Chapter 189 Silver Bracelet

Hogwarts, Astronomy Tower.

The observatory on the top of the tower was dark. There was no one here, but there was a figure walking on the wall.

Ta, ta, the footsteps approached the window. Only half of the shadow on the wall remained, as if someone was leaning out of the window.

Then, a figure appeared out of thin air, and a layer of mist slowly dissipated from his body. He had an old face, hunched back, and was holding a gray mouse in his hand, looking down at it.

"Interesting..." Boguna looked at the mouse in his hand with interest, and suddenly said:

"Animagus?"

"Squeak~~!" The mouse in his hand made a sharp cry, kicked its limbs up to the sky, and its body kept pupa, as if it was trying to struggle out of his hand.

Boguna looked at its panicked appearance and smiled:

"Don't you want to speak?"

He squeezed hard with his hand, and his five fingers sank deep into the gray mouse hair. The whole body of the mouse began to deform, and the panicked cry suddenly turned into a shrill scream.

Squeak~!!!

Then, a man begged for mercy:

"Don't kill me! Don't kill me!"

Boguna narrowed his eyes when he heard this.

He saw the body of the mouse in his hand began to swell, and the sharp mouse head lost its hair, revealing half of a man's face.

He let go of his hand and threw it, and the mouse fell to the ground, swelling to human size like a balloon, and turned into a short man lying on the ground and shivering.

"Don't... don't kill me..." The short man prostrated himself on the ground, begging for mercy, and his body was shaking like a sieve.

Boguna tilted his head and looked at him. His hair was pitifully sparse, and he had a pointed nose and small eyes, and his eyes showed cowardice.

The look is very familiar, as if I have seen it somewhere before... He smiled silently, put one hand behind his hunchback, and asked:

"Who are you? Why did you turn into a mouse and hide here?"

"I..." The short man raised his head and looked at it, and immediately lowered his head as if he was frightened. He trembled and said:

"Can I... not say it..."

Boguna was stunned for a moment, and laughed again: "Of course."

He pulled out a magic wand from his sleeve, and a cold green light suddenly bloomed on it, illuminating a corner of the ground.

The short man seemed to see the green light on the ground, and his body trembled even more violently. He said anxiously and stuttered:

"I... I am Peter Pettigrew... I am here... because..."

"Oh." Bogunna nodded suddenly, interrupted him, and squinted his eyes and said:

"No wonder you look familiar to me. You are the one who died in the hands of the Dark Lord because of betrayal by his friends more than ten years ago? It's really interesting that the person who died in the newspaper at that time actually came back to life?

So, the one called Sirius seems to be looking for you?"

"Yes..." Peter Pettigrew was still trembling, "I was being chased by him... That's why I ran to the door of Gryffindor Tower... and was caught by you..."

"That's really a coincidence..." Bogunna squinted his eyes and said:

"I'm not really interested in you, but you saw my real face there... I'll only ask you once, do you want to live or die?"

He raised his wand, and a white light flashed.

Swish! The invisible blade cut Peter Pettigrew's face, bringing a trace of blood, and almost cut off his eyeball.

A scream sounded immediately, but soon Peter Pettigrew covered his mouth in a hurry, his whole mouth was trembling, and his teeth kept knocking, making an irritating sound.

He continued to shrink his head on the ground, as if he wanted to bury his head in the ground:

"Live... Woo... I want to live! Don't kill me... Woo..."

Boguna frowned quickly because he smelled a smell of urine.

"Then don't resist..." He said and raised the wand again.

With a whisper, a spell was immediately emitted from the wand, and a black mark appeared on the top of Peter Pettigrew's head, which soon sank into it and entered his body.

Peter Pettigrew stopped shaking all of a sudden. He raised his head and said respectfully, "Master..."

"Well..." Boguna nodded and said, "I just happen to have something for you to do..."

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After dinner, Meka Anders walked out of the auditorium and walked slowly along the corridor, thinking about what had just happened.

"With Scabbers gone, it's hard to tell if it was Peter Pettigrew's doing... But no matter whether it's true or not, it's a troublesome matter."

"If it is, it means that Peter Pettigrew has other helpers, maybe Voldemort...

This is indeed very likely. Voldemort didn't get the Philosopher's Stone to brew the potion of immortality before, so it's reasonable for him to get the imitation of the potion of immortality. After all, I've felt this thing before, and it seems to contain a very strong special magic power, which is somewhat similar to the Philosopher's Stone. Maybe it can help him revive again. And even if there is no such thing, if he knows that I am the one who stole the Philosopher's Stone from him two years ago, he probably wants to kill me;

If it's not Peter Pettigrew, then there must be another foreign enemy sneaking in.

Well, that's also extremely troublesome. I know almost nothing about this foreign enemy. If he has some other special spells or methods, I can face the dangerous situation today again..."

After returning to the dormitory, Mekas thought about it and wrote two letters, intending to send them to Dane in France and Mrs. Twasha in Greece respectively.

The letter briefly described his experience, hiding some privacy and details related to himself, hoping to learn from the two people whether they had ever told others about their information?

Then he released the owl Hathaway, and Hathaway would send the letter to the British wizard post office, and then send it to Dane and Mrs. Twasha through the cross-border business there.

If the letter is sent from there, the efficiency will be very high, but the cost is also ridiculously high...

"It's really expensive, and more than 20 gold galleons are gone..." Meka sighed.

I just hope to learn more about the attacker from the two people.

Otherwise, there is always a very powerful wizard watching him in secret, who can sleep well?

"In addition, I have to improve my strength as soon as possible, otherwise if I meet him again, who knows what other powerful means that person has?

Well, even if he doesn't have other powerful means, his current strength is enough for me to eat a pot, and I can't crack the invisibility magic at all..." Meka thought.

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A few nights later, Meka walked out of the Weasley twins' dormitory with a smile on his face and an exquisite silver bracelet in his hand.

This is exactly the item with a will.

He walked briskly back to his dormitory, sat down by the bed, and looked at it carefully.

The silver bracelet should be some kind of precious collection. There are complicated patterns engraved on the silver bracelet. When the pattern is illuminated by the light, it seems to absorb the light. You can see that the light has turned into flowing water, which keeps flowing in it, which is very beautiful.

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ps: I have something to do today, so I only have time to write one chapter