With his left hand, which was missing three fingers, Peter gently pushed the hidden wooden door open.

All the wizards in the inn stopped their movements and looked at this guy who was braving the heavy rain and was going deep into the forest.

Peter, who has always had a knack for playing rats and eating dogs, has reverted to his cowardly appearance. Of course, this is also his true character, and he doesn't need acting skills at all.

He whispered, "It's raining heavily...... I met a magical creature halfway through...... Almost didn't come back......"

It was true that Peter came across a rune serpent.

Native to Burkina Faso, a small African country, the Runi snake is a fantastic animal with three heads. However, with the theft and sale of snake eggs, they have appeared all over the world.

The snake was so ferocious that Peter almost became someone's dessert.

It seems that the forests of Albania are a little more dangerous than the forbidden forests.

"It's good to be back." Old Tom warmly welcomed Peter in.

Recently, the road has been closed due to heavy rain, and there are not many customers. The wizard in front of him was generous, and he paid twenty Galleons at once.

What Tom didn't know was that it was all Peter's possessions.

Let's put it this way, he has been a rat all these years, first stealing Arthur's private money, and later stealing Percy.

But if you can't steal it a few times, you can't steal it. Percy is too cautious and has a good memory.

Just that little Nat, I can't wait for one to be two flowers. Every time he lost it, he became suspicious and sewed an inner pocket on his underwear.

Hide the money inside.

The bar is a little bit barred, and it's a little bit of grinding...... But it's safe!

Later, he became Ron's pet and began stealing his pocket money again.

Don't look at Ron's usual pretending to be poor, and Christmas gifts are also given quills, which are the cheapest things.

But he actually has a lot of private money. Especially in the past few years, the twins have sent home a portion of Galleon every month.

Ron's pocket money naturally rose with the tide.

He was probably going to save up and buy something expensive at the Quidditch World Cup.

Unfortunately, it was all taken away by Peter.

He also borrowed thirty Galleons from Harry and four other roommates in Ron's name.

The twins are rich, but they won't borrow without a valid reason.

Stark and Granger were richer, and Peter didn't dare to borrow them.

It's too late to hide from these two little ancestors, where do you dare to borrow money.

Maybe you borrow it a few times, and someone will notice the abnormality.

Ron's dating room was as narrow as Harry's, and only a few roommates could borrow it. Among them, Harry and Neville are still the big ones.

So when he goes back to school, Ron will suddenly find that the private money he has saved for several years is gone, and he still owes a lot of debt!

Sleeping in Ron's bed, with his private money, and his best friend Harry...... Conversations were deep every day until the second half of the night.

Gee...... Peter can even race a boat even if he thinks about it!

Old Minotaur!

The witch stared at the wizard who entered the door, visibly stunned.

In the past few years, she has had some memory problems.

William checked her out, and judging from the symptoms, she either had a severe brain injury or someone had used a strong amnesia charm on her.

However, she remembers the memory of a long time ago clearly.

Peter Pettigrew, for example.

Some time ago, there was a lot of uproar, and Bertha was naturally interested.

William exchanged information and told her that Peter was still alive.

The man in front of him...... It's Peter!

The witch was excited, she was too interested in this kind of gossip. She wondered why Peter was here.

Peter hid in his hood and also felt the witch's gaze. He felt familiar to him, but he couldn't remember who it was.

It can't be the Aurors chasing after you, right?

Peter was a little alarmed, asked Tom to bring the food, and hurried to his room.

After he left, the witch asked in a low voice, "Who is that man, still wandering outside so late?" ”

"He...... It's called Ron...... I heard that he was a magical biologist. Tom shrugged.

"It's said to write a book of Fantastic Beasts in a Bowl."

"Ron......" the witch squinted.

Is it fashionable to use a trumpet when you go out these days?

"By the way, I don't know your name, Miss......"

"Bertha, Bertha Jorkins!"

