Just a Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor

Peter was tied tightly, and he trembled as he looked at the people surrounding him. The small eyes that looked exactly like those of a mouse were darting around.

"Sirius, Lu, Lupin." Peter Pettigrew's voice was also high-pitched, and his eyes looked around again, "My friends, my old friends..."

Blake's eyes were already shining with pleasure, excitement, hatred and impatience, and he raised his wand.

But Lu Ping held his hand and signaled him not to worry.

In front of Harry and the others, they confronted Peter and exposed all his lies.

Peter, who found that there was no way to change the situation with words and no chance to escape, completely collapsed.

His face was ashen and he kept pleading.

"Sirius, it's me, it's Peter, your friend, you won't... you won't kill me, right!"

Sirius kicked him aside without hesitation, the disgust in his eyes was like looking at a piece of trash.

Peter had snot and tears running down his face. He squirmed like a bug on the ground and crawled to Lupine's side to try to arouse his sympathy, but Lupine turned a blind eye to this.

Then he begged Ron and Harry again, hoping they could help him say a few words, but Ron only looked at him with disgust.

"He slept in my bed and pooped on Harry's pillow!"

Sirius couldn't wait any longer. He raised his wand and joined Lupine.

Sherlock always felt a little uneasy. He felt that the strange sound was getting louder and louder, like a clock that kept turning in his ears. He could hear it clearly every minute and every second.

"Hurry up, settle the matter quickly, so as not to have a long night of nightmares." He urged.

Lupine and Sirius no longer hesitated, and together they prepared to wave their wands.

However, just as they were about to recite the spell, and Peter's face showed a look of despair, Harry suddenly spoke loudly.

"No! You can't kill him!"

Lupine and the others stopped what they were doing and turned to look at Harry in shock.

"This is Harry, your parents' enemy!" Sirius roared. "He was the one who killed your parents! This groveling, dirty guy will watch you die without any emotion. You heard what he just said, His own skin is more important than the lives of your whole family!"

"I understand," Harry gasped. "We take him to the castle and hand him over to the dementors. He can go to Azkaban... just don't kill him if he does. If you die, your crime will never be cleared. It's not worth it. It's not worth it for such a person. "

Hearing Harry's words, Sherlock had a look of relief on his face. He was glad that Harry could think of these things.

The expression on Sirius's face was twisted. He wanted to kill Peter on the spot, but he had to respect Harry's choice.

Because among the people present, only Harry is the one with the most power to make a judgment on Peter's fate.

Peter, who saw hope of living again, cried with joy and hugged Harry's legs, constantly thanking him for his kindness, but Harry threw away his hand with a look of disgust.

At this time Sherlock stared at Peter.

"Can the Petrification Curse prevent the Animagus from transforming?"

He didn't know where the uneasiness in his heart came from. He could only think of it in his memory. In the original novel, a mouse ran away in the end, so he had to make repeated decisions about Peter's current state.

Sirius shook his head.

"No, as long as Animagus learns it, this kind of magic can become a wizard's instinct. No wand or spell is needed. Just use your brain to complete the transformation."

Lupine saw Sherlock's worry.

"Don't worry, Sirius and I will catch him. If Peter dares to transform, we will kill him, okay? Harry."

Harry nodded, naturally he had no objection to this decision.

What they did seemed to be perfect, but Sherlock still felt something was wrong, but he couldn't say anything.

"You need to use your brain to complete the transformation?" He raised his wand towards Peter, and then recited the spell under Peter's horrified eyes, "Collapse."

The red wand hit Peter, and he drooped his head and fell asleep.

Sherlock nodded with satisfaction.

"This will make people feel at ease."

"You are too cautious Sherlock," said Lupine, "but caution is never a bad thing."

Sirius and Lupine both grabbed one of Peter's arms and pulled Peter up from the ground.

Hermione's pet Crookshanks showed the arrogance of a hero and walked at the front of the team with his head held high.

Sirius and Harry had just met tonight and were chatting about their relationship as godfather and godson.

Sherlock did not follow the large group. He was still listening carefully to the strange sound, looking for where it was.

Just when he was looking around, he suddenly noticed the bright white full moon in the sky, and he was stunned.

