As Peter Pettigrew’s sharp screams echoed in the hallway, Snape’s memory returned to that night twelve years ago.
That night, when he got the news and rushed to the house, it was in ruins.
He had already made up his mind to protect Lily from the Dark Lord, and he was willing to pay any price for it.
Even against Lord Voldemort, even if his life was at stake.
But what he saw was only her corpse, lying there lifeless.
She was dead, she was killed by Voldemort!
In the following days, when all the wizards were celebrating the news of Voldemort’s downfall, Snape shut himself up alone in the house. He was blaming himself. If he hadn’t told Voldemort the prophecy, Lily would not have died. It was him who killed her.
Thinking of that, Snape hated himself and wished only to die.
Later, Dumbledore told him that after getting his own warning message, Lily and Potter originally intended to hide with the Fidelius Charm, an ancient magic that could conceal a secret forever in someone’s soul.
The secret will never be discovered unless the Secret Keeper divulges it.
Under the protection of this Charm, even Voldemort himself should not be able to find them. This was originally the most foolproof way, but they chose the wrong Secret Keeper and wrongly believed in Sirius Black.
Black sold them out and he revealed the location of their house to Voldemort.
If they just had contempt for each other in their student days, then after Black killed Lily, hatred was growing in the depths of Snape’s heart. Over the past 12 years, countless days and nights, Snape could not wait to kill Sirius to avenge his beloved one.
But now he had heard the truth, everything was done by Peter Pettigrew.
All of the hatred he had gathered over the years for Black almost instantly shifted towards Peter Pettigrew and was on the tiny guy he had never noticed before.
Snape clenched his wand in his hand and he was about to kill that despicable traitor.
He moved a little and soon hesitated. He didn’t want other people to know his feelings for Lily. In the dark hall, the conversation was over. Black was about to kill Peter Pettigrew. Maybe to let him do it was the best choice.
Evan was behind a curtain, looking strangely at Snape.
Snape seemed to be moving into action, but then he stopped immediately. He didn’t know what he was thinking. His face was gloomy and terrible, his body was constantly trembling, speaking with no words of his innermost anger.
Evan didn’t have the time to guess what thoughts really dwelled within Snape’s mind. His attention was completely focused on Peter Pettigrew. He had to find a way to catch that guy and not let him run or die again.
He looked out secretly. This was undoubtedly the strangest sensation in his life: standing behind the curtain on the second floor, he saw himself in the hall on the floor beneath him.
“Sirius, you can’t kill him!”
“Harry, do you know what you’re doing? This scum has caused you to lose your parents. !” Black growled. “This despicable filthy bastard could watch you die without feeling anything. You heard what he had just said. His own stinky skin bag is more important to him than your family’s life.”
“I understand!” Harry gasped. “He killed my parents. He framed Professor Lupin. He took control of Ron and he tried to kill Evan. I will never forgive him for doing all these things, never! But you can’t kill him, Sirius. I don’t think my father would want his best friend to kill anyone! Especially, such a worthless person!”
The conversation in the hall continued, and Evan saw Harry stopping Sirius.
They decided to hand Peter Pettigrew over to Dumbledore and the Ministry of Magic, so that he could pay the price he deserved to pay. Then, Ron, who had been standing in the corner, began to walk over to Peter Pettigrew who fell to the ground. Evan knew what was going to happen soon. He wanted to stop Ron, but he didn’t know what to do.
He had to be careful not to be seen by himself.
Evan hesitated a moment and gave up on his intention to move in. He must keep his acts within the scope of the rules. If an accident was to occur, it would have irreparable consequences.
There have been many similar incidents in history. The wizards got confused, attacking the sudden emergence of themselves. Many went insane, killing their past or future selves, and even distorting time and history themselves.
You cannot mess with time, that’s one of the most important rules of the magic world.
If he wanted to catch Pettigrew, he had to find a way to do it in the Forbidden Forest. So Evan was ready to wait for him to escape there.
He glanced back at Snape again, then turned and leaped tightly onto the side ledge, slipping out of the castle.
By night, he slid along the lawn in the direction of the Forbidden Forest.
Evan’s Animagus form is a black cat. The sky outside was dim enough for him not to be discovered. Even if he would be seen by anyone in the hall as he went there, all they would see should be the shadow of a small animal gliding through the grass.
In the grass next to the wood, Evan did not rush into the Forbidden Forest. He saw Peter Pettigrew holding Ron out of the castle. They quickly approached the Forbidden Forest. Pettigrew showed excitement of one he was able to stay alive, while Ron’s otherwise dull and emotionless face suddenly looked distorted as if he was in immense pain.
Evan knew that Ron was about to break away from the control of the Imperius Curse.
Just beside the grass where he was hiding, Ron suddenly reacted fiercely.
He tightly grasped Peter’s right hand, the one missing a finger, and struggled with all he had to retrieve his wand.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry!” Ron rebelled against Peter, crying loudly. “I’m sorry, Harry! I’m sorry, Evan! I’m sorry, Hermione! It’s all my fault. I shouldn’t have doubted you, I should have believed you. Look at what I’ve done…”
“Damn, damn, what are you doing?!” Peter screamed, and he quickly uttered the spell and was ready to stop him from moving.
Evan, who had been hiding in the grass, quickly rushed out. He passed under Peter’s feet, and jerked him, interrupting his spell casting.
Both Peter and Ron fell heavily on the ground, splashing a lot of dust.
Evan saw himself, Harry, Hermione, and Black approaching quickly, and he rushed back to the grass beside him.
Next, Peter Pettigrew will be forced into the desperate situation that forced him to use that powerful evil black magic. Evan knew that there was nothing he could do to prevent that. He had to make an ambush in the Forbidden Forest in advance, and wait for Pettigrew.
And yes, there were also those dreadful Acromantulas waiting for him to deal with them.
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