Chapter 307 Banban: It’s so Difficult for Me!

After a day of classes and tinkering with potions for most of the day, Ivan was exhausted both physically and mentally when he returned to his dormitory.

Harry and Ron were leisurely flying the wizard's flag in the dormitory. For the thirteen or fourteen-year-old little wizard, life was so carefree.

Ivan glanced at them enviously, and then turned his attention to Banban who was eating a multi-flavor bean.

Banban shuddered under Ivan's "evil" gaze. He had not forgotten what Ivan had said before about the potion that he was going to experiment on.

No, we can't stay in this place any longer.

He's leaving tonight!

At midnight, in Gryffindor's dormitory, a gray-black mouse suddenly opened its eyes. After carefully scanning the surroundings and seeing that everyone was sleeping, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Then Scabbers slowly climbed out of Ron's bed with his short legs, but he was so fat that it was difficult to get out of bed, and he almost rolled down all the way.

After finally climbing to the door of the dormitory, Peter looked at the tall door handle with great difficulty and considered whether to change back to his original appearance. The little wizards in the dormitory should be sleeping soundly and would not wake up suddenly.

Just taking this step means that he will be far away from his current life of eating and waiting to die every day.

Peter suddenly felt that it was too difficult for him!

It's hard to even live as a mouse these days, there are always people trying to make things difficult for you

Peter glanced sinisterly in the direction of Ivan's bed. Before meeting Ivan, he had been successfully disguising himself as a mouse for more than ten years.

If he hadn't been worried that killing Ivan would cause quite a stir in Hogwarts and expose himself, he would have done it long ago.

Some thoughts flashed through Peter's mind, but soon Peter noticed that Ivan's bed seemed empty and the quilt looked dry.

Where are people?

A chill suddenly surged into Peter's heart, and a deep voice sounded behind him.

"Great, I was just thinking about how to get you out of Ron's quilt."

Peter turned his head suddenly, but only saw a dazzling cursed light, and then he realized that his body had become very weak, as if he had not eaten for several days and nights, and he could not speak.

Peter watched in horror as Ivan approached step by step, and then he felt his tail being lifted up, and he could only wave his claws feebly.

click

Ivan opened the door to the dormitory, carried the gray-black mouse out of the dormitory, and walked towards the Room of Requirement on the eighth floor.

Peter struggled for a while and found that it had no effect at all. He had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​struggling. He stayed obediently in Ivan's hand and looked around tremblingly. He didn't know where the little wizard in front of him was going to take him so late. where to go

Ivan muttered to himself after walking up and down three times in the wide corridor with many portraits on the eighth floor.

I need a room to brew the potion!

The next moment, a beautifully decorated door appeared out of thin air on the flat wall. Ivan opened the door with familiarity and walked into the room that responded to requests.

Peter's eyes widened. Behind the door was a huge space, which looked a bit similar to a Potions classroom. There was a crucible on each rectangular mahogany table, and some kind of potion was being boiled. No. There was steam coming out of the crucible.

When he was a student, he often explored this ancient castle with James, Lupine and others, looking for the secrets hidden in it. Peter thought he knew enough about this castle, but he didn't expect there to be such a magical place. Never found it.

Ivan casually threw Peter into a corner and ignored him, turning to check on the potion brewing situation.

Anyway, when he leaves at the end, he will use the forgetting spell to cleanse Peter's memory and make him forget everything.

Peter didn't know that he had no secrets in front of Ivan. He still had a sense of luck and felt that no one should be able to see through his Animagus. He was just a guinea pig testing the magic potion.

Peter comforted himself in his heart,

At this moment, the sound of something breaking suddenly came from the silent Room of Requirement.

Peter turned around and looked over, and found that one of the crucibles had exploded, and the turbid juice spilled onto the wooden table like sulfuric acid, burning a big hole and making a sizzling sound.

Looking at this scene, Peter swallowed hard and almost burst into tears.

He thinks he may not survive today

"Sure enough, adding the black stone powder to the polyjuice potion will turn it into a deadly poison." Ivan was not surprised when he looked at the crucible that suddenly exploded.

This confirmed what Snape had told him before, except that these potions had been brewed a few days ago and he hadn't had time to remove them yet.

Ivan walked to each crucible, checked the brewing status of the potion, then put the batches of potions that had been brewed into the reagents, and then walked towards the gray-black mouse in the corner.

Peter was startled. He tried hard to curl up and reduce his presence, but it obviously had no effect.

Seeing Ivan getting closer and closer, Peter suddenly came to his senses. He screamed miserably, and his body suddenly twitched violently. Finally, he suddenly jumped up his legs, foaming at the mouth, as if he was seriously ill, and fell to the ground with his head tilted.

He felt that he was already so miserable, and the little wizard in front of him would never abuse him again.

Ivan was amazed by Peter's superb acting skills. Of course he knew Peter's physical condition. He ate and slept every day and ate when he slept. He had been a mouse for more than ten years without any illness or pain. How could he be sick now? .

Besides, even if you are really sick, it doesn't prevent you from drinking polyjuice potion, right?

Ivan took a few steps closer and stared at the gray-black mouse's head with his wand. The magic power penetrated in, "seeing" the power surrounding Banban's head protecting it, and then increased the input of magic power again.

Although Ivan cannot lift the Animagus counter-spell, he is an Animagus himself, so he knows exactly how to force Peter to return to his original form.

After a while, the gray-black mouse started shaking again, more intensely than before.

Peter, who was pretending to be dead on the ground, was in pain.

What frightened Peter even more was that his body began to twist and deform, his arms and legs kept stretching outward, and his head became bigger and bigger.

Peter still vaguely remembers this feeling after more than ten years, which means that his Animagus has been lifted.

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