Gerald looked at Dumbledore and nodded.
What was this about?
Was he going to give me a warning?
Or was that remark about excessive methods just the appetizer, with the real lecture saved for the walk back to Hogwarts?
Whatever the case, he had no right to refuse now.
"Remus, sorry for the trouble, but I'll leave Peter in your care." Dumbledore turned to Lupin. "I expect the Ministry of Magic will be here soon. I'll take Mr. Green back to Hogwarts first. He doesn't need to deal with this."
"I understand, Dumbledore." Lupin stood beside the fireplace, one hand resting against the stone wall. He looked a little more relaxed than before.
When Gerald reached the doorway, he suddenly stopped, turned around, and drew his wand from his sleeve, pointing it at Peter in the corner.
"Incarcerous."
Thick magical ropes shot from the tip of his wand and wound around Peter's body several times. Peter jerked slightly against his bonds, let out a groan, then lay still.
"Professor, whatever you do, don't let this bastard escape." Gerald slipped his wand back into his sleeve and looked at Lupin.
"Don't worry, Gerald. I won't leave his side."
Gerald nodded and stepped through the now-doorless frame.
Dumbledore followed him, the hem of his deep purple robes fluttering gently in the night breeze.
Darkness was gradually settling over Hogsmeade, and the streets had grown much quieter.
Dumbledore walked very slowly.
Gerald walked on his right, half a step behind him. They passed through the village one behind the other and took the path toward Hogwarts.
"You're quite cautious, Mr. Green," Dumbledore said suddenly.
Gerald knew he meant the extra Binding Spell he had cast before leaving. Dumbledore had stood in the doorway watching as he reinforced Peter's restraints. He had said nothing,