[Comprehensive British and American] The Wizard of Cullen's House

It was a brightly lit circular office, and there were many photos of people hanging on the wall of the office—those people’s mouths were moving wildly as if they were cursing something, but no sound could be heard; behind the slender-legged desk, Deng Professor Bullido was sitting there, looking with his blue eyes at the people standing in front of his desk; while the other wizards - Remus, Arthur, Snape and Professor McGonagall - were sitting in his A small circle was formed in front of the table.They all held their own wands in their hands, and the ends of the wands were pointed at the two men in the center of the circle—the man with black curly hair was staring closely at the trembling body standing opposite him with rolling eyes. Turning around, the white-haired man who didn't dare to confront him rushed towards him as if the anger on his face had almost materialized.

And at this time, the short man with gray hair suddenly groaned and knelt straight on the ground.

He clasped his hands together, began to cry bitterly, and squeezed out a little voice intermittently from his throat: "This... this is not... my will..."

"You have been a traitor for nearly a year, and in the end you killed Lily and James—James was even your best brother, maybe he used to be." Sirius said almost coldly, with a very calm tone.His words also made Elvira standing outside the circle look sideways, because it was the first time she heard Sirius speak in this tone, and she knew that he was completely disappointed in Peter Pettigrew, "After you killed them And you want to put the blame on me, Peter."

——How dare you, after killing Lily and James, still cry here that this is not your will!

If Professor McGonagall hadn't asked Sirius for his wand immediately when he saw Sirius, Ivy could have imagined that Sirius, who was so angry, would use a spell to blast Peter Pettigrew into what he looked like.

She swallowed the venom secreted in her mouth, and the burning throat allowed her to slightly divert her attention from 'wanting to kill Peter'.She knew, including Sirius, that killing Peter now was not the best outcome.But she had never known that her self-control was comparable to Carlisle's—the real betrayer was in sight now, and he had killed Lily and orphaned Harry two months earlier.

Avella inevitably thought of the last night of October, the woman with a bright smile who was always lying lifeless on the ground, she watched her body being gradually engulfed by the darkness but could do nothing... Avella wanted to go deep He took a breath to drive out the crazy picture in his mind, but unexpectedly it had the opposite effect: the scents of all the creatures in the room couldn't wait to rush towards her, or in other words, she was about to rush towards the scent closest to her past.

"Ivy." Professor Dumbledore suddenly called.

"Yes, Professor." Avella felt that the attention of the people around her was distracted to her, and she also realized that she was about to lose control the moment Professor Dumbledore spoke, and then forcibly suppressed that thought "I'm sorry, but I'm afraid I can't stay here any longer. I can't control myself." When she said this, her eyes were fixed on Peter who fell on the ground and trembled even more. She knew that the innateness of race made Peter afraid of her so much that she couldn't be more afraid.

Because she stabbed at him without hesitation with all the malice in her heart.

"Don't worry, leave the rest to me." Professor Dumbledore said kindly.

Elvira couldn't help biting her lower lip, her brain told her she had to leave, but her body wouldn't listen to her - she still longed to get his head off his body, Maybe kick the ball.drink his blood?No, Avella thought in a daze, she wouldn't want to suck his blood dry, because she couldn't help but gag just thinking of that image.

She loathed Peter Pedilou, loathed it to the core.

"Go." Sirius, who was standing in the middle of the circle, said suddenly, he stared closely at Avella who seemed to rush up at any time, and took a step to the side to block himself in front of Peter, "Ivy, don't do it for this. An unworthy person." His dark gray eyes stared closely at Avella's warm golden eyes, but it was a pity that those eyes were firmly locked on Peter who was lying on the ground, and the anger in him made him a little sad.

"I know." Avella said roughly, a restrained growl escaped from her throat, "but... I need help, I... I can't forget." She swallowed the venom again.Just when everyone was guarding against her sudden rush to kill Peter, Avella suddenly turned around and disappeared into Dumbledore's office. Only the open door of the office showed the trace of her departure.

