Chapter 726: The death of Peter Pettigrew!!

Just after he finished speaking, the eyes on the mirror disappeared.

Harry almost thought he was dreaming.

But it was almost a minute.

Just one minute.

A house-elf appeared in the dungeon. Then another figure also landed on the ground.

It was Darren and Pachi.

"Pachi, take them away!"

Darren ordered.

Harry looked at him blankly.

But he reacted immediately.

"Darren, let Pachi take Luna and Ollivander away first, we still have to save Hermione!"

Darren nodded.

"Pachi, listen to brother!"

He looked at Harry.

Then frowned.

"Go, follow me up, we're going to save Hermione!"

Darren said angrily.

Harry and Ron followed behind him.

At this time, Peter Pettigrew had just opened the door.

He subconsciously wanted to shout.

But Darren covered his mouth.

"Don't make me angry, and don't make me waste your past rescue!"

Peter Pettigrew closed his mouth.

He took a step back.

Giving up the exit.

Harry followed Darren up, dumbfounded.

Then his scar suddenly began to ache violently.

He knew it was Bella calling Voldemort.

Because Voldemort was very angry now.

He had warned them not to call him casually.

If there was nothing, he would definitely kill these people! And in front of Voldemort was still that old man.

The old man said softly: "No matter how you torture me, I won't tell you..." Harry suddenly knew who this old man was.

Gellert Grindelwald! Voldemort waved his wand. A green light hit the old man.

He didn't want to waste any more time.

The old man's body slammed heavily onto the wooden boards.

Harry knew Voldemort was coming back soon.

He shouted hurriedly: "Darren, he's coming!"

Darren nodded.

Then he accelerated.

He rushed directly into the living room.

At this time, Hermione saw him first.

Her eyes were red.

Darren's eyes also turned red.

"Who is it!"

Bellatrix discovered Hermione's anomaly.

She immediately looked at Darren.

She widened her eyes.

She almost subconsciously wanted to say something.

But Darren shouted: "Expelliarmus!"

Even though he had no wand in his hand.

But the wand in Bella's hand still flew out.

Darren threw it to Harry.

Then he rushed to Lucius and knocked him out hard.

Narcissa raised her wand.

She cast a spell at Harry.

But Harry dodged it.

He subconsciously wanted to save Hermione.

But he only then discovered that Bella was still holding Hermione tightly even at this time.

No wonder Darren didn't go directly to save Hermione just now, but dealt with others first.

Darren rushed to Narcissa's side.

He hesitated for a moment.

Then he said sorry softly, and then he shouted: "Stupefy!" Finally, they faced Bellatrix.

Bellatrix was holding a small knife against Hermione's neck.

"Don't make me do it... just once, and this little girl will die!"

Bellatrix laughed coldly.

She looked at Darren.

She laughed softly: "Good boy, surrender quickly, I think the Dark Lord still loves you as always..."

"Shut up!"

Darren showed an angry expression.

Then he was just about to say a few more righteous words to rescue Hermione.

At this time, a figure rushed over.

He slammed into Bellatrix hard.

They wrestled together.

It was Peter Pettigrew.

Darren grabbed Hermione.

Then he shouted: "Hurry, take the things, we're leaving!"

Harry and the others immediately grabbed their things.

"Quick, let's leave quickly..."

Darren grabbed Harry and the others.

At this time, Peter Pettigrew grabbed Darren's foot.

"Take me! I'll be your dog from now on!"

Darren grabbed him up.

"I don't need you to be a dog, you are a human..."

He Apparated.

At this time, Bella crawled up.

She threw the small knife at Darren with all her might.

Peter Pettigrew turned his body sideways, he blocked in front of Darren.

Apparition ended.

They landed at Bill's house.

Peter Pettigrew landed on the ground, his blood spilled all over the floor.

He said with his last bit of strength: "James... repaid to you..."

Harry's heart trembled.

He immediately reached out to cover Darren's eyes.

But Darren didn't cry.

He said softly:

"Brother, in such a short period of time, I have seen too many deaths? I have also passed that fragile age... bury him!"

Harry stood beside Peter Pettigrew's corpse.

Thinking of Darren from first grade to now, his heart ached, and tears instantly soaked his face.

Darren stood at the door of Bill's Shell Cottage, he looked at the sunset that was about to fall, actually he was also very confused.

After all, how could a person like Peter Pettigrew repay with his life just to apologize to James and thank him for saving his life.

This was not very likely.

But Peter Pettigrew actually died, which really shocked him for a moment.

But he immediately remembered Bellatrix's small knife, that knife seemed to be thrown at his stomach...

He even thought he could just twist his waist and it would pass, or even if he was stabbed, it would just be a channel to gain Saint Father points.

Didn't expect Peter Pettigrew to block it...

What was even more unexpected was that Peter Pettigrew only reached his stomach.

This actually made people want to laugh, and felt a bit strange.

Not very likely.

Really not very likely.

Or... Voldemort's doing?

Although Darren didn't quite understand how this was operated, he really felt that this was related to Voldemort.

Perhaps... it was that hand?

In the original book, after Peter Pettigrew helped Harry, that hand strangled Peter Pettigrew.

So...

Voldemort remotely controlled Peter Pettigrew to block the knife for him? A bit possible.

But it was unclear why Peter Pettigrew said what he said at the end.

Or was it that Peter Pettigrew really regretted it?

Really... forget it.

No need to delve into it.

Even if he agreed to take Peter Pettigrew along, it was just his subconscious acting as a saint.

Actually, even if he really brought him back, he would find a way to kill that guy.

Betraying whichever side he was on.

Keeping such a person waiting to stab him in the back? Darren curled his lips in his heart.

Then he heard footsteps behind him.

There were Bill's, Hermione and Ron's, and even Lupin and Black's, they had also come over...

Darren of course couldn't let them know that he was really here just to analyze why Peter Pettigrew would block the knife for him.

A saint like him, here, must be here to be alone and gloomy.

His face turned pale, his eyes were red, and his body trembled slightly.

"Why wasn't it me who died?"

[Ding, Saint Father points +100]

[Ding, Saint Father points +100]

[Ding, Saint Father points +100]

[Ding...]