Shadow trail of the beautiful world

Chapter 147 38. Become a hero 【70100】

On the top floors of apartment buildings in Hell's Kitchen, black smoke billows from burning homes.It's like an ominous signal.

On the battlefield at the top, Harry, who voluntarily came to hold the betrayer Peter in order to save the ordinary people who were held hostage, has also fallen into the most dangerous situation.

"Ah, Harry."

A strange smile appeared on Peter's sickly pale face.

The Dark wizard who followed Voldemort wasn't an asshole to begin with.In fact, he was one of Harry's father's best friends when he was a student.

Like Harry, he is a student of the Gryffindor branch of the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Unfortunately, more than ten years ago, when Voldemort was at its strongest, Peter succumbed to his inner weakness and chose to betray his friends.He revealed the hiding place of Harry's parents to Voldemort, which directly led to the death and tragedy of Harry's parents.

The traitor who had done evil looked at the unyielding Harry in front of him, and said:

"You look like your father when you fight. I have been watching you, Harry. You are smart, optimistic, and free and easy. You are almost exactly the same as your talented father that day. You are kind and beautiful. Mother is exactly the same... You are the perfect treasure left by James and Lily. You know, they were my best friends."

"You should call me uncle like you call Lupine and Blake."

"No!"

Harry gritted his teeth and said:

"I would never call you that, you are a shameless traitor who killed my parents!"

"Betrayal? No!"

Peter screamed as if misunderstood:

"You don't understand! Harry, you are too young to understand at all! You don't know at all, you can't imagine his weapons!"

As if to justify himself, the Death Eater gritted his teeth and said:

"I was scared at the time, Harry. I have never been as brave as your father. Believe me, I never did that on purpose. Voldemort forced me. You can't even imagine his power at that time!"

"Tell me, Harry, what good is it to face a man like that and refuse him?"

Another morbid smile appeared on Peter's face, he looked at Harry, and he said:

"I caught you back, and he will reward me for it."

After speaking, he raised his right hand, and the shiny silver fingers grabbed Harry like a poisonous snake. Harry wanted to fight back, but with a flick of Peter's wrist, his wand was smashed to the ground. on the ground.

"boom"

Harry was strangled by the silver fingers, and he struggled desperately, but the force from the silver metal fingers was so great that he was powerless to resist.

He was dragged back to Peter in a state of embarrassment, and the Death Eaters looked down at him, a smile appeared on his mouth, and he said:

"Transporting back to England from North America is a terrible process, Harry, you better bite the bullet and don't spit it out."

But Harry didn't pay attention to Peter's "persuasion". On the contrary, Harry's eyes fell on the ruins of the smashed wall in front of him, where a black and white tabby cat was squatting there, looking at him .

Harry recognized the kitten, it was Merlin's kitten... no!

That's not Merlin's kitten...

God, that idiot Ron misled him, that cat, that's clearly Professor McGonagall!

She is here too!

The eyes of one person and one cat looked at each other, and Harry immediately understood the meaning of Professor McGonagall. He grabbed Peter's arm and shouted:

"Uncle Peter! Turn back, you're not going to end well with Voldemort! He doesn't care about anyone! Please, turn back, while you can."

Harry's "Uncle" stunned Peter, who was casting a spell and preparing to leave North America.

He looked down at Harry, and the expression in those watery eyes was constantly changing, with guilt, pain, despair, fear, and a touch of viciousness.

"There's no chance, Harry. There's no turning back..."

He was so absorbed in Harry that he failed to notice at this moment that in the shadow of the ruined wall behind him, the cat had quickly transformed back into the vice-principal of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, the famous and powerful Witch, Minerva McGonagall.

"Stupefy!"

Professor McGonagall has a wealth of experience in casting spells. The moment she transformed back into a human form, she waved the wand towards Peter. Accompanied by an extremely formal spell with clear articulation and elegant syllables, an enhanced sleeping spell was thrown at Peter. on Peter.

The green light hit Peter's back like an arrow, interrupting the magic he was releasing. Peter felt an uncontrollable drowsiness at this moment, but he was soaked in black magic all the year round, which made him uneasy about this harmless spell. Has strong resistance.

He didn't fall down immediately, he staggered, looked at Harry in front of him, and screamed:

"You lied to me! Harry! You lied to me!!!"

"what!"

The guy who once betrayed his best friend, was cheated by a kid this moment.

The sense of guilt towards Harry's parents immediately dissipated in Peter's heart. He tightened his fingers, and endured the pain of the Cruciatus Curse released by Professor McGonagall, about to cut Harry's neck off.

This silver hand was given to him by Voldemort, and it could release a huge force like a mountain monster. Harry could feel that his neck was crackling, and maybe the next moment, his neck would really be strangled.

Professor McGonagall's complexion changed, and a dangerous green light appeared on her wand.

That was the start of the Avada Kedavra Curse, and it seemed that the professor was also murderous.But she was unwilling to use it rashly, because Harry and Peter were in contact now, and she was afraid that the Killing Curse would hurt Harry.

"Swish"

At this most critical moment, a shadow rushed into the burning room from the broken window like an arrow, and as Merlin flipped his wrist, the black fighting knife shone with a penetrating light.

When Merlin raised the knife, a smear of hot blood splashed on Harry's face.

Before his eyes, Peter's entire right arm was severed from the shoulder.

"what!!!"

The black wizard let out a painful scream, and he clutched his wound with a look of despair.

"Swish"

Professor McGonagall's magic hit him from behind. It wasn't the Killing Curse, but an enhanced version of the Sleeping Curse. Peter, who was seriously injured, could no longer resist such a spell. He rolled his eyes and fell into a pool of blood .

