HP Magic Biography

"Yes, exactly……"

Peter secretly said that he couldn't see the **** Bogut at all. In fact, when he was more than ten feet away from the Bogut, Bogut cancelled the change.

However, he still wanted to use a magic wand to blow the **** Bogut into ten thousand plumes of smoke.

But just as he thought about it, his body bypassed the Bogut very honestly. He didn't think his wandless spellcasting could do any good, and he had been frightened enough today. .

However, the Forbidden Forest didn't seem to want to let him go. As he walked toward the ruins, the red hat hiding from the tree scared him to death.

This is a kind of intractable little creature that looks like a fairy. As long as there is a place where there is bleeding, they can be found, usually lurking in the dungeon of the castle and the trench of the battlefield, waiting to sneak attack on those who get lost. This dwarf-like animal lives in caves in ancient battlefields or places that have been tainted with human blood. Although it is easy to drive them away with spells or charms, they are still very dangerous for the Muggle who is alone. They will try to kill him with a big stick in the dark night.

Peter is not a Muggle. He is a wizard. Since this red hat offends him, naturally Peter will not let him go so easily.

Peter thinks that the red hat should disappear into the forbidden forest with its weapons. In fact, he did the same.

He immediately relieved Animagus’ deformation, and he stretched out his hand. Although he did not have a wand in his hand, the power of the spell was pitiful, but it did not prevent him from killing the creatures in front of him, like trampling to death. An ant, in Peter's eyes, even a Muggle is no different from this red hat.

This is also due to Voldemort’s careful teaching. If he follows Hogwarts’ education... well, all his education at Hogwarts has been eaten by dogs... This is probably the worst time a dog was hacked. ...

"Reducto (bone to pieces)!"

The dazzling red light illuminates the night, and after a thunderous explosion, the red hat that originally wanted to attack Peter didn't even let out a whine, and completely dissipated in the world.

Seeing the blue smoke and the pieces of meat in front of him, the stump of the red hat hung on the tree, Peter felt that the world was finally cleaned up, and the ashes of the red hat made his bad mood much better.

He tasted a sigh of relief. The depression that had been caught seemed to dissipate with such a simple Bone Breaking Curse. He has escaped. He is very convinced of this...There is no Voldemort, no Dumbledore, Without Fanlin El, as for Sirius, he will die tonight, and the Ministry of Magic will never let him go.

Things are moving in a good direction. At least for Aideli, although his future life will not be as easy as splattered, he has also made corresponding measures. The relics pointed out by Voldemort, they were only At the periphery, I got a map of the live spot. Although it was terrifying, compared to the power of survival, it still couldn't stop Peter from moving forward.

The corpses, the ghouls, let him go to hell, he knows the way to go, bypassing those corpses, Voldemort's mark is the best pass.

Peter wasn't hiding himself either. His chubby body kept moving forward. He enjoyed the feeling of being able to walk on his legs.

But his pace was quickening. The place was not far from Hogwarts. He imposed a haste on himself, and he could clearly feel the rapid retreat of the scenery around him.

It's been a long time since he used magic to drive on his way. He had always failed to be taken by Ron before. This poor fellow couldn't even use simple light spells and haste spells, let alone any advanced phantoms. Now, if Ron does it, his body will be torn as an inevitable result.

...

Fanlin ran all the way in the forbidden forest, and he felt that Peter Pettigrew had stopped for a while, not far from him.

This made Fanlin speed up his pace. His figure was like a white ghost, constantly flying over the tree. He did not choose to move on the ground. The noise of stepping on the fallen leaves was really too loud. It was disturbed that Peter Pettigrew had to give up this method.

However, his Animagus did not let him down either, moving high and still flying over the tree trunk did not cause any discomfort to his body.

The instinct from a ferret allows his paws to firmly grasp the tree trunk, leaving you as me on the ground, and his whole person moves in mid-air, like running.

But just as Fanlin chased forward about a hundred meters away, he was startled by a rumbling sound, and the hair on his body stood up, and then he stopped on a branch. .

He saw the red light, which was the cause of the explosion.