Avella stopped the feeding frenzy after hunting five elk and a bear in the woods.But she still felt dissatisfied, the corners of her mouth and chin were covered with animal blood, she smeared it on her fingertips frantically, and sucked the tasteless liquid with her teeth.Indeed, she could feel her strength returning, but her inner irritability and desire to kill did not get any relief.

She couldn't help but picture Peter's appearance in her mind.

His gray hair, pale skin, monkey-cheeked face, and his small figure—all these made her feel irritated, and she knew what was going on in her heart—she wanted this man to disappear from this world, but she At the same time frustrated, knowing full well that without him, Sirius Black's wrongs would never be cleared.

Why do you always have to let her choose?And every time the winning side is always the man with curly black hair who used to quarrel with her all day long!

When Avella realized the thought, she couldn't explain how she felt.

Knowing that hiding Sirius Black in the Cullen's house would cause trouble for her family, she still chose to hide him there-and her family responded to her with kind and tolerant understanding of this approach, which is very important. Made her feel guilty and upset - but she did it anyway!She convinced herself that her family members had a good heart... Avella opened her mouth in pain, she was hardly sure that she was the one who did such a thing, how could she be so selfish!

The same goes for the Peter Pettigrew thing.

She obviously can kill him on the spot regardless of other people's obstruction, can she really?Because Professor Dumbledore knew the truth, who would question the truth of what the greatest white wizard in the entire wizarding world said?Moreover, Pettigrew, who had been 'exploded until there was only a piece of finger meat left', appeared in his whole body. This is enough to make others suspicious. She just needs to keep his body, doesn't she?

The person who killed Lily was right in front of her eyes, but she couldn't avenge her, why?

Because Sirius Black said to her, "It's not worth being angry about a man like that."

She lowered her head decadently and threw her body under a big tree.She stared blankly at the hill piled up in front of the dead animals she had killed, weaving pictures in her head that she couldn't make - a messy Peter running staggeringly in front; The bloody Peter looked at her in horror, showing the expression that he wanted to escape but couldn't escape; the breathless Peter lay on the ground with his eyes open and was gradually swallowed by the darkness...

These images soothed her restless heart and gave her a nasty pleasure.

For the first time, she realized that time had no meaning to vampires, because when she noticed a person approaching in front of her, the sky had already turned gray and white.

--Its daybreak.

"Are you okay?" Remus stopped not far from her, one of his hands in his pocket.Avella looked over, and it took her just a glance to realize how completely relaxed Remus was in front of her—his hand in his pocket was empty, his wand wasn't there.This made her a little funny, although she didn't know what she was laughing at: "Are you so relieved of me?" She stood up from the ground, ignoring her mud-stained pants.

"Hmm...maybe?" Remus also smiled, but he found that he couldn't laugh just like Ivy, "If I really took the wand, you might attack me."

Avella straightened the corner of her mouth tightly: "You are right, congratulations, you know how to deal with a vampire who is not yet emotionally stable." Although she said something that seemed to be joking, she didn't think so at all Funny, but Remus still curled his lips to save face.And when she watched him smile, she also slightly raised the corners of her lips.

"After you left, Minister Bagnor came." Remus leaned against a tree and told Avella what happened after she left, "You don't know, she wrote a letter to Professor Dumbledore. A letter, about Sirius."

Remus stopped, and Avella waited patiently for him to continue, blinking.

"Ivy, Minister Bagno is an extremely thoughtful woman, she guessed some clues from your series of performances." He said with some admiration, "And she realized that there must be Dumbledore in this matter. Professor Lido's participation, so she asked Professor Dumbledore for the truth before we caught Peter. Of course, she is still half-convinced, but she promised Professor Dumbledore that she would hold a deliberation, and she also promised that if necessary , will use some...well, you know, very tricky."

Avella didn't know if she was relieved: "So now..."

"Both Sirius and Peter have been brought back to the Ministry of Magic, and Professor Dumbledore has gone with them." Remus stood up straight, "And Minister Bagnor wants me to tell you that she thinks you should go back to work after you have had enough rest." Yes—of course, if you want to."

Avella pursed her lips, and then she realized in a daze that she hadn't participated in her... work for a long time.