"You came just in time—" Before Dumbledore finished speaking, Harry rushed over with a single stride, and before everyone could react, he threw himself on Sirius and overturned him at once.

After knocking down Sirius, Harry didn't relax, but rode directly on Sirius' body and grabbed his neck with both hands.

"Bastard!" His eyes were bloodshot, and his entire face was flushed, even redder than the face of Sirius who was strangled by his neck, "You are their secrecy! In the end, you betrayed them!"

A look of pain flashed in Sirius's eyes. He wanted to say something, but his neck was tightly pinched, and only a few clucking noises came out, so he instinctively put his hand on Harry's. on the wrist.

"Release your strength!" Dumbledore's curse made Harry's hand relax uncontrollably, and then Professor McGonagall hurried over, grabbed Harry's left shoulder, and glanced at Percy at the same time. Percy suddenly woke up, strode forward, grabbed Harry's right shoulder, and dragged him off Sirius.

A breath of fresh air poured into Sirius's mouth and nose, he coughed twice, rolled over and sat up, looking at Harry who glared at him, Sirius felt uncomfortable.

"Harry, I admit...I've killed James and the others...I persuaded them at the last minute to replace the secrecy with Peter...It's all my fault, it's all my fault...If I didn't choose Peter, James They won't be betrayed..." His voice was very hoarse, and there was an indelible sadness in it, "But Harry, I beg you... believe me, I have never betrayed James and Lily, I I would rather die than betray them..."

"Secretary, Peter?" Harry was a little stunned by the news. "You mean to say that my parents' secret is not you but Peter?"

An idea came to Harry's mind, and he pressed it down because it was so absurd.

"Yes, in order to better protect them..." Sirius nodded bitterly, "In the end, I killed them and let the real murderer Peter go unpunished for so long."

Harry was a little overwhelmed, he turned to Dumbledore, hoping to get an answer from him. Then he saw Dumbledore also nodded, "Peter is here, he's been lurking at the Weasleys in the form of a mouse all these years-" At this moment, a strange sound came out of Ron's throat. Voice, "—I can wake him up to confront you."

Dumbledore briefly summarized the matter in a few sentences.

Harry looked at all this blankly, as if he was confused by the amount of information. He trusted Dumbledore's judgment, but deep down he still wanted to hear what Peter had to say.

"Recover quickly!" Seeing that Harry had nothing else to say, Dumbledore took it as his acquiescence, so he woke Peter up and prepared to confront him.

When Peter Pettigrew woke up, he didn't cry and shout, but just sat on the ground with ashes and mumbled something weakly.

Harry took a closer look and noticed that he seemed to be repeating words like "ridiculous", "framed up", "insanity" all the time.

No wonder Peter Pettigrew gave up resistance, Dumbledore's attitude really made him despair. If you didn't lie to Dumbledore, then everything would be over, and there was no point in struggling.

But when he saw Harry, Peter Pettigrew's eyes lit up, and he realized that he seemed to have a chance?

Peter Pettigrew grabbed the corner of Harry's clothes with his hand, and said shiveringly, "Harry, my God, you and James look almost exactly the same, only your eyes—"

Valley Disaster "Shut up!" Sirius roared angrily, "How dare you, how can you match!"

Harry felt as if he should say something, but the words were all on his lips, but they couldn't be organized into sentences.

"Professor Dumbledore," Hermione's timid voice interrupted several people's dialogue, "Can I ask a question?" Hermione listened to the conversation between several people, and combined with the story she heard in the Three Broomsticks , There is a general conclusion: Harry's parents were killed by Peter! Peter himself turned into a mouse and hid.

"Of course." Dumbledore looked at Hermione with loving eyes, just like he was looking at his granddaughter.

" Scabbers - I mean, Peter this guy, he's been hiding in Harry's bedroom for three years and Ron's house for twelve years, if he's an accomplice of You-Know-Who, then why didn't he hurt Harry, Didn't hurt the Weasleys? Why didn't he hide in some remote village for the rest of his life? Why didn't he hide with Ron and stay at Hogwarts?"

Peter knelt down in front of Hermione as if he was holding on to a life-saving straw. Tears and snot running down his face, "Thank you, smart, kind girl, God will bless you—" He stretched out his hand to pull Hermione's clothes, but there was a look of fear on Hermione's face, she took a step back suddenly, and Tom stood in front of her, separating her from Peter.

Peter didn't care about this detail, he turned to look at everyone in the room, and said loudly: "Yeah! Twelve years, I haven't even touched Harry's hair! I even helped him solve the little wizard who came to find fault. What! If I'm really that guy's accomplice, then why don't I kill Harry or escape to some deserted place?"

"Because you're a selfish and selfish bastard!" Sirius exposed Peter's lie without hesitation~lightnovelpub.net~ You went to Voldemort just for yourself, you are not loyal to him at all , you are only true to yourself..."

"You know the best thing about how to get the most out of it - you've been waiting for the chance, for his chance to be the overlord again. For you, send Harry to Voldemort or help him make a comeback. Only then can you clear your own suspicions, and at the same time climb higher in their gang, and please your master more, right?"

"Find a wizarding family to hide, and you can **** up your ears to find out, right, Peter!"

Under a series of questions from Sirius, Peter, like a foreign student who just arrived abroad, was dumbfounded and didn't know what to say. He found every reason to be refuted, and there is no possibility of whitewashing. He tried hard to think about whether he still had a chance to come back, but found that he was in a desperate situation.

In the end, he was really at a loss for words and could only slump on the ground like a deflated football. He gave up resistance.

Peter pleaded guilty. He murmured: "Yes... but I can't help it, I am also forced!"

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