It may be the Blasting Curse or the Bone Breaking Curse, and the person who releases the magic is obviously only Peter Pettigrew.

However, Fanlin couldn't help feeling a little bit tricky for the strength of Peter Pettigrew. He had seen many adult wizards, but none of them could use the skill of wandless spellcasting to cast attack spells, although they would not normally use it.

However, Fanlin didn't expect Peter to be able to cast spells without a wand. Fanlin was quite sure that Peter didn't have a wand in his hand. Everyone's wands stayed in their hands, and Professor Lupin's wand was where Harry was.

Fanlin frowned, he jumped down from the tree, and then relieved his Animagus deformation. He carefully moved forward holding his wand, and Peter was less than two hundred meters away from him.

"What is he doing?" Fanlin said to himself. He was very surprised that Peter paused. According to reason, Peter should leave Hogwarts as soon as possible.

But these weren't things Fanlin should consider, he wished Peter would stop and rest.

However, Peter didn't seem to want to give Fanlin a chance to seize him. He only stayed for a minute or so, and the tracking mark on Peter began to move quickly.

"Damn..." Fanlin cursed. Since coming to Hogwarts to go to school, this sentence seems to have become the mantra of the four of them. All kinds of bad things have followed, and these things have almost become them. The main theme of several people.

It's like a detective game, except that they don't take the initiative to join, they are forced to explore, as if someone is constantly pushing them forward.

Fanlin trot two steps, he leaped forward, and he unfolded his Animagus again. Peter moved a little faster this time, and Fanlin could clearly feel that Peter's mark was in his range of perception. Dimmed quickly.

"Squeak...squeak..."

Fanlin said angrily, as if he was telling Peter Pettigrew to stop, but when he ran to the place where Peter Pettigrew stayed, a feeling of abhorrence instantly penetrated Fanlin's mind.

There were blood stains everywhere, scattered stumps fell on the treetops and leaves, and the strong **** aura made Fanlin vomit.

This made his magic power impossible to maintain at once, and the figure that had been leaping in midair fell to the ground in embarrassment, and then turned into a human form.

Seeing the mess around him, Fanlin couldn't help but think of killing Peter. Of course he recognized that it was a red hat, a weak dark magic creature.

However, being so cruelly killed clearly exposed Peter's cruel character. It was not that he could not accept the killing of dark creatures, but regardless of the means or methods, Fanlin did not let Peter mean. Perhaps throwing Peter at the dementor was a good way of punishment, he wanted to do it in the first place, and he is doing it now.

Fan Lin gently waved his wand, and a stream of water quickly swept away the messy blood around him. This **** air made him feel very sick, and he didn't want to stay here at all.

The red light in Fanlin's eyes flickered. He felt that he should catch Peter quickly and let him go for a while... (Well, I can't make it up...)

Fanlin's figure moved faster, his eyes had completely turned into blood red colors, he needed a faster speed, and the abundant magic power in his body gave him such a capital to spend.

Dumbledore’s magic potion was exciting to think about, but... Dumbledore’s help clearly formed Van Lin’s capital to track Peter right now.

Time passed in the running of the two of them, and Fanlin’s speed was only limited faster than Peter. This made Fanlin feel very frightened. You should know that Peter does not have the same blood secret technique as he does, but he is Peter has never been in degree.

Obviously, Peter is not as unbearable as he imagined~www.wuxiaspot.com~ At least from the point of view of the stickless cast and other performances now, Peter in memory is obviously completely weakened. .

However, as the forbidden forest continued to deepen, an uneasy mood spread in Fanlin's heart.

This time he was alone, without Harry, without Hermione, and Peter was not as strenuous as he had imagined, and the bell was ringing soon.

Obviously, there must be some kind of connection between that peculiar bell and him now, but until now, there is nothing that can ring the bell.

Of course, the surrounding environment has undergone strange changes. As the forbidden forest continues to deepen, the surrounding trees also appear darker and darker. They are far beyond the forbidden forest under the jurisdiction of Hogwarts. The territory of the centaur, but so far he has not shown any signs of the life of the centaur.

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