Chapter 222 Hello, Peter Pettigrew

The two arrived at the basement silently, without encountering anyone or ghosts on the way.

After passing the Hufflepuff common room, the two stand in front of the portrait.

Harry skillfully scratched the pear and opened the door to the kitchen.

At this time, the kitchen was still brightly lit.

The house elves wrapped their noses and mouths in cloth, and carefully boiled several large pots of an unknown red liquid that smelled like blood.

When they saw two little wizards coming in, one of them was Harry Potter, they immediately crowded around excitedly.

This group of house-elves all wore tea towels with the Hogwarts crest on their bodies, and the headed house-elf also pinned a badge on his tea towel, marking his identity as the chef.

"Miss Harry Potter, Miss Hermione Granger, is there anything Bit can do for you?"

Pete the house-elf shrieked,

"Sorry, the kitchen smells bad right now, we need to help Professor Snape process some dragon's blood."

Harry looked at the dragon's blood in the pot and couldn't help shaking his head.

Just now she clearly saw that the materials added by the house elves were not the materials needed to process dragon blood.

Harry speculated that the end user of this pot of dragon's blood should be Professor Babling.

Professor Dumbledore would definitely not allow that vampire to drink blood in Hogwarts, so he could only buy magical dragon blood for her three meals.

Anyway, the funds were taken advantage of by the school trustees, and Professor Dumbledore didn't feel bad about spending them.

But everything was blamed on Professor Snape...Harry couldn't accept it for Professor Snape!

Of course, Halle was not so bored as to expose them, but showed the picture on her mirror:

"I want to ask you a favor, do you know which room in Hogwarts this picture is?"

"Know!" Bit immediately answered after taking a look, "Bit knows this place!"

"This is the room where the Room of Requirement is used to hide things! The password to enter is 'Need a place to hide things'!"

Harry and Hermione glanced at each other, they didn't expect to find the target so easily.

Coincidentally, Harley had previously wanted to perform the ceremony in the Room of Requirement, only to find that it was taken.

Unexpectedly, the occupant happens to be Peter Pettigrew.

"Thank you very much." Harry smiled kindly at the house-elves, causing them to scream again.

"You're welcome, the house-elf is proud to be of service to the great Harry Potter!"

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"Are you sure you want to come with me to find that traitor?" Harry said softly on the way to the Room of Requirement,

"There's a good chance a fight will break out between me and that traitor, and it could be dangerous."

After hearing what Harry said, Hermione did not stop:

"Hmph! Do you think I'm afraid? I'm also the second in grade, so I definitely have the ability to protect myself."

With that said, Hermione raised her head proudly, like a proud swan.

Harry shook his head, it seemed that the little witch didn't understand the difference between theory and actual combat.

But it didn't matter, against a mouse that didn't have a wand in hand, Harry was confident that he could catch him while protecting Hermione.

So it's good to let Hermione see a real battle.

The two returned to the door of the Room of Requirement again, and Harry walked up and down the wall three times, thinking to himself:

"I need a place to hide my stuff."

A smooth wooden door suddenly appeared on the wall.

Without hesitation, Harry firmly held the wand in her right hand, and at the same time carefully pushed the door open.

And Hermione looked at the open door, the inside was extremely dark, without a trace of light, and she couldn't see what was going on inside.

She swallowed hard, and also clenched the wand in her hand, while recalling a few spells that could be used for combat in her mind, and at the same time followed closely behind Harry.

Upon entering the room, Hermione felt enveloped in pervasive darkness.

Subconsciously, she reached forward and took Harry's free left hand.

"Are you scared?" Harry's chuckle came from the front, and he squeezed his left hand slightly.

"Not really!" Hermione tried her best to sound a bit fierce, but obviously it wasn't fierce, at most it was cruel.

Harry shook his head: "Looks like I have to give you a little magic."

Saying that, Harry let go of his hand and took out the magic mirror from his pocket.

