Chapter 160: Change of mind

Click, click, click, click, click....

Ivan saw that just as he did, Peter Pettigrew's short, fat body was picked up by an Acromantula. Head and hands down, he was terrified.

"Help me, Ivan! Please help me..." Seeing Ivan, Peter's horrified face showed a flash of joy.

He held out his arms to him and pleaded miserably.

He wanted to free himself from the Acromantula's control, but his feeble resistance had no effect. He squeezed Peter tightly with his two long, hairy front paws, dragging him to the center of the forest.

Click, click, click, click, click....

He walked past Ivan and disappeared into the dark trees.

Ivan just moved and the two Acromantulas in front of him rushed to him. They stopped him and prevented him from saving Pettigrew.

Sixteen glowing black, fierce eyes fixed on Ivan. The large, sharp fangs clicked loud enough to give any normal man goose bumps.

Ivan took half a step back, and through the dim light at the tip of his wand, he saw one Acromantula scurrying with its long, hairy eight legs, attacking straight up from the ground, while the other quickly climbed up to the oak tree next to him and then rushed down.

They were ready to attack from top to bottom, and the situation was very overwhelming.

Ivan did not hesitate. He left the oak tree beside him and ran to the Acromantula in front of him.

His wand made a beam of light, like a sharp sword, and directly split the Acromantula in front of him into two halves from the center.

After killing it, he hurriedly raised his head.

His mouth quickly spoke his spell as his hand moved his wand from the bottom to the top, and the same spell with dazzling light hit the spider that had just descended from the trunk.

Poof!!!

The green, sticky innards of the spider splattered and flew everywhere.

The remains of the corpse fell heavily to the ground, and the carcass split in two.

But its hideous fangs were still moving at full speed, biting the air at insane speed as if they had caught Ivan.

The sheer brutality of the eight-eyed creature was embodied in that scene.

In the book '(Fantastic Creatures and Where to Find Them)', the Acromantula was there, being one level higher than the Werewolf, one of the most dangerous magical species known to date.

Yesterday in Hogsmeade, Ivan fought a werewolf.

Fortunately, an Acromantula does not have the horrible defense and resistance of the werewolf. Relatively powerful magic can damage them. One just has to be careful not to be touched by their sharp, massive, venomous fangs.

The forest was calm again, as if nothing had happened.

Ivan panted for a while and chased the place where Peter was towed.

With the help of the Tracking potion, he could tell where he was being taken, and it seemed that he was moving towards the center of a huge hollow.

As before, the ground sloped downward, but the surrounding trees were not as dense, and were becoming sparser and sparser. The trunks were also an unhealthy grayish color, appeared to have been eroded by a blight, and were covered with spider webs.

The landscape on the ground was even more disturbing, with animal remains everywhere. Ivan saw many white cobwebs. He didn't know what was inside them. It should be the food of the Acromantulas. Some of them shook violently as he passed.

Obviously, the creatures inside had not yet died.

Due to the tension, Ivan's palm was full of sweat. He had probably realized that he was about to encounter something horrifying if he was going to go through with it.

He was considering giving up on Pettigrew. With his current injury, he certainly couldn't escape the Acromantulas. Chasing him sounded like a direct path to death. Ivan hesitated, as common sense told him to back off and go back to his friends.

But he could still hear Pettigrew's screams.

He sighed heavily, and knew he couldn't leave him there.

After all, he still needed to clear Lupin and Black's names. Knowing Cornelius Fudge, unless Ivan brought Pettigrew in, the minister would never believe the two were innocent.

Not to mention that Lucius Malfoy is cooking up his own plans. Even with Dumbledore's authority, there is no way to stand up to them. No matter how powerful or great the headmaster is, he can't persuade other people in the ministry to side with him.

Therefore, Ivan had to bring Pettigrew back.

Besides, Ivan was not the type of person to watch someone die before his eyes without moving a muscle.

Even if the victim was Pettigrew, even with the danger that awaited him, he would never back down.

He walked forward, worried about Black's injury. He also didn't know about Harry and Hermione's condition. As he was leaving, it looked like the Dementors were closing in. But as he saw the powerful barrier coming out of the castle, he was relieved.

As long as they had that person, they would not be in danger.

However, with the way things had unfolded tonight, Ivan found that his responsibility was great.

Faced with an evil dark wizard like Pettigrew, he found himself not being decisive enough.

The correct approach to this matter should have been to stun Pettigrew directly and then bring him to Dumbledore, or incapacitate him to erase any chance of escape, or....

Ivan had a habit of putting himself in everyone's shoes.

He had this impression of Pettigrew. In addition to his cowardice and stupidity, he felt he had a conscience that had never been eliminated. With this image, combined with Peter's tragic end, Ivan thought that by overpowering him and confronting him with the truth, Peter would give up all resistance and confess.

For him, this would have been a perfect ending to this year's event.

With Black managing to clear his name and get what he was supposed to get and Ron managing to rely on his own efforts to resist the Imperius Curse, making Peter pay the price for his actions and sincerely apologize to Black and Harry would have been perfect.

However, things didn't develop in that direction!

To escape, to evade the Dementors, Pettigrew resorted to that forbidden dark magic, with absolutely no concern for the safety of the four innocent children in front of him.

Pettigrew's reaction was totally different from what Ivan had imagined.

Ivan realized at that moment that he was too naive.

This is a real magical world, not a game where he can guess events based on the original plot. These characters were real, living people.

They will all have their own thoughts and make judgments about how things change around them, rather than continuing to develop based on the original plot....

Even Dumbledore, the greatest white wizard of the contemporary era, had his own unknown plans. Otherwise, tonight...

And among all the Death Eaters, Pettigrew was the lowest and weakest of them all. And yet, even he proved to be so evil and difficult to deal with, not to mention other dark wizards.

Ivan sighed again. He realized that if he remained so naive, he would never become an opponent of Voldemort.

"Changing other people's fates is starting to feel more like a fairy tale. It seems that what I need to change the most is myself," Ivan's eyes gradually became steady. Although his intention did not change, he decided to use more practical ways to solve these real problems.