"Shut up! You liar full of lies, shameless man!" Harry came out of the spiritual world like an angry lion and appeared in the eyes of dwarf Peter. He raised his wand and pointed at Peter with a murderous look in his eyes. "I don't allow you to insult him, you traitor. Do you think shameless slander can calm your conscience?"

"No, that will only make the flame of revenge of justice burn more fiercely!"

Harry's eyes were filled with hatred: "you killed my parents, you and the mastermind on you. I'm glad to catch you all. I won't let you die too easily. People will pay for what they have done!"

"Slander?" the dwarf did not beg for mercy. He laughed: "No slander, Harry, no slander, I won't slander your arrogant, disgusting scum father. People always pay for what they did... So James died at the hands of the Dark Lord. If you believe that your father is kind and just, why don't you take my soul and have a look?"

Harry calmed down and showed a mocking sneer: "you want me to take the soul. Do you expect the mysterious man behind your head to turn over under the soul taking spell? Let him take the opportunity to enter my spirit and knock me down with his memories of killing, hatred and terror?... dig your heart and gouge your bones!"

The heart piercing spell hit the dwarf and made him roll painfully on the ground.

Peter shouted, "well done, Harry, well done, we didn't learn the unforgivable curse in second grade. You will become a new generation of Dark Lord. Harry, you have this potential, because you have part of Voldemort's soul. You are not only the son of James and Lily, but also the son of Lord Voldemort, his Horcrux!"

"Drill the heart and gouge out the bones!" Harry angrily repeated the drill heart curse.

"Voldemort and I are at odds! I will kill him, completely, and let him disappear into the world forever."

"Then kill yourself first!" cried the dwarf. "Don't you feel it? Your scar is in pain. Don't you often see some other visions? Can you still talk to the snake?"

Harry was stunned when he heard this.

Dwarf Peter took the opportunity to say: "Don't you understand? Snake man, this is the symbol of the Dark Lord, the ability of his blood, and the great blood of Slytherin. Your scar is not only the memory left by the Dark Lord, but also his brand, with the mark of his soul. You grew up under the influence of the Dark Lord's evil and powerful soul. You are born a demon."

"Even if all the souls of Lord Dark Lord are dead, he can rise again on you!"

Harry stroked the aching wound, and a dizziness began to blur his mind. Vaguely, he saw a fuzzy gray picture. On the picture, a familiar figure stood in front of him. Under the repeatedly shaking perspective, Harry saw the shadow - that was himself, holding a magic wand, a little distracted himself.

He saw the man in the perspective raise his hand and want to do something to himself.

So he quickly woke up and waved a heart drilling curse. The dwarf howled in pain, and the magic prepared in the dark could not be released.

Harry was so miserable that he screamed, "I'm going to kill you."

At this time, the dwarf star looked fearless in the face of danger. He roared: "then come on! I died, but you also died. Only Voldemort survived. When you killed me, you also killed yourself, that kind self. You will become the person you hate most, and Voldemort will resurrect on you... Come on! Kill me!"

Pettigrew keenly caught a slight and undetectable shake in Harry's eyes. He took advantage of the victory and pursued: "you don't know your father, Harry. The people around you beautify him very well! But in fact, Snape can witness that he is a completely bad little boy. He bullied those lonely classmates and responded with bad jokes and tricks."

"He can torture and humiliate Snape who has the best relationship with your mother because he likes your mother. He loves her and makes him lose face in front of your mother. What do you think Snape does to you? He humiliates you and ridicules you, but it's not one percent what your father does to him, and is there only one person like Snape?"

"You should understand this feeling." the dwarf's voice became a demagogic magnetism.

His words reminded Harry of his cousin Dali. In primary school, Dali took a group of people to abuse him, tear up his books and textbooks and tear up his school uniform.

"He is not a good man. Indeed, the professors like him because of his excellent homework and the students like him because of his enthusiasm. He has several loyal friends and is also the seeker of the Quidditch team, but for some people, he is also a nightmare. Do you know that Snape was almost killed by his friend, Lupin, whom you may know, in this room!"

"And the reason is a prank by your father and his friends."

"They hung those unsociable little wizards on the tree, pulled out his underwear and let the people he liked see this scene. Snape once wanted to commit suicide. He threw himself into the arms of the Dark Lord because he wanted to gain strength to punish your 'naughty' father or not be bullied by him. He succeeded. James and he fought back and forth, but in his few years With the help of his friends, James still had the upper hand, but he also failed. Lily was completely disappointed in him and left him. I dare say that Snape must have no sadness and regret in his heart when James died. If so, it must be for Lily. "

"Your father, in a way, is a devil!" said the dwarf.

"And he has no apology for Snape and no repentance for what he has done. He is such a villain! Even when Snape is dying, he just fears whether the school will expel him. He saved Snape in order not to be expelled."

"It's just your one-sided word!" said Harry tremblingly. "A traitor's lie trying to justify himself."

"Why not take the soul? Look at my memory!" the dwarf sneered: "I'm not a traitor, because I've never been loyal to your father. I'm just a weak and fat little wizard. In order not to be bullied by people like your scum father, I please him. Naturally, when he can't protect me, I'll take refuge in another stronger person."

"I did it all the time. What about betrayal? In my eyes, what's the difference between your father and Voldemort? One is the devil in school and the other is the Dark Lord in the magic world. They do the same thing in essence. Moreover, the Dark Lord doesn't bully those isolated wizards in school."

"In this respect, he is more frank than your father."

"The Dark Lord waved his wand to the order of the powerful magic world, and your father just bullied the weak by relying on the order of Hogwarts, while Dumbledore turned a blind eye on behalf of Hogwarts, so Snape took refuge in the Dark Lord, because in his opinion, the Dark Lord may be more straightforward than Hogwarts."

"Wake up! Harry, you have that scum's blood in your body and Voldemort's soul. You are destined to be a black wizard."

"Go to hell!" the idea in Harry's mind was strongly impacted. He used to kill the dwarf with a sense of justice, but now the bullying received at Dali's house was linked with the dwarf's words. His father's appearance in his memory coincided with Dali who took the lead in bullying him, which impacted his fragile three views and almost collapsed.

He raised his wand and no longer had a sense of justice. Instead, he roared at the dwarf for revenge: "awada soMi!"

"Hand over your weapon!" a female voice familiar to Harry suddenly said. Harry was caught off guard and his wand flew out. He looked back and saw a witch with her face covered in a scarf standing behind him and pointing a wand at him.

Somehow, he felt that he was very familiar with the witch, but he clearly had no impression.

Holding a magic wand, the witch seemed to point at Harry and the dwarf at the same time. She hesitated to point at Harry's hand. Her eyes were very complex, nostalgic, sad, murderous and kind. She was silent for a long time before she said in a changed voice: "you can't kill him. He wants to be judged by the Ministry of magic."

"I must know her!" Harry thought. He said, "trial. Why didn't the Ministry of magic try when he killed my parents? Oh, by the way, they were busy giving him the Merlin medal. Why didn't the Ministry try when Sirius was wronged, and twice. The first time, they were eager to convict, and the second time, they wanted to cover up their mistakes."

"Then give him to the Ministry of magic and wait for them to send it