Before Hermione had time to feel lost when Harry let go, she felt a breath merge into her body.

Hermione blinked, and suddenly found that she could see everything in the room clearly!

"A little auxiliary magic that allows you to have night vision for an hour."

Harry casually explained, his eyes fixed on the mirror.

Upon entering the Room of Requirement, the previous distraction suddenly disappeared.

Now, Harley can use the magic mirror to locate Peter Pettigrew's specific location.

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Pettigrew Peter is a little flustered now.

As the most capable wizard, although Sirius Black has been sent to Azkaban, he has been lurking in the Weasleys' house for twelve full years.

Coincidentally, Peter, who cut off his finger to survive, fled all the way, and his fear even made him ignore the injury on his hand.

As a result, when he fled to the vicinity of Weasley's house, he couldn't support himself due to excessive bleeding, and passed out directly.

Before he fell into a coma, Peter thought he was going to die, and he could only die at the mouth of the sewer as a mouse.

Unexpectedly, he was rescued by the Weasleys and adopted by a boy named Percy who couldn't afford a pet.

Peter also took advantage of the opportunity to live here as a mouse, after all, Arthur Weasley was an employee of the Ministry of Magic.

Although he won the Wizarding War because of his ideology and position, he was still marginalized.

However, Arthur is still an office director and has many friends, so he can learn a lot of important information in advance.

Living in such a family, if his old master makes a comeback, then he will be able to know the first time and go to him to express his loyalty.

Of course, this was just Peter's idea of ​​comforting himself. He knew in his heart that there was only one fundamental reason why he was willing to live as a mouse——

Pettigrew dared not live as a human.

What if some hardcore Death Eater outside the prison knew his identity as a traitor?

What if a Death Eater in the prison wants to get rid of the crime and knows that he is alive, so he reports himself?

What if Sirius told the truth in prison?

The cowardly Peter dared not gamble, nor was he willing to gamble.

In this way, Peter lived as a mouse for twelve years.

He thought he would live like this for the rest of his life, but it's not bad, isn't it?

He has good food to eat every day, and he can go to bed after eating without any worries. With these conditions, it was enough for Peter.

It's a pity that this comfortable life is over this semester.

On the train, Peter saw Sirius and Lupine from a distance.

Without hesitation, he hid that night and hid in a secret passage not far from the kitchen.

At the same time, Peter also began to operate his brain that had not been active for twelve years, thinking about what loopholes he needed to make up.

He had tried to get the Marauder's Map, so he could know where Lupine and Sirius were, and avoid them early.

It's a pity that the map is no longer in Filch's possession, and Peter couldn't find it after searching for a long time.

Peter had no choice but to go to the old bat to steal the potion ingredients, and brew the potion in this magical room he discovered by accident.

With the stimulation of the potion, Peter successfully cast magic and erased his figure on the Marauder's Map.

Peter, who thought he was safe, began to wander in the secret passages of Hogwarts, and only returned to this room to sleep when he was extremely tired.

He was thinking, is there a way to kill Sirius outright, or have a dementor give him a kiss.

In this way, everything will be dead without proof, and he can also appear as a hero, bathe in the sun again, and claim that he has protected Harley in secret for twelve years, so as to obtain greater benefits.

But tonight, as he was lying on a dilapidated bed he had dug out of the garbage, thinking about his plans, he suddenly felt a throbbing deep inside him.

After being a mouse for so long, Peter's perception of danger has become extremely keen.

Peter got up subconsciously, and picked up the wand that was by the bed.

The quality of the wand was poor, and it didn't fit me well, but it was better than nothing.

But before he had time to do anything, a voice came from the darkness, speaking words that made him feel panicked:

"Hello, Pettigrew."

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After entering the room, Harry and Hermione continued to move forward in the direction indicated by the magic mirror.

Along the way, they passed a lot of "garbage dumps".

Probably all the people or creatures who discovered this room piled up their unnecessary items here, which made the pile of discarded items here pile up like a mountain.

