Chapter 285 Blurred Memory

"professor……"

"Professor Pedilu..."

"Hello, Professor Peter Pedillo..."

…

Peter walked out of the utility room he was familiar with. He seemed to have a new identity that he was not comfortable with, or maybe the students at Hogwarts were too enthusiastic. You know, that guy Severus was so important here. Professor for many years, and he was also the Head of Slytherin House. But when walking in Hogwarts, not so many people would say hello to it, and even the students in his own school tended to avoid him.

In any case, this is the charm of Severus. Our Professor Severus Snape has been very cold and lonely since his student days, with a sad hooked nose...or, a poor snot monster.

James always liked to play tricks on him, and the fuchsia was a good spell. James always liked to use the disarming spell to disarm Severus, and then use the fuchsia to hang Severus on a tree.

This is their effective trick. They bully a Slytherin with a bunch of Gryffindors. This is why Professor Snape hates Gryffindors so much.

It's really sad when you think about it. It seems that his popularity is definitely much higher than that of Severus, which makes Peter a little complacent. He enjoys this feeling, the feeling of being respected.

"Aha, Professor Peter..."

A rude voice interrupted Peter's thinking. He was walking forward with his head lowered, but a sudden shadow completely blocked the sunlight shining on him.

Peter was a little unhappy. He hated this feeling. He was really too short, only as tall as Harry. For normal standards, he was obviously a relatively short person. If you add in a poor person, Then Peter's life will become more perfect.

But Peter doesn't think so. It can be seen from the robe on his body that is inlaid with gold thread that he is very wealthy. A living hero will not be treated badly by the Ministry of Magic, otherwise the wizarding world will not treat him badly. Public opinion can drown them.

"Hagrid?" Peter frowned. He didn't expect to meet Hagrid here. Logically speaking, Hagrid should be guarding his hunting grounds. What was he doing here?

"What are you doing here?" Peter asked politely. He was very unhappy about Hagrid's appearance.

But Hagrid obviously didn't notice anything strange about Peter. He raised a large package he was carrying with his hand.

"I'm here to deliver some materials to Professor Sputraw." Hagrid said, "You know, our prevention, now is the season when bugs are infested, and I don't want to go into Diagon Alley twice."

"You mean?" Peter asked uncertainly, "Vegetable patch?"

"Hmm..." Hagrid nodded, "That's not entirely true. I want to apply to the principal for their Magical Creatures Care Course. Calling Newt here seems to be a good choice. You know, he is very concerned about these things. Good at it!”

Hagrid laughed. He hoped that Newt could bring a venomous horned rhinoceros. It would be great if it was a Thunderbird. He really wanted to see this mysterious and beautiful big guy. He He didn't think Dumbledore would reject him. After all, this was a rare experience for Hogwarts students.

There are only a few thunderbirds in the world, and these guys are rare to see. Dragons have much stronger reproductive capabilities than thunderbirds.

Peter then remembered that Hagrid was also the Professor of Care of Magical Creatures at Hogwarts. Although in Peter's opinion, Hagrid was not very qualified for the position of Professor of Care of Magical Creatures. He always liked the aggressive and special A powerful creature, but not all people have giant blood like him.

"Well, yes..." Peter nodded, "If Newt comes here to teach them a lesson or two, it will undoubtedly be a particularly valuable asset to them. You must know that Newt has traveled around the world. "

"Yes, I can't wait for this!" Hagrid smiled heartily. He wanted to pat Peter on the shoulder, but Peter was too short and he had to bend down to pat him, which was a bit embarrassing.

Peter's face was a little gloomy. He had never liked idiots like Hagrid. If it hadn't been for Dumbledore, Hagrid wouldn't have become a professor at all. Dirty giant blood!

"By the way..." Hagrid seemed to have remembered something, and he said quickly, "I saw Remus two days ago. He asked me about the current situation of you and Harry. It seems that It's been a long time since you wrote to Remus."

"Lupin?" Peter asked, he couldn't help but be a little scared. It was a werewolf, but this was something everyone knew, but Peter was still afraid. Ever since he joined James' small group, he had been full of fear of Lupin.

It is impossible to deny the identity of a werewolf. His cruel nature is the shadow of Lupine and Peter.

Moreover, Peter was not only afraid because of this, he always felt that he had forgotten something. He felt that Lupine wanted to kill him, and he didn't think that he...

"Ah..." Peter said, "I... do... you know... I..."

"What's wrong with you?" Hagrid asked with a strange look on his face, "By the way, what are you going to do?"

"Ah...I..." Peter breathed a sigh of relief. He was afraid that Hagrid would continue to ask about things between him, Lupin, Harry and others. His memory was a little blurry and he didn't know how to go about it. He said these things, but fortunately Hagrid did not continue to ask.

"I'm going to class, Defense Against the Dark Arts class. You know, Harry and the others are about to take the ordinary wizard level exam. I have to..."

"Oh!" Hagrid patted his head, "I would have forgotten if you didn't tell me. They are already in fifth grade. I hope they can get good results in the Ordinary Wizarding Level Examination. I still remember your Ordinary Wizarding Level Examination. You have basically perfect scores in Defense Against the Dark Arts and Transfiguration. After all, you can even use Animagus successfully."

"Ah...yes...yeah..." Peter felt guilty. He didn't know when his body had curled up. He had to leave here as soon as possible. He didn't know anything but followed other people's ideas. The feeling below is simply terrible.

"Ah, I think... I should go. After all, I can't keep them waiting too long. Their time is very precious now!"

"Ah...yeah..." Hagrid quickly stepped aside. After saying goodbye, Peter lowered his head and hurriedly walked towards the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom. (To be continued)