"Are you here for an adventure too?"

"It's not." Bertha shook her head. "I'm here to visit my family."

Her second cousin lives in Albania. She had already visited, and was going to the south to visit an aunt.

If it weren't for the heavy rain blocking the road, she would have left.

Thanks for the heavy rain!

Bertha thought so. Otherwise, she wouldn't have touched Peter.

"By the way, boss, do you have an owl?" Bertha asked.

"Where?" Old Tom asked cautiously.

Be careful!

Although he is far away in Albania, he is still well-informed and has heard about the tragic fate of Tom, his colleague at the Leaky Cauldron.

He lent the owl to a wizard, who said it was sent to Newcastle. Tom thought it was the UK, but he didn't expect to fly to Newcastle, Australia!

The owl has been flying for a year and has not yet returned.

Such a stunned wizard, if old Tom saw him, he would have to kill him.

"Send to Venice...... Can it be delivered? ”

"You need to cross the Adriatic Sea, you can't use owls, you have to use seagulls." Old Tom replied.

Bertha nodded, wrote a quick letter, and told Tom to send it away with a seagull, before going back to the room.

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Peter sat in an armchair, finished the food Tom had brought, and pondered for a moment.

I've been searching for seven days, but I still haven't found anything.

He now seriously doubts that the news of the mysterious man in Albania is not the casual nonsense of the boss Tom.

Peter raised his hands. He is now a true six-fingered demon...... Two hands plus one is only six fingers.

Three of his left hands were cut off by William, and one of his right hands was broken by himself in order to blame Sirius.

It hurts!

On the left hand and the lower part of the body, there was a continuous tearing sensation. The pain almost made him faint.

Peter shook his coat and a swarm of rats fell. With his communication, continue to go to the forest to look for local rats.

Then he closed the heavy blinds and closed the curtains. Peter turned the fire on and blew out all the candles.

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In the middle of the night,

Bertha cautiously opened the door and peeked in.

After waiting for a moment, she crept into the room and looked around as if looking for something.

Walking through the room to the wooden bed, Bertha heard the creaking of teeth, like a rat biting something.

She suddenly lifted the sheets, took her wand, and her pupils narrowed, but she didn't notice Peter.

The creaking grindings were gone, and a mouse under the pillow sprang up and bit Bertha's finger hard.

Bertha suffered, and her wand fell to the ground.

The mouse quickly grew larger in midair, and a flash of red light sent Bertha to the ground.

Peter carried his wand, but did not kill Bertha immediately. He was going to give the guy named Theon to the mystery man. Now there's a better idea.

Squeak squeak.

A rat emerges from under the floor. Follow Peter's hand and climb to his ear.

After a few moments, his eyes lit up, and he finally found it!

Turning Bertha into a groundhog and putting it in his pocket, Peter sneaked out of the room and into the night.

The rain did not stop, and the sound of the forest at night enveloped his whole body.

Gradually going deeper into the forest, he headed for a place under the guidance of the rats.

After walking for about four or five hours, Peter came to a spring.

It is a natural narrow pond that is washed out of the clay by water, about two meters deep, and is surrounded by moss and tall honeycomb grass.

A small stream bubbled out.

Peter didn't have time to catch his breath. It was pitch black, and the wand in his right hand lit up, reaching for a large oak tree that bent towards the water's edge.

The oak tree, in the faint light, was gray in outline, and the leaves were faintly golden.

In the middle of the trunk, a large hollow was dug out.

"Master!" Peter called, "Are you there?" Your most faithful servant has come to seek you. ”

A moment later, a hoarse voice suddenly rang out.

"I'm so glad I could hear the Death Eaters again! It's only been thirteen years since we last met!

With a flick of a finger, it's not too long, isn't it, worm tail? ”

The voice flickered and flickered, with an indescribable haze, like something elusive.

So, Peter...... Did you come to talk to me, Dumbledore? ”

His voice grew cold.

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