"This is the first "master" I have met in the process of my amnesia. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Peter Pettigrew walked up to Poscy and said, Posie's face flushed with excitement, he felt honored that he had played an important role in such a legendary experience, and he sat up straight again at the thought of this.

"If I had known—" Percy began to blame himself, thinking that this might be useful for his future, but he was interrupted by Peter Pettigrew, "Oh, your family has treated me well enough, and besides, you don't know the truth. He said.

"Even though I was just a rat at the time, you treated me like a member of the family, and I have to say that the Weasleys were really well educated, and everyone in your family was full of love. Peter Pettigrew paused and continued, "I heard you're the student council president now, right, Posie?" Peter Pettigrew looked away and said in a nostalgic tone, "Jaime was too, and I'm sure you'll have a high level of achievement in the future." ”

"And then there's you, Ron. Peter Pettigrew walked over to Ron's side again.

"I'm sorry your pet Spotted won't come back. Peter Pettigrew's tone was full of apologies.

"No, no, my God, I can't believe right now, is a mouse who has been in our house for more than ten years an Animagus?or a recipient of the Order of Merlin?"

"Ron, life is sometimes more bizarre than you think, would you accept that I will give you a new pet?" Peter Pettigrew said with a wink, smiling.

"Of course, my pleasure. Ron nodded like garlic.

"And then it's you, Harry. Peter Pettigrew turned his head to look at Harry, his little eyes showing a hint of sadness. "You look like your father, and when I see you I see Jaime, I've been watching you quietly for three years, but sadly, I've done little to help you. ”

"Can I give you a hug, Harry?" he asked.

"Meow, meow, meow. At that moment, Crookshan, in Hermione's arms, suddenly broke free from her embrace and pounced on Peter Pettigrew.

"It must have remembered my scent. Peter Pettigrew was not in the slightest, and said with a smile as an invisible barrier suddenly erected beside him, blocking the big ginger cat's attack, and then Crookshank could only flick its own claws wildly. Baring his fangs as a sign of intimidation.

"I'm sorry, sir. Hermione hurried over to Crookshank, apologized, and picked it up.

"Miss Granger, you don't need to apologize at all, it's just a cat's instinct, it just remembers my scent, and with his intelligence he doesn't understand the difference between a man and a mouse. Peter Pettigrew said unconcernedly.

"Crookshank is very smart. Hermione was a little unconvinced when she heard this, but she still said, "I'll definitely teach it a good lesson when I go back." ”

After the interlude, Peter Pettigrew turned his head back to face Harry, rubbing his hands a little awkwardly and said, "Harry, I mean, if, if you want, can I choose to be your guardian now?"

"I've regained my magic and memory now, and I'm not as good as Mr. Moody or Professor Dumbledore, but I have some powers, at least if Sirius wants to do your tricks against you, he'll have to pass me first. ”

"Peter, you should go to St. Mungo's Hospital for another check-up to see if there are any sequelae. Lupin stopped in front of Harry.

"Besides, don't you think it's too exciting for Harry right now?" Lupin said calmly.

"It's that I'm not thinking it through. Peter Pettigrew's eyes moistened again, and then he said, "But I'm excited, this is Jaime's son, he beat that man, and he is better than his father, how can I not be excited?"

"I could only look at him like a stranger for the past few years, and I didn't notice it, do you know how horrible it was for me to replay the scenes I had seen and heard over the years before my eyes when I regained consciousness?"

He lowered his voice and whispered in Harry's ear, "Philosopher's Stone, Basilisk, I'm terrified when I think about it now, but luckily you're lucky, Harry, you're as brave as your father." ”

Harry scratched the back of his head in embarrassment as he complimented him.

He remembered a lot of things he had heard about his father at Hogsmeade's Three Broomsticks, a man who had been killed by Blake's spell in order to avenge his father, and both Fudge and Professor McGonagall had sympathy and respect for him at the time, but now he appeared in front of him again, bringing him such an unbelievable explanation.

Think about it, my father's best friend stayed by his side for three years, still as a friend's pet.

His face suddenly turned red, and he thought that he had actually made a lot of mistakes and violated a lot of school rules in the past three years, and as a result, he was all seen by this elder.

"Of course, there are little things that I will keep secret for you. Peter Pettigrew seemed to read what Harry was thinking, and whispered into his ear.

"This kind of prank was often done by your father and I back then. He said.

Harry felt like the distance between them had narrowed a lot.

"Click, click. "The student photographers frantically press the shutter, bringing bursts of intense flashes that are sure to make headlines tomorrow.

The hero who had fought Blake and died was not actually dead, and even re-entered Hogwarts by chance to protect his friend's son.

And Fudge's bottom-out reputation, which contributed to this, will also rebound as a result.

No one knows what Peter Pettigrew is thinking right now, except himself.

This was the first time he had appeared in front of people in so many years, and he was still a hero, which made him extremely touched, and he never dared to restore his human body when he was still the body of a mouse.

It's not that he didn't think about standing up and acknowledging his so-called "credits". But whenever he thought of the unforgettable hatred in Blake's eyes, the flames that could burn everything, he cringed, he was always afraid of Blake's revenge, even if the man had been imprisoned in Azkaban, even if he had probably been tormented and mad by the most evil creatures, but he still didn't dare to reassure.

