Hogwarts Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor Peter

Chapter 182 Peter's Past ([-])
In the depths of winter, in a dim hut, the fire had already been extinguished.

Peter was lying weakly on a rough plank bed, covered with a thin blanket.

He survived Voldemort's torture, but only survived, he was tortured by the Cruciatus Curse for more than two hours, and without Occlumency, he would be crazy by now.

Leonie shared some of the pain for him, but in front of many pure-blood Death Eaters, Voldemort was obviously more inclined to torture a helpless young wizard from Gryffindor College to make an example to others.

After that, Voldemort reassigned Leonie to Antonin Dolokhov—a brutal, crooked Death Eater as a subordinate. She will receive extremely strict "training", and Peter will be deprived of his guiding food. Qualifications for dead disciples.

He didn't dare to go back to the Order of the Phoenix, not to mention that most members of the Order of the Phoenix didn't know his true position at the moment, and his sudden disappearance after being tortured was enough to arouse the suspicion of other Death Eaters.At the same time, he had also lost the favor of the Dark Lord. People like Yaxley and Travers, who usually looked up to him, wanted to kill him immediately and seize his position.

He could only find a quiet corner to lick his wounds, and dragged his feverish body to survive. If the Aurors found him, he might die quietly in Azkaban. gangsters found him...

There was a creak, and the door was pushed open a small crack. Peter tried to open his heavy eyelids, and his hot hands were clutching his wand under the blanket, but he could barely move a finger, and even the slightest movement could not move. It will make him feel pain like a burning knife.

A slender figure slid in sideways, and Peter vaguely recognized that it was a tall woman.

"Ly-Lestrange?" He grinned, cynically showing a joyless smile, trying to hide his weakness, the Cruciatus Curse was still affecting his brain, and he seemed to live in his left ear. I was listening to a symphony orchestra, and a hundred centipedes seemed to crawl out of my right ear.

"My God! Why do you live in such a place..." Her voice trembled like yellow leaves in the cold wind, her tone was full of concern and indignation, "The house is as cold as an icehouse, the house elves here You don’t even know how to light the fire!”

As she said, she knelt by the stove and lit it with her wand five or six times before barely lighting the fire. Peter coughed twice due to the smoke, and said hoarsely: "There are no house-elves here... most of the world The place is cold, there is no service, let alone love."

She half-kneeled beside Peter's bed, with her cheek close to Peter's face; Every movement brings a fragrant breeze.

"You're hot..." she said.

"It's too cold in the room. I have a little fever. It's nothing serious." Peter concealed, "By the way, why did you come to me? Didn't Mr. Dolokhov send you a mission?"

"I escaped," her voice suddenly became strange. "Sometimes I want to go home. I miss my parents and my house-elf."

Peter turned his head with all his strength, and he clearly saw that Leonie's eye circles were red. After all, she was just a 19-year-old innocent girl who had never seen the wind knife and frost sword in the outside world.

Peter swallowed, his throat aching as if cut by a thousand knives, "Stop saying such things...especially in front of other people, we are all for the Dark Lord."

"Yes, for the Dark Lord." She repeated timidly, without any enthusiasm from before, "Mr. Pedillo, why did the Dark Lord torture you like that? You just made a small mistake, and I simply Desperate..."

"Because you are a descendant of the noble Lestrange family," Peter said flatly, "just as a lowly Muggle cannot be compared with a wizard, I cannot be compared with you or Mrs. Rosier who was born in Gryffindor." Compare."

She frowned and thought for a while, her slender fingers massaged Peter's temples, and she choked up for a long time and said: "I...I don't like what Mr. Dolohov did to Muggle children, and I'm afraid when I think of it , if I go home now, will the Lord Dark Lord forgive me? Since I am a member of the Lestrange family—”

"Don't say such dangerous—ahem—words!" Peter interrupted her, he twisted his arm, stretched out, and grabbed her slender wrist, "Listen...don't say that again Put it in your stomach, especially in front of Mr. Dolokhov, otherwise I really don't know what he will do to you..."

The next second, Peter froze. He saw big tears rolling down her eyes.He tugged at her arm and found a purple bruise on her wrist like an angry welt.

He suppressed his anger and said in as indifferent a tone as possible: "Did Mr. Dolokhov punish you? You must have annoyed him, I heard that he is good at a whip-like black magic spell."

Leonie nodded her head like a chicken pecking rice, pressed her lips tightly, and suppressed her sobs, "I was wrong, it was my fault, Mr. Dolohov told me to slaughter a Muggle family... Oh, he let What I did was indescribable, I cringed in horror and he punished me so badly. I don't want to be a Death Eater anymore, it's not what I describe in the books, what should I do?"

Peter didn't speak, and couldn't give her any answers. She held Peter's hand and sobbed for a long time.

"Be sure to protect yourself," Peter said finally, "if he asks you to do cruel things, you can choose to obey him or you can disobey him, but... Leonie, our flesh will eventually decay, but our The soul will pass through the grave and go on the next journey, so please protect your soul."

……

Four months later, the garden of Malfoy Manor was full of green trees, and proud white peacocks walked proudly on the flat lawn.

A few ragged house-elves were busy clearing the weeds, and as soon as they saw Peter crossing the garden path to the manor, they hurried to hide behind the bushes, convinced that good house-elves must never make their guests aware of their presence .

When he came to Malfoy Manor this time, Peter brought Voldemort secret information about the Ministry of Magic and the Order of the Phoenix. He believed that this information could enable him to regain the trust and favor of the Dark Lord.

A renegade Death Eater will join the Aurors with Voldemort's treasure in exchange for protection from the Ministry of Magic and the Order of the Phoenix.

What Peter won't tell Voldemort is that the Order of the Phoenix has figured out that the renegade Death Eater is none other than the seemingly loyal Rodolphus Lestrange, Bellatrix's ostensible husband. .

(End of this chapter)