Harley even sensed the smell of magic from some of the garbage dumps, some of which were familiar to Harley.

But Harry doesn't have time to explore here now.

The two passed a stuffed giant monster and finally came to a clearing. .

The garbage here was moved to other places by Peter Pettigrew, leaving only a big dirty bed.

When Harry saw Peter from a distance, he reached out and stopped Hermione.

At the same time, a line of small characters appeared on the magic mirror: "The traitor is in front."

"You follow my command immediately, aim in the direction of that bed while I speak, and cover the Stunning Spell as much as possible. Do nothing else."

Hermione was startled at first, then nodded vigorously.

After communicating with Hermione, Harry looked at the open space again, and at the same time slightly exerted force with his left hand, and threw the magic mirror into the air.

The mirror automatically floated above Harry's head, and there were gray and green lights condensing inside.

And Harry's vacant hand had already grasped the dagger at some point, and at the same time, the two gloves gave off a spiritual luster.

"Hello, Peter Pettigrew." Harry's voice suddenly sounded in the room.

Pettigrew was stunned for a second, and then subconsciously wanted to turn into a mouse.

After living cowardly in the form of a mouse for twelve years, it is impossible for the option of resistance to appear in Peter's range of choices for the first time.

No matter who it is now, as long as he finds out his identity, Pettigrew will choose to escape first.

He didn't think about fighting back until his own life was ensured, trying to find a way to kill the wizard who knew he was still alive.

But Peter's transformation was unsuccessful, as voices echoed in the room.

"Twisting and zooming in!"

"Law of Ten Thousand Laws: Transfiguration is forbidden here!"

"Judgment: Criminals can't concentrate their minds!"

"Shock!"

Considering that the target would turn into a mouse and escape, Harley didn't release a large-scale attack immediately, but chose to use the abilities of the two Extraordinary items first to limit Peter's ability to escape.

She also knew that it was difficult for the strength of the Law of Ten Thousand Laws to completely restrain the Animagus, at least she didn't have enough confidence and hadn't practiced it.

But as long as it can mark the other party as a criminal, then the ability of judgment can take effect, and the effect of deterrence ability will be stronger.

And Professor McGonagall said in class that the casting of the Animagus spell requires concentration.

Otherwise, the lightest consequence is failure, and in severe cases, it may even cause permanent and irreversible damage to the wizard's body.

And Pettigrew, as the master of Animagus, used this spell continuously for twelve years, and did not suffer any serious damage, but simply failed to cast the spell.

But just being dazed for a second is enough to decide the outcome of the battle.

Hermione's stun spell came one after another, with a precise stroke of the human body.

But this is also within Harry's expectations.

After all, the little witch was unavoidably a little nervous when she went directly to the first actual combat without a long period of practice.

So Hermione's three spells completely missed the target, and the latest one was also some distance away from Pettigrew's hand, which is also understandable.

Of course, Harry didn't expect Hermione to be successful. Hermione was only asked to cast a spell to put a little psychological pressure on Pettigrew, and by the way, to make Hermione feel a little involved.

The gray and green rays of light in the magic mirror gushed out, and instantly merged into Pettigrew's body.

Pettigrew had no time to resist, and was powerless to resist.

He tried to move his body, use spells to protect himself or turn into a mouse, but couldn't.

"There's no need to resist," Harry walked in front of Pettigrew, the spider silk gushed out from the void, tightly bound his limbs,

"With your current strength, you can't break free from the shackles of the curse. Even if you escape now, I can easily capture you back."

A terrified expression appeared on Pettigrew's face.

Just as he was about to open his mouth to say something, he was hit by a stun spell and lost consciousness.

Before losing consciousness, there was only one thought left in Pettigrew's mind: "It's over, everything is over."

Harry looked at Pettigrew who was unconscious, shook his head, and said softly:

"Hello, this is our first meeting, Uncle Peter Pettigrew."

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(Thanks to Nine-Tailed Yanhu for the reward!)