He was taken in by the Weasley family, which was a good place to live, and every day was peaceful and peaceful, and at the same time, he would not be completely out of touch with the wizarding society, and every day after Arthur Weasley read the Daily Prophet, he would always read every corner of the newspaper, and he had hoped countless times for the news that the infamous Sirius Black had committed suicide in Azkaban Prison due to insanity.

In Azkaban, this is a common occurrence, and many prisoners do not want to be the walking dead, so they choose to give themselves a dignified death while they are awake.

But he waited for so many years but didn't get the ending he wanted, and even before that, Black escaped from prison.

Black had been in Azkaban for so many years, who would have thought that he would one day be able to escape from there.

He was also thinking carefully about why he was exposed, and he was careful enough to avoid exposure, but that time he was still inextricably in the newspaper.

How he wished the Weasleys hadn't won the lottery in the first place, so that he wouldn't be photographed.

Who would have thought that after so many years of Azkaban's prison life, under the influence of the emotions of countless Dementors, this man could still maintain his sanity and happen to get the newspaper that day?

If at the beginning, Peter Pettigrew still had a bit of a fluke, pinning his hopes that maybe he just went crazy and escaped by coincidence, then when he knew that Black was already trying to pass the portrait of the Fat Lady, he understood that Blake's target was himself.

Blake couldn't be more sober, he and Jaime were exploring the secret passages when he first made the map of the living spots, and he was just following them. Now that the sober Black knows all the secret passages of Hogwarts, it means that his end has come.

So he tried to go to Filch's office and look for a map of the confiscated living spots, which might be a talisman and a life-saving straw.

But he didn't find it.

He woke up from the nightmare again and again, as if the big black dog would pounce on him at any moment and tear himself to pieces, and he felt that he was the one who was about to have a nervous breakdown.

Until the day of Christmas, the barking of the dog completely crushed him, and the familiar sound made him lose his mind at once, and he even forgot that Dumbledore and the other professors were there at the time, and fled in a hurry.

What happened next made him even more incredible.

When it escaped from the Great Hall, scrambled into a secret passage he remembered.

The cage seemed to have calculated his course and fell from the sky, and he was caught by the Slytherin student in Harry's year

Of course, Malfoy wouldn't tell him that almost all of the secret passages had set this trap.

He was caught, and all the secrets of his heart were revealed one by one, and the boy knew his past like a demon, and then forced him to recall it with cruel words.

Just when he thought he was going to be judged by Dumbledore or the Ministry of Magic, Malfoy actually let him out, oh, and even brought him a stool for him to sit on.

"You're in luck, Peter Pettigrew. He will never forget these words, and he went straight from the tormented hell to heaven.

Later, Malfoy began to tell his plan, down to the smallest detail.

Then the more he listened, the more he felt cold sweat, this student thought of too many things, if he did it himself, it would really be full of flaws.

Only then did he remember that the student in front of him was from Slytherin House, where the students were full of ambition and good at using all kinds of means to achieve their goals, and if the Gryffindor students knew all this, they might be full of justice and would directly make everything public.

Think about it, what good student knows a thing like a truth spit? Feel free to use it. The recipes and herbs of this potion are strictly restricted, and the Ministry of Magic will try to register them as much as possible.

If he really wanted to disadvantage himself and tell Dumbledore directly, then he was still unconscious at that time, like a turtle in an urn, and he could be caught by the Aurors in the school at any time.

He had no hope of escaping Dumbledore, and the old man could easily subdue him without even a hint of dark magic.

Malfoy's previous words were just to pave the way for his next plans, to give himself a wake-up call, and to be honest.

To be honest, Peter Pettigrew didn't think about running away immediately, stuning the student, or even killing him the moment he was released from the cage, but he felt that the student was definitely not as stupid as he thought, so he gave up the attempt.

"If I dare to release you, I will definitely be able to lock you back up. Those were the first words Malfoy said when he released him from the cage.

"If you want to use your brain, you can just try. Malfoy's tone was filled with absolute confidence, a powerful feeling that everything was under control, and he could perceive it keenly.

"I don't know if your strength has regressed or improved in the past twelve years, although I guess it's the former. But whether it's the former or the latter, I don't care, you can try to attack me, then you will lose your last chance to turn over. ”

Malfoy even turned his back to him after speaking, and the door was wide open, not in the slightest intention of guarding against him.

"Thousands of letters about your secrets are well hidden in my house, ready to be sent at any time, of course, there is no evidence, I also used a Muggle camera, recorded Blake, who said everything at the time, and made a lot of backups, if you are still superficially counting on the way of killing people, then I can only obviously think that I have found a partner with a less intelligent IQ, so maybe I will change it. ”

Malfoy then came to his table, picked up a quill and began to look at it, as if a man was bored and would do something meaningless.

"No, how could I do such a thing?" Peter Pettigrew said flatteringly, his already small eyes narrowing even more into a slit with a heavy flattering tone.

He was glad he hadn't made the wrong choice then.

If he really did it then, how can he now experience the taste of being respected by everyone, with countless glory and halos?