Peter Pettigrew can't be insane, he must be plotting something!

They had been trying to catch Peter, but judging by the current situation

Evan woke up violently, Peter must be trying to catch Blake, right?! Dumbledore was not at Hogwarts tonight, but Snape was, Peter knew that Snape hated Blake, and he was ready to take advantage of this.

Just tell Snape that Black will infiltrate the castle tonight, and Peter Pettigrew won't need to do it himself, and Snape will help him catch Black. Snape's hatred for Black, once he is caught, will probably be given to the Dementors outside the castle as soon as possible, rather than to magic for trial.

As long as Black was removed, no one knew that Peter Pettigrew was still alive, and no one could even prove that he had betrayed Harry's parents back then, and he could appear in public. When the time comes, he will be able to tell everyone that he has endured humiliation for twelve years, and as a mouse, he has been silently protecting Harry from Sirius Black

Aiwen's back was instantly soaked in cold sweat, which was terrifying!

This is definitely a conspiracy hatched by Peter Pettigrew, which has begun since last night, when Professor Lupin's werewolf identity was discovered by everyone.

Even if he didn't have a plan of his own, Peter Pettigrew would lure Black into town tonight!

Wait, Evan forced himself to calm down.

It stands to reason that Peter Pettigrew would not know exactly when Black was coming, even if he gave the password to the other party through Crook Hill, but Black might not have acted according to his ideas, and Peter Pettigrew was even more unlikely to keep Snape in the Gryffindor common room all the time.

This is too unrealistic, unless, he can keep track of Sirius Black's movements.

There are many ways to do this, but for Peter Pettigrew, the only thing that works is that

"Live Point Map!"

Evan suddenly realized that he had overlooked the magic item that could know the location of everyone in the castle.

Ron was there when Professor Lupin confiscated the map of the live spot yesterday, and Peter must have known that the map was with Professor Lupin, so he only controlled Ron to Professor Lupin's office last night, and he must have gone to find the map.

"Ron?!" Harry shouted.

The three of them stood in the doorway of the bedroom, which was dimly lit, and by the faint light of the window, Evan saw Ron lying on his four-poster bed with his back to them, as if asleep, and the curtains around the bed were lowered.

He could feel Peter Pettigrew hiding in Ron's jacket pocket. Maybe he hasn't had a chance to get his hands on the map yet, he doesn't have the time at all, he can't look for it in front of everyone in the school, the map must still be in Professor Lupin's office!

Evan hurriedly turned around, as long as it was now and before Peter Pettigrew found the map of the living spots, there would be no accidents tonight.

"Aven, what are you doing?" Hermione said in alarm.

"I'll go to Professor Lupin's office and look for that map of the living spots!" Evan said in a low voice.

"I'll go with you too"

"No, you and Harry stay here and watch Ron!" Evan said with an uneasy look at Hermione, "Remember, be careful until I come back!"

"I know, so do you!" Hermione hesitated, then quickly stepped forward and hugged Aven.

Evan hugged Hermione tightly, still with the girl's temperature in his arms, and ran out of the common room, rushing to Professor Lupin's office as fast as he could. He made a quick descent down the spiral staircase, all his thoughts were about the map of the living spots.

Around the corner of the fourth floor, he and Professor Trelawney slammed into each other.

Professor Trelawney seemed to have just returned from the kitchen, she smelled of sherry all over her body, and she still had two bottles in her hand, and he was knocked to the ground by Aven.

"Be careful, see where you're going!"

"I'm sorry, Professor!" Evan hurriedly helped her up.

"It's you, my dear child!" Professor Trelawney grabbed Aven's arm tightly, and she suddenly approached, her big watery eyes staring at him, and whispered in a muffled voice, "Honey, I see that your signs are getting clearer and clearer."

"Thank you, Professor! I'll be careful. Evan broke free from the other, and the strong smell of alcohol on her body made him uncomfortable.

"No, you don't understand!" muttered Professor Trelawney, "Disaster, misfortune, getting closer"

It seemed that in order to match her words, a cold wind blew, and the candle not far away jumped and was blown out by the wind!

The already dim corridor became even more gloomy, and in the darkness, Evan could only see the vague figure of the other party.

"It's death, my dear!" Professor Trelawney's voice whispered, intermittently, faintly, "it's coming, it's getting closer, it's circling over a vulture overhead, lower, lower, just above the castle!"

Evan didn't speak, he looked around uneasily, he didn't want anyone else to see this embarrassing scene.

Luckily, there were only two of them in the hallway.

Professor Trelawney didn't stop, listening to what she meant, someone was going to die in the castle recently.

This is definitely not good news, will it be Sirius Black, or rather

Of course, in Aiwen's opinion, it is more likely that the other party will talk nonsense.

"Honey, will you take a divination class next year?" asked Professor Trelawney suddenly.

"Maybe, yes!" replied Evan in a low voice.

In his heart, he secretly made up his mind that he would not choose the course of divination next year, otherwise he would be scared to death by Professor Trelawney sooner or later.

From the day he met her, Evan had never heard a happy prophecy from the other party.

"You, like the Potter boy, have never been a good prophet, and you have a small halo on your head!" said Professor Trelawney, "but you two are very ideal prophets, and the signs of fate are more clear in you two than others." ”

The other seemed to be complimenting himself, but Evan wasn't sure if he should be happy.

If the clear signs of fate mean that death is prophesied all the time, then this is a sad trait.

"Professor, I have something urgent to do, I have to go!"

Evan turned to leave, but a loud, hoarse voice suddenly spoke behind him.

"That's going to happen soon!"

"I'm sorry, Professor, what did you say?"

Evan quickly turned around, and he saw Professor Trelawney as if she were a different person, leaning against the wall, her body stiff, her eyes scattered, her chin drooping.

Evan chuckled violently in his heart, Professor Trelawney must be making a prophecy, right?!

A true prophecy!!