In a clearing in the Forbidden Forest, Peter was tied to the center of the open space. Bound right beside him was that wretched Dementor with the young girl sitting on its head. Ever since she had snatched it away, it not only had to serve as her mount under threat, but it also had to obey her every command. She wouldn't even let it freely consume the delicious souls placed right beside it.
Why was it so terrified of this human, and how could she even touch them? Filled with humiliation and bewilderment, the Dementor howled toward the sky, trying to summon its kind. Meanwhile, in another part of the Forbidden Forest, Sirius was running frantically, more and more Dementors appearing in his wake.
The bone-chilling cold made him shiver all over. He mustered every ounce of strength to put distance between himself and the Dementors behind him, leaped over a thicket, and ran toward Peter in the clearing. From the opposite direction of the clearing, Professor Snape was also seen rushing in; both men seemed to have the same target: Peter.
Chapter 93