"Snapped"

Merlin pulled out the silver hand that was strangling Harry's neck, and threw it at his feet. The silver palm was separated from Peter's body, and it melted quickly, as if it had never appeared before, and soon became The disintegrated gesture dissipated in the air.

"It's almost late, isn't it?"

Merlin smiled at Harry and handed him the handkerchief. The latter was really frightened. He wiped the blood on his face with the handkerchief, and then looked at Peter who was lying in a pool of blood. Until this moment, he finally relieved.

"You are so reckless, Mr. Potter!"

Professor McGonagall's round orthodox Scottish accent sounded behind Harry.The graceful professor waved her wrist and summoned a clear spring to extinguish the surrounding flames. She looked at Harry sternly and said:

"I don't recall any professor ever teaching you to stand up for yourself in such a situation...Have you forgotten Dumbledore's warning to you?"

"I..."

Harry was a little afraid of the stern witch, he didn't know what to say.

Merlin took a step forward and put his left hand on Harry's shoulder. He looked at the witch in front of him and said:

"Harry did the right thing. Ma'am, his performance today is worthy of the title of hero. Because of his bravery, he gave us a chance and 33 lives were saved. At this time, you should praise him. Words of criticism , Let’s save it until school starts.”

"You! Merlin!"

Professor McGonagall looked up, glaring at Merlin with a more stern gaze.

She still hasn't forgotten that this guy fed her cat food for 7 days, and his asshole cat Googoo... It's a shame!

"It's hard for you to understand the significance of Mr. Potter to the British wizarding world. We would rather he live in such a peaceful way than become a hero in the limelight! He almost lost his life!"

"We all fantasize about being heroes before we become heroes."

Merlin shrugged. He didn't understand why the witch was so angry with him. He just retorted calmly:

"Rather than let you put the name of a savior on Harry and wait for him to become a savior passively. It is better for him to choose to be a hero... The former is pushed to greatness, and the latter actively pursues greatness."

"I think Harry has really grown up today."

"Don't use your dangerous thoughts to confuse this kid! He's only 14 years old! Merlin, he should stay at home obediently at his age!"

"What are you calling me by my name? Besides! Harry's fate has been..."

"Okay, stop arguing!"

Harry was a little overwhelmed by the quarrel between Merlin and Professor McGonagall, and the kid yelled, pointing to the ground under his feet, and said:

"Let's get out of here first, go back and talk about something, okay?"

"Humph"

Professor McGonagall snorted, and as she turned into the darkness, she said to Harry:

"Tomorrow morning, I will be waiting for you at the Magic Congress...I will take you back to London via the Floo network."

After speaking, the proud witch transformed into a little cat in the dark, and quickly disappeared into the shadows.Merlin's eyes widened as he watched this scene. He always felt that Professor McGonagall's changed little cat looked familiar.

"Oh, so she's an Animagus... no wonder."

Merlin knew that this spell of transforming into a small animal was the supreme secret of transfiguration, and it was called Animagus.

It allows a wizard to freely transform into an unobtrusive small animal, and after the transformation, all the wizard's aura will be covered up, that is to say, the transformed wizard is a real animal.

Not even spotting spells could detect them.

Merlin glanced at Peter at his feet. This Death Eater was also an Animagus. Merlin saw him transform into a gray mouse in the previous warehouse.

"Come on, Harry."

Merlin picked up the unconscious Peter, and he waved to Harry:

"Go on, Hermione, Ginny and Ron are still waiting for you, and we have to prepare a dinner for the hero. Let me think, you helped Fury solve a big problem, so this time, Just let him treat you."

"Um"

Harry nodded, picked up his and Peter's wands from the ground, he patted the dust off his body, and took the elevator with Merlin back to the ground.

The 33 people who were rescued are being "questioned" by the Aurors.

In fact, they were released one by one the Forgetting Curse, making them forget what happened today, and continue to be ignorant and happy ordinary people.

Merlin knew that the Magic Congress would probably be very busy in the next period of time. More than 10 people in New York saw the fire dragon leaping into the sky with their own eyes.

"Thank you."

When Merlin walked into the square, Boxer Jack, who was holding his son, came to Merlin.He obviously still remembered Merlin and the things he did 3 years ago, but at this moment, this stubborn boxer still sincerely thanked Merlin.

After all, Merlin saved him and his most precious son.

"Thank you."

Little Matt, who was held in Jack's arms, also thanked Merlin, which made Merlin smile. He reached out and stroked Little Matt's hair, and then let Harry behind him, he expressed his gratitude to Jack and Matt. explain:

"You guys should thank him... I wouldn't have been able to do this without his help."

"Thank you, son."

Jack stretched out his hand and patted Harry's shoulder. The boxer with scars on his face thanked Harry sincerely, and Harry responded somewhat at a loss.

A few minutes later, Harry said goodbye to the father and son, and he returned to his friends.

Hermione and Ginny worriedly checked Harry's body repeatedly to see if he was injured, while Ron stretched out his fist and thumped Harry's thin chest. He pointed at everyone around him, exaggeratingly Harry said:

"Look at these Muggles, Harry, you saved them all! They call you a hero! Hahaha."

Ron patted Harry on the shoulder, and he asked:

"How does it feel to be a hero?"

Harry looked back at the ordinary people who survived the catastrophe behind him. He raised his head and looked at the sunset in the evening sky. He reached out and touched the lightning scar on his forehead, and said softly:

"It feels..."

"It's really good."

(End of this chapter)