Chapter 101: Poisoned Rats

Spotted reappeared, and Ron didn't even think about its disappearance, completely basking in the joy of being lost and regained. So, most of the Gryffindor guys are a bunch of simple-minded guys.

"Great. Spotted has found it. ”

Harry was glad that Ron's rat had been recovered, and thought he would never find it again.

"Great, really great!"

Ron cried with joy and rubbed his face in his hands.

Then, Ron got angry again, he glared at the mouse in his palm and scolded, "Spotted, where did you run away before?" Don't you know that there are cats moving here? ”

"Ron, don't do this, Hermione would be angry if she heard it."

Harry quickly took a look, but luckily this was the boys' dormitory, and Hermione, as a lady, would not break in.

"What are you afraid of, if she hadn't had that damn cat, my Spotted wouldn't have been scared."

Ron was completely silent, and the disappearance of Spotted was a great irritation.

Even though Harry felt that even Ron's mouse without Hermione's cat was half-dead, he was wise enough not to say anything.

The disappearance of Spotted was just a minor incident during Harry's school days, and it didn't take long for Spotted to be found, and Harry and Ron put the matter behind them completely. Ron even made an awkward fuss, disgusted with Spotted, and said that if only Spotted were really gone, then he could get a new pet.

For Ron, a tsundere who couldn't be cute at all, Harry was so smart that he chose to ignore it.

Despite that, Ron's actions showed his attitude, and for the next few days, Ron always carried Spotted in his pocket and took it to class, as if I didn't leave you and you didn't leave me.

Of course, Rat Spotted struggled, and Zuihou was always suppressed by Ron's fingers.

But this enthusiasm lasted less than three days, and on the third day, Ron threw it back into bed because Spotted had peed in his pocket.

"Great, Ron, you're finally back to normal."

Harry was happy, and his friend Ron had finally changed back to his old self. He hadn't even spoken to Hermione these days for the sake of his mouse.

"It's like I'm crazy!"

Ron retorted dissatisfiedly, but as long as he saw Neville's reassuring look, he knew how crazy Ron was before.

In just a few days, Ron and the others returned to their daily routines.

It was a new day, and Harry and the others had all left their dorms in a hurry to go to class.

When everyone was gone, the mouse Spotted, who was lying on the bed and resting with his eyes closed, opened his eyes, rolled his black eyes a few times, and stood up straight.

The rat jumped out of Ron's bed and spun around the room in a quick circle.

The room was quiet, there was no one, there were scattered clothes and household utensils everywhere, and the door was well shut, if there were bad people who wanted to do something, now was the best time.

Peter Pettigrew, who is also a student of Gryffindor, knows the Gryffindor dorm best, and there is absolutely nothing to spy on here. The Gryffindor idiots would never be smart enough to be cautious enough to leave a few surveillance spells in their rooms.

Between the beds, a somewhat obese middle-aged wizard stood up.

At the same time as the middle-aged wizard appeared, the rat blob disappeared.

"It's really lax precautions, it's obviously this time."

Peter Pettigrew was a little furious, knowing that it would be difficult for James's descendants to survive this war.

Although Peter Pettigrew betrayed Jaime and the others, who doesn't have a soft and warm place in their hearts. For the Dark Lord's wormtail, who was always in fear, the days of his childhood playing with James and the three of them were one of the few fond memories he had.

"Rather than let you die a painful death at the hands of those Death Eaters, let me know your lives with my own hands."

In order to survive, he had to sacrifice his friend's descendants.

"Forgive me, Jaime and Lily!"

Peter Pettigrew let out an undetectable confession into the empty room.

What is touching is that the room where Harry and Ron Neville stayed was the same room that the four of them were in Pettigrew, and Harry slept in the same bed that James slept in back then.

Although meals at Hogwarts are cooked by house-elves in the dining room, there is still water in the dormitory that the wizards usually drink, and Pettigrew does not have to worry about running out of drugs to get his drugs.

"Forgive me, forgive me, Harry."

With a trembling hand, he opened a small paper packet, and Peter Pettigrew poured the powder into the kettle that Harry used to drink from. Because of the guilt, a small part of the powder even fell to the side.

This packet of powder is a "high-grade product" given by Sephiroth, which dissolves when it is put into water and sealed in the mouth. The medicine is very strong, as long as you drink a sip, you will die in less than three seconds, and you can't even save it.

The wizard's healing ability Sephiroth is still very clear in the investigation, if it is a poisonous medicine that is strong but slow, it is really possible that no wizard will solve it.

But this kind of onset is fast, even if the wizard can detoxify, he can't save a person who has died.

"That's it."

