Hogwarts Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor Peter

Chapter 196
Voldemort's high, grim voice rang out.

"Drill the heart and gouge out the bone!"

Every inch of Peter's skin hurts as if being cut by a knife, and his internal organs are churning in pain, but he has been cursed with petrification, and his body cannot move or make a sound.

Voldemort raised his wand, and the torture stopped. "Too quiet torture is too boring," he said with a smirk. "Wormtail, you sneaked up on me from behind and made me suffer for 13 years. Tonight I will be like this." Pay it back."

He lifted the Petrification Curse on Peter, and then fired a Cruciatus Curse. Peter swiftly dodged sideways, and his steps were methodical. He hid behind the statue, and the spell hit the stone, making a muffled sound.

"Nice dueling skills," Voldemort said with a sneer, "you will become a useful infernal corpse after you die, and I will let you kill everyone you care about with your own hands."

Peter didn't have time to listen carefully to Voldemort's clamor. He leaned against the statue and calmly assessed the battle situation.His wand and ring were taken away, and hundreds of ghost corpses surrounded him in the distance, blocking his way of escape. He looked to the left, and there were rows of gloomy tombstones standing in the weeds. The side was where Harry was tied, he didn't want Harry to get hurt.

"Come out, Wormtail!" Voldemort joked. "Are you playing hide-and-seek with me? Are you going to turn into a dirty little mouse and slip away from me?"

Peter heard a whoosh, and he jumped away to the left—

"boom!"

The statue was blown to pieces, and the upper half flew out. If Peter had been hiding behind, his back would have been broken.

Peter rushed quickly among the tombstones, and the curse fell behind him, brushed his shoulders, and brushed his hair.He listened carefully to the sound of the spell flying, and avoided the fatal attack with tiny movements.

"Excellent agility, but you can't escape." Voldemort raised his wand, the ground under Peter's feet exploded, he rolled, and fell prone behind a row of tombstones, sharp sand and stones shot from him Scraped over the body.

"Wormtail, come out and face me!" said Voldemort. "Without Dumbledore, have you become a coward? Come on, Harry, this boy is watching... Teachers are so cowardly, why are you so weak?" Might it be possible to teach brave students?"

Peter hid behind the tombstone, using the time Voldemort was speaking, to observe the surrounding terrain.He moved quietly behind some of the stronger tombstones. In the darkness, his hand touched something. He lowered his head to look carefully, and his hair stood on end.

Snape was lying on his back, and when Peter looked at him, his bloodshot black eyes turned and met Peter's.Peter gasped—it's over, in front of the tombstone is the tip of Voldemort's wand, and behind it is an extremely powerful Infernal Corpse.He hurried past Snape the Infernal, hoping the creature was immobile.

But Snape still moved, he turned over and sat up, grabbed Peter by the hem of his clothes, Voldemort heard the sound, and a spell hit the stone tablet.

"This cat-and-mouse activity should also be over," said Voldemort. "You can't escape. Set an example for Harry... Die dignifiedly, like a real man."

Peter pulled the hem of his clothes away, and Snape put a trembling finger to his mouth in a silent gesture, then he pulled three wands out of his robes and threw them at Peter in one go.

"Whoosh!"

"Armor protection!"

There was a loud noise, and the shock wave spread around in circles. The tombstone was knocked down by this force. Voldemort himself took a few big steps back, and finally fell to the ground, raising a small cloud of dust.

Holding his aspen wand in his right hand, his chestnut wand and Harry's holly wand in his left, Peter looked down at Voldemort.Voldemort's spell was so powerful that the magic barrier in front of Peter was left red.

"Thanks, Severus," Peter said with a smile.

The Death Eaters were in an uproar, and Avery hurried forward to help Voldemort, but was pushed away viciously by Voldemort.Voldemort was so furious that his nostrils opened and closed, sparks seemed to burst from the snake's eyes.Several Death Eaters pulled out their wands in fear, and pointed at Peter tremblingly.

Snape sat leaning against the broken tombstone, with his head and shoulders exposed, and Voldemort's scarlet eyes moved away from Peter's face and locked on Snape's back.

"Useless Inferi, you let Peddylo get the wand..." said Voldemort, "take them back."

Snape slowly took out a bottle of potion from the inner pocket of his robes. The cork was old and black, and there was a faded label on the bottle.This was the last potion assignment he completed during his lifetime - enhancer.

"What are you doing?" said Voldemort softly. "How dare you ignore your master's orders."

"You said...my mission is complete." Snape drank the potion, his tone tinged with sarcasm, "the next order you gave me is - to bury myself before I die, and before that... I There are still a few days."

"You are deliberately misinterpreting," said Voldemort.

"Yes." Snape stood up and drew his own wand.

Voldemort sneered, "Never try to play tricks in front of the Dark Lord..."

As he spoke, he raised his wand upwards, which was the movement when controlling the Inferi. Snape's movements froze for a moment, but soon returned to normal.

"I happen to know a thing or two about Occlumency, Master." Snape held up his wand like Peter, his arms not shaking as much as before.

Voldemort was gnashing his teeth, the anger building up inside him, and he hadn't called the Death Eaters here to show them this.Seeing that the situation had changed, the Death Eaters raised their wands one after another, and Voldemort raised a hand to stop them.

"Don't make a move...Wormtail, don't you think that you can fight against me by forming an alliance with a tattered living corpse?"

"I have more people than this one," Peter said with a smile, "there are more people here, don't you see?"

For the first time there was a hint of fear in Voldemort's eyes. "Who is it? Could it be Albus Dumbledore—"

Peter grinned sarcastically, "No, no, you are worrying too much, Dumbledore is still at school, let me let you meet my people."

He was waving three wands at the same time, and the Death Eaters didn't know what Peter was going to do, so they all backed away. Lucius simply fled to a corner, pretending to be holding a wand.

Everyone was amazed to see that Peter conjured more than a dozen statues of sword and shield knights riding tall horses, each of which was as tall as three or four people. They rushed away.

The ground trembled under the hooves of the horses, rumbling loudly, and the Death Eaters fled, casting indiscriminate spells.In the confusion, a tall and hulking Death Eater was hit by a rebounding Avada Kedavra and fell down dead.

Peter stood calmly on the spot, controlling the knights to chase the enemy to hell. Not far from Peter, a Death Eater was chased by the knight from behind. The knight raised his long sword high and cut off most of his body. The flames on the sword sealed the bleeding, so he didn't die for a while, but fell down and rolled in pain between the horse's hooves.

Snape lowered his wand, strode over to the headstone where Harry was bound, unwrapped him, and lifted him roughly.

"Bang bang bang!"

There was a deafening explosion, and all the knight statues were blown into powder. In the dust, Voldemort's tall, thin figure appeared, and he was pointing his wand at the night sky.

(End of this chapter)