..."

"Wait a minute, Molly..." Sirius couldn't sit still any longer. "Harry's godfather is still here. How can it be your turn to sign?"

"How can a wanted criminal like you be qualified to sign a warrant?" Mrs. Weasley snorted, glancing sideways. "Aren't you going to hide so the Ministry can't catch you? Then why did Harry get your signature?"

"Molly is quite right." Dumbledore chuckled. "Sirius, do you want Harry to be branded as harboring a wanted criminal?"

"I..." Sirius hesitated for a long time but couldn't think of a word to defend himself.

"I, I am willing to go to Azkaban." A voice as thin as a mosquito murmured from the cage. "Sirius, my old friend, I will be punished in Azkaban... You don't have to kill me."