Chapter 153: Strange Sensation

Peter Pettigrew bounced backwards hard and fell to the ground.

He didn't understand what was going on. Things were very strange tonight.

The castle door was clearly open and there was nothing in front of it, but he couldn't walk through it, as if there was an invisible wall blocking it.

Pettigrew shook his head to dispel the dizziness. But before he could do anything, Sirius Black, transformed into a giant black dog, jumped up and bounded down the stairs. With his front paws, pressed tightly against his body.

Pettigrew quickly rolled backwards and shook violently in despair.

He felt the hot breath of Black's body. He saw the inch-long sharp teeth, and those eyes that were filled with hatred and anger.

Bang!!!!

Black stomped on Peter's body with a surge of anger.

Pettigrew felt his ribs were broken. He resisted the pain, got up and was ready to escape again.

Before he could do anything, a hand came from the side and Ivan grabbed him. Peter struggled, but it was useless. Ivan firmly gripped his long, bald tail and he could not escape. Crookshanks jumped onto Ivan's shoulder and meowed.

"You got him!" Harry, Hermione and Ron ran down the stairs, panting.

Harry had the Marauder's Map in his hand and his face was full of joy. Hermione looked at Ivan worriedly, and Ron looked at Peter with a dull look.

"How did you get here, Ivan? I thought you and Professor Snape..." Hermione went to hug Ivan.

Ivan blinked and couldn't understand what Hermione was saying.

Why did she mention Snape? He obviously didn't know him. Looking at Harry and Hermione's excitement,

Ivan felt a little weird. It was too strange that Harry and Hermione had apparently saved him in Professor Lupin's office, how could they be with Black and Ron?

Ivan looked at both expressions and didn't understand anything at all. Also, the figure he had just seen behind the curtain...

Before Ivan could think what was going on, he heard Black's angry growl.

"Give it to me, boy! Give me that rat!", Black had returned to his human form and ran towards Ivan.

"I'm going to kill him!" He shouted furiously, his hate-filled eyes staring at Peter, his face twisted and distorted, revealing a terrible murderous longing.

Looking at Black's appearance, Peter Pettigrew squealed like a pig, constantly squirming, his little black eyes seeming to bulge. He did his best to bite Ivan's arm, trying to escape.

Ivan pulled out his wand and cast a spell at Peter.

His wand glowed blue and white, and for a moment, Peter hung in the air, his little gray body twitching wildly, then fell heavily.

Then another light came from the wand, and it looked like the quick sprouting of a magical tree.

A head appeared on the ground and limbs extended. Eventually, a man was standing where the rat used to be.

Peter Pettigrew winced and looked at the five in front of him, gasping helplessly.

"Sirius!" said Peter in a low, trembling, terrified voice. "My dear old friend!"

Black didn't answer, and showed his anger with actions.

As Peter screamed, he ran forward with great force and nearly tore him apart. Harry and Ivan rushed to separate them.

Blood was flowing from Peter's mouth, and his pale face was filled with large beads of sweat.

He shuddered behind Ivan and Harry, panicking. His eyes averted from Sirius Black's gaze, he quickly glanced at the others, paused for a moment at Ivan and Ron, and then looked at the open doors of the castle. There was obviously nothing there, so why couldn't he just walk out that way?

"So you're Peter Pettigrew, the guy who sold my parents to Voldemort and had him kill them?" Harry pointed his wand at him and said angrily.

"I didn't do it, boy!" Peter looked at Harry in confusion. Harry was in the office and clearly attacked him. Now why did he say this, as if he still had doubts? He didn't understand what was going on. But instinctively, it inspired him to speak up. He shouted pointing at Black with his right hand, which was missing a finger, shouting. "He's the one who murdered them, he killed James and Lily. He's going to kill me, he's Voldemort's spy!"

"How dare you," Black's face twisted, he snarled madly, suddenly sounding like the bear-sized dog he had been, "Me, a Voldemort spy? When have I ever met people stronger and more powerful than me? But you, Peter, I'll never understand why I didn't see that you were the spy from the beginning, you always liked your friends to be more powerful than you, to look out for you, didn't you? It used to be us... me and Remus.... And James..."

Pettigrew wiped the sweat from his face; he was almost gasping for breath, "Me, a spy...? You must be mad...I would never...I don't know how you can say that..."

"Harry, I just told you in the common room and in front of Snape that it was my advice that made James and Lily trust that guy as their Secret Keeper." Black hissed, so venomously that Pettigrew took a step back.

"I thought it was the perfect plan... a brilliant plan... Voldemort would be sure to come after me, I would never dream he would use a weak and talentless thing like you...", Black closed his eyes instantly opened them and looked at Peter. "That must have been the best moment of your miserable life, telling Voldemort that you could hand over the Potters to him."

"Absurd! You're mad!" muttered Peter. "I didn't do it."

"Don't pretend. We know everything. You killed my parents You framed Sirius Black!" shouted Harry, his face covered in tears. "Now you're back. You framed Professor Lupin; and Ron, you controlled him with the Imperius Curse."

"Don't listen to Black, Harry! He's a murderer; he's a madman..." Peter turned to Harry and pleaded, "I admit that I took control of Ron. It was I who revealed Lupin's werewolf status. What I did was not appropriate, but I did it for your safety. Lupin and Black are very dangerous! Believe me, Harry! I'm helping Ron and helping you."

Peter fell to his knees, his whole body shaking uncontrollably.

Ivan noticed that Ron, who was standing behind Harry, had moved. So he was immediately vigilant and pointed his wand at him. Ron's face was full of confusion and everything that was happening in front of him seemed to move him a lot. Just like in Professor Lupin's office, he was resisting the curse. It looked like he was going to succeed.

Seeing Ron's expression, Ivan hesitated for a moment and did nothing. He decided to observe.

If Ron could overcome the Imperius Curse on his own, it would be very good for him.

Things had progressed to this point. Although there were many strange things that hadn't been cleared up, this year's event was bound to end.

If Ron could succeed in resisting the Curse with his own will, that would be the perfect ending.