Chapter Three Hundred and Thirty Stupidity Is Sin

Chapter 33o Stupidity Is Sin

Then the big black dog flew back like lightning, collapsed to the ground, and couldn't get up for a long time. Δ

"Why do you think that we will be completely defenseless." George watched Blake's clumsy sneak attack silently. He didn't even know he had a wand, maybe he was really crazy.

Harry said contemptuously, "In order to kill you, I made enough preparations, although it seems a little redundant, we look at you highly."

The stout big black dog was crawling on the ground, and slowly changed back to the thin skeleton, he was crawling on the ground, groaning.

"Please, let me go. You can kill me, you can imprison me, you can torture me. But please do well, let me catch him, let me catch Peter Pettigrew," cried Black.

He collapsed, and he finally couldn't laugh madly. He groaned and pleaded in a trembling voice, tears welling in his eyes. With the passage of time, the person he had been thinking about might have escaped.

"I've had those voices echoing in my head these days, those begging voices, and it was my mother's voice. She begged Voldemort to let me go, and she said the same."

Harry's eyes watered as he said, "My mother begged the same way, she would rather Voldemort kill her, imprison her, torture her, just to keep me alive."

Harry roared angrily, "This is the memory that the Dementors dug out of my soul, the memory I had when I was less than a year old." Painful memories appeared in his mind again and again, and he licked the wound again and again. , making the wound bigger and bigger. Harry knew that only revenge could bring him back to life.

His face was flushed with anger, twisted with hatred. "It was your betrayal, your betrayal, that left my parents dead at the hands of Voldemort. You killed them, you ruined everything. "

Harry clenched his wand tightly, trying his best to suppress his anger so that he wouldn't kill the enemy in front of him immediately.

Blake was speechless, his face filled with grief and pain.

Lupin looked at Black nervously and said, "Harry, it's not like that, if you know the whole story."

"All the inside information, you want to say, you betrayed them for a secret, you betrayed them because of a misunderstanding, you betrayed them as a last resort." Harry said coldly.

"No, it's not like that, it's not what you think it is." Lupin said sadly.

Harry said hatefully, "I don't need to imagine, and I don't need to imagine. Blake is a secrecy, and who else can reveal my parents to Voldemort except for his tricks."

"Yeah, it's all because of my clever tricks." Blake groaned in pain, "It's all because of my self-righteous arrogance."

Harry said in an indifferent tone, "Everything starts with you, and everything ends with you. The biggest mistake of our family is trusting you, and I will use your blood to correct this mistake."

Harry raised his wand to Blake's throat, and it was over. Everything starts with Blake and ends with Blake. It all started with Harry's father's mistake, and Harry used Black's blood to fix it.

"Harry, you can't do this, you don't understand, you'll regret it." Lupin stood in front of Black and said anxiously.

"Go away, Lupin, or you want to lie on the ground first. The collusion with Black, you need to go to Azkaban to recall the mistake," Harry said coldly.

"It's not like this. Black wasn't the one who killed your parents. The murderer wasn't him, it was Peter Pettigrew." Lupin said quickly.

Harry sneered contemptuously, "You don't mean to say that it was Peter Pettigrew who betrayed my parents. You mean to say that you changed the secrecy person in the middle, replaced the secrecy person with Peter Pettigrew, and then He betrayed my parents?"

Lupin and Blake were dumbfounded, speechless.

"I'm speechless, these lies can't even lie to my stupid cousin Dudley.

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Harry sneered dismissively, "The less people know about the Faithful Charm, the better, is my dad really a fool? Dumbledore told him long ago that his friend was a spy, but he not only asked Blake to be a secret keeper, I also found Peter Pettigrew as a secrecy."

How easy it was for Harry to dismiss Lupin's lies and to push it all on an irrefutable dead man. But who could fool him, Lupin and Blake really took him for a fool.

"Yeah, it's all a fool, a trick that even a fool can't deceive." Black murmured weakly. For more than ten years, the only thing he was absolutely sure of was that he was a fool, a hopeless fool, A foolish fool, a wise fool.

Still a mad fool, a conceited fool.

Countless thoughts flashed in Blake's heart, and he became more and more certain that he was a pure and complete fool. The fact that he was reading, he fooled around with his friends, showed off his might, and bullied others.

After graduating, he still didn't improve, not only did he not make any progress, but his mind became more and more stupid. He has absolutely no idea who is around him, who he can trust, who has ulterior motives. In the end, he killed his best friend and killed his wife.

And after that, he turned himself into a mad fool.

Now he's about to be a dead fool, and he's going to die at the hands of Harry Potter, at the hands of the children of the friends he once killed, and that's a good revenge story.

"I think I deserve to die, a fool who harms others while alive, and a fool who drives himself crazy." Blake laughed madly, "Everything starts with me, and everything ends with me."

"Your family's biggest mistake was trusting me. You only have one spell to fix this mistake." Black put his neck under Harry's wand and said, "Go ahead, this is what you should be doing. made."

"Stupidity is the greatest evil." Blake said with emotion, "I hope I won't be so stupid in the next life, and I hope my friends will stop believing a fool like me easily."

Lupin grabbed Black tightly, dragging him away from Harry's wand, and he said bewildered, "No, it's not like that,"

He begged, "Harry, what I'm trying to say is that this looks a little stupid, but you can't expect everyone to be as smart as you. James Potter is your father, but he's not necessarily as smart as you. Smart. Not to mention he has a bad group of friends, which can seriously affect his IQ."

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