Pouring all the powder into the kettle, Pettigrew carefully wiped off the powder scattered on the side of the kettle, although Pettigrew didn't think that the fools who left the powder would find out that something was wrong, but he didn't dare to be careless about his own life.

The time it takes to do this is probably less than three minutes, but in just three minutes, a person's life was ended by someone else.

After making all the preparations, Pettigrew didn't know what he was thinking, so he sat there motionless and looked at the kettle in front of him in a daze, and tried to reach out and knock over the kettle several times, but in the end he still failed to muster the courage to resist.

If it was just a Sephiroth, Pettigrew would have calculated that Sirius's adult wizards would not be so unproductive, but the person standing behind Sephiroth was the Dark Lord Voldemort, who ruled the dark side of the wizarding world.

Sitting like this, it was a whole day, and by the time Pettigrew came back to his senses, it was already evening. The noise of other students can be heard outside the dormitory, and Pettigrew realizes that he can't be in a daze anymore, and quickly turns back into the form of a mouse.

He had to make sure that Harry Potter drank the jug of water and collapsed to his death before he dared to leave.

Otherwise, he asked himself if Sephiroth's cold imp would never let him go.

"Ah, we're tired, the damn black bats left us behind to clean up the classroom, damn it!"

Grumbling, Ron and Harry pushed open the door to their room and walked in.

"yes, Snape actually told us to wipe all the cauldrons clean, what a bastard idea!"

Ron, who was implicated by Harry, couldn't help but complain. What are the cauldrons for, they are used to burn fires and boil potions, and I don't know how much soot has accumulated underneath, and Snape still doesn't allow them to use magic, what the hell!

"I'm dying of thirst, give me a glass of water."

Harry, who had been summoned like a dog by Snape, lay down on his stomach as soon as he returned to the dormitory, and lay down on his bed despite his sweat and ashes.

"I want a drink too, Neville."

One calls the other, Harry tells Ron to pour water, and Ron tells Neville, the most honest kid in the dormitory, to do it.

"Okay, here's the water!"

Neville was a little stupid, and Snape didn't like him very much, but at least Snape wasn't good enough to deal with Harry the way he did, so Neville was much better than Harry and Ron.

"Oh, thanks! You're like an angel, Neville. ”

Harry and Ron were so happy that they took the glass of water, and without thinking about it, they drank it all in one gulp.

"Whew~comfortable-uh, no! Good belly ......"

The exhilaration, which made Harry and Ron feel like they were going to heaven, and just as they were about to sigh, "It's much better," a cramping pain came from their stomachs.

I only heard a "click", and the glass was scattered all over the ground.

Before the expressions on Harry and Ron's faces could change from comfortable, they collapsed on the bed clutching their stomachs.

"Huh? What's wrong with you guys? Don't scare me, what's wrong! ”

Neville was so frightened that he ran to Harry's side and shook his shoulders constantly, tears filling up in his little round eyes.

What happened to Harry and the two of them looked very palpable, and they were speechless at the moment.

After two struggles, Harry and Ron stopped moving.

Neville was overjoyed, he thought Harry was all right.

"Are you better?"

Neville asked delightedly.

……

However, no one answered him, and Harry and Ron stared at each other without saying a word.

"How, how?"

Suddenly, Neville felt like he had thought of something, and he shuddered and put his hand under Harry's nose.

“……”

Neville's mouth grew in fright, and he froze.

It's out of gas!

More specifically, that's ...... He's dead!

How so?

How could Harry die all of a sudden?

Neville quickly checked on Ron, only to find that he was out of breath and didn't even have a heartbeat.

Neville was stupefied, and with such a little effort, he was the only living person left in the room.

“…… Yes!!!! ”

The unusually high-pitched screams alarmed the entire Gryffindor common room, and the students in the other rooms were startled by the screams and all ran over.

There was such a commotion that even the girls' dorm was alarmed, and the men and women of Gryffindor gathered around the door of Harry's dorm.

"What's wrong, please let me go, I'm the prefect!"

Patsy's obnoxious voice was so reassuring at the moment that Neville opened the door to greet him almost with tears and snot on his face.

"Patsy! Something is wrong, Harry and Ron are dead! ”

Neville, who had been blank for a long time and didn't know what to do, actually shouted out such a serious thing in front of everyone, and it had been days since he realized what kind of stupid thing he had done.

"What did you say!"

Patsy was in a hurry, and he was still trying to persuade the people in front of him to get out of the way, and he directly bumped into a few boys who were in front of him, rushed to Neville's front and grabbed him by the collar.

The people who were knocked to the ground expressed understanding, but in fact they didn't care about the pain of being hit, and every student who heard Neville's words was stunned.