"I guess he would say that although he was tortured by the Cruciatus Curse, he still betrayed James, so he had no face to face Dumbledore."
The sudden sound from the door startled Rosie. She looked back and saw Blake standing there, soaked by the rain, with cold and penetrating eyes.
"Little…Sirius?"
Seeing Blake suddenly appear, Peter stammered, "You, you finally found me."
"Why didn't I realize before that you have a talent for telling stories?"
Blake sneered and stepped forward, kicked Peter hard, then straddled him and strangled his neck.
"Help...save me, Rosie, he is going to kill me and silence me!" Peter struggled and shouted.
"That's enough, Blake!"
Rossi pulled Blake's arm hard, trying to pull him away from Peter, "You will only make yourself guilty forever."
"I don't care!" Blake said bitterly without looking back.
"Even if Harry regards you as his enemy and hates you for the rest of his life, he doesn't care?"
This sentence seemed to hit Blake's weakness, and he finally let go of his hands and allowed Rossi to pull him away.
"Ahem! Ahem..."
Peter gasped and coughed violently.
At this moment, Rossi suddenly felt an extremely strong chill coming over him, and the whole world fell into silence. At this moment, even the violent storm outside seemed to have calmed down.
"Be careful! It's a dementor!"
Blake was the first to react, reminding him as he ran towards the door.
Dementors? Are you after Blake?
Rosie followed up with her wand, and saw a dozen dementors floating in the heavy rain, and they were about to arrive here.
"Hide here and don't move!"
With a low voice, Rosie held an umbrella with her left hand and walked forward.
"Everyone, I am Auror Rossi of the Ministry of Magic. This is my private office area. Please leave immediately!"
The right hand holding the wand simultaneously showed his ID to the dementors.
Seeing that the Dementors showed no intention of stopping, Rossi immediately waved the wand in his hand in a circle and pointed it lightly at them.
A soft white light instantly emitted from the tip of the staff.
Without recruiting a complete patron saint, she said loudly again: "Everyone, this is my private office area, please leave immediately!"
The floating dementor stopped, and then, an illusory voice like a whisper sounded in Rossi's ears.
This may be the unique language of the dementors, but Rossi couldn't understand it, so he just clenched his wand and repeated what he said before.
The scene was deadlocked for about ten seconds. Just when Rossi couldn't help but want to summon the complete form of the patron saint, these dementors suddenly retreated back and disappeared in the wind and rain.
"Ding, the completion rate of repelling the Dementors has increased."
The relieved Rosie was just about to check on the completion of the task when she heard Blake's voice from behind: "Rosie! That damn mouse escaped!"
His voice sounded extremely angry and annoyed.
What? ! ! !
Can you escape from this?
Rosie hurriedly ran into the room and saw only the magic rope generated by the confinement spell that had not dissipated on the ground, and Peter Pettigrew, who was originally tied there, had long since disappeared.
"The footprints appear!"
Rosie immediately released the tracking magic, but apart from her and Blake's footprints, there were no traces of any other creature on the ground.
Disappeared without a trace?
She was a little shocked. If Peter just used Animagus to transform into a mouse and escape from the restraint of the imprisonment curse, she would understand, but what happened to disappearing without a trace?
Could it be a silent and wandless spell?
Just as Rossi's thoughts were spinning, Blake beside him was on the verge of collapse. He was frantically smashing everything he could see in the room.
Seeing that Peter had been caught, and all the sins he had carried in the past would be washed away, but in the blink of an eye, Peter escaped again. No one could bear such a gap.
"Don't do it, Blake."
Rossi comforted Blake, "There are still dementors around, he can't run far."
"No!"
Blake said excitedly, "Dementors have no vision. They can only identify who is who through smell and emotion. As long as Peter turns into a mouse, unless all the dementors are nearby, only a dozen Dementors can’t stop it at all!”
"Wait! What did you say?"
After hearing Blake's words, Rossi suddenly thought of something.
Blake looked at Rossi in surprise: "I said unless all the dementors are nearby, otherwise..."
"That's it!" Rossi immediately figured out some key points.
"What? Which one? What did you think of?" Blake asked doubtfully.
Without answering his question, Rossi raised her eyes and looked at Blake: "Do you know how to attract all the dementors here?"
"Isn't that simple? As long as I show up in front of a certain dementor..."
Blake's voice suddenly paused, and a slightly crazy smile appeared on his face, "Yes! Yes, this is such a simple method. As long as I go out and show my face, I can attract all the dementors here. At that time, both I and Peter will have only one choice, and that is to escape back to Hogwarts!"
"Rosie, you are indeed a very smart Auror! See you at Hogwarts!"
With that said, without giving Rossi time to speak, Blake rushed out of the room quickly. In just the blink of an eye, he rushed into the heavy rain and disappeared.
Um... Isn't this too impatient?
Looking at the pear wood wand half taken out of the wand bag, Rossi sighed helplessly and stuffed it back.
If Black hadn't said that, she wouldn't have thought of luring the Dementors who were supposed to be on the Quidditch pitch in the original book here.
"Really! Even if you said goodbye to Hogwarts, I can't go back by myself knowing that you are risking yourself?"
Rossi muttered helplessly, and then chased in the direction where Blake left.
In order to make it easier to walk in the heavy rain, she only added a spell to keep herself warm and cold, and did not choose to hold an umbrella.
"Ding, the player has made a decision, trust Black, and send Peter to the Ministry of Magic for trial. Mission 2 will be completed after Peter is sent to the Ministry of Magic."
Um? what happened? Isn't this a repeat of task three? Is there a bug in the game?
Rossi's thoughts were racing as he ran.
Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind:
"There won't be another trick like this, right? Just like there are two pieces of the Philosopher's Stone, there are other guilty people who escaped from Azkaban?"