At this moment, Sherlock seemed to finally understand what he was anxious about. He suddenly turned his head to look at Lupine, who was extremely pale.

"Remus!"

Hearing Sherlock's rare direct call to Lupin's name, Harry and the others stood stunned at the edge of the Forbidden Forest.

Lupine looked at Sherlock strangely.

"What happened?"

Sherlock stared at him and pursed his lips.

"You told me when you were in the office before that Snape hasn't delivered the Wolfsbane potion to you today."

In an instant, Lu Ping's face became even paler than before!

"I can't go back to the castle!"

Harry and Ron were baffled by this, as neither of them knew Lupine's werewolf identity.

Hermione seemed to have guessed something beforehand, and Sherlock's words confirmed her guess.

Sirius also reacted at this time. He looked at the Forbidden Forest behind him and said anxiously.

"Run deeper into the Forbidden Forest. The further inside, the better."

However, at this moment, a sudden voice that did not belong to anyone between them suddenly sounded.

"No need to run away, Lupin, I brought the medicine for you."

There was a soft sound of footsteps coming from the darkness in the direction of Hogwarts Castle. Snape, whose greasy hair reflected the moonlight, had a playful expression on his face, holding a bottle of potion in one hand and a potion in the other. He came over holding his wand.

Seeing him, Lupine had an expression of surprise on his face.

"How did you know we were here? Thank you, Snape."

But Sherlock was not as optimistic as he was, because Snape looked at Lupine and Sirius with something wrong.

It was the same look that Sirius had when he saw Peter, so contrary to Snape's normal passion and hatred!

He avoided Lupine's hand that wanted to take the potion, but kept his wand pointed at Sirius' chest.

"Compared with delivering medicine to you, I think I found a bigger problem." Snape's tone was unusually sinister. "Two professors from Hogwarts and three Gryffindor students stayed up most of the night to secretly meet with the Ministry of Magic's most wanted criminal! What do you want to do?"

"Listen Severus, we'll talk about my business later. Give the medicine to Lupin first! Give it to him first!"

Black had already noticed Lupin standing next to him. Something was obviously wrong. He shouted loudly, but Snape was not moved at all.

"It would be better if he turned into a werewolf! When the dementors are coming, they will see the fugitive they want, and then they will also see a werewolf that is out of control! What do you think they will do?"

Snape's face showed an expression of joy, which was the excitement of succeeding in revenge!

Suddenly, a flashing red light hit him from behind!

Snape's body immediately froze in place, unable to move.

But what attacked him from behind was just a lonely wand hanging in the air. After the spell was cast, the wand swirled slightly and then returned to Sherlock's hand.

"Hurry up! Lupine is about to transform!" Sirius helped support Lupine, who was kneeling on the ground, and urged Sherlock.

Sherlock naturally knew that time was urgent and he must let Lupine drink the bottle of medicine before he turned into a werewolf!

But as he walked towards the petrified Snape, the sound of the clock hands turning became louder and louder!

It was like there was some timer counting down the time, and the hands above were about to reach the last moment.

Naturally, Sherlock was not in the mood to care about this at this time. He walked quickly towards Snape, the moment his hand touched Snape's hand.

The voice suddenly stopped.

Not only the sound, but everything around him also stopped!

The leaves blown off the branches by the wind stayed motionless in mid-air, as if frozen.

Sherlock grabbed the potion in Snape's hand. He could see that Snape was still blinking angrily.

But the others, Sirius, who was holding Lupin with an anxious expression, Lupine, who was kneeling on the ground with a painful expression, and Harry, Ron, and Hermione, who were looking at the scene in front of them with their mouths open, all looked like The pause button was pressed.

Sherlock looked at everything around him incomprehensibly.

"what happened?"

Snape, the only one who could move like him in this scene, could only blink hard.

His eyes were full of confusion, and he didn't understand what was happening at all.

At this time, Sherlock discovered that the locket he had been wearing around his neck had been opened at some point!

There was a golden watch embedded in the box, but there was no time scale on the surface. The only lone pointer suddenly turned crazily in the counterclockwise direction when Sherlock saw it!

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Not broken, not broken, still coding, sent before twelve o'clock.