The moment he saw the mouse, Sirius's sanity was shocked, and he wanted to rush up and tear the other party to pieces...

Fortunately, in the end, Sirius remembered that Ivan had spoken to him at the beginning, and it was very difficult to endure it, and it was too cheap to die like this, Peter...

He felt that Peter would have to endure torture, go through the agony of being imprisoned in Azkaban, and finally accept a Dementor kiss to be in line with Peter's behavior!

Thinking of this, Sirius extinguished the idea of killing Peter immediately, and after glaring at him viciously, he walked quickly to Ivan's bed, ready to put the note in his hand to Ivan's bedside.

Unexpectedly, when he leaned down, Ivan, who was asleep, suddenly opened his eyes.

Almost instantly, Ivan's wand was already on Sirius's neck, and white light flickered at the tip of the wand.

A sense of crisis that penetrated deep into the bone marrow suddenly surged into Sirius's mind, as if he was going to die in the next second, and he hurriedly stopped it.

"Hals... It's me! ”

"Sirius?" Ivan saw the appearance of the person in front of him clearly and breathed a sigh of relief.

As soon as Ivan opened his eyes before, he saw a somewhat emaciated figure standing beside his bed, almost thinking that someone wanted to assassinate him, and subconsciously moved.

"Yes, it's me! I haven't waited for you to come to me all this time, so I'll come to you myself! Sirius raised an eyebrow, his voice so low that Ivan could only faintly hear it even when he was so close.

Ivan was embarrassed, and he realized what he had forgotten in the past few days, it turned out that Sirius, who was wandering around the school, had forgotten about it.

However, he can't be blamed entirely for this, after all, he has been doing one thing after another since the beginning of the school year, first busy improving the polyjuice potion, and then returning to fighting Bock's men twice three months ago.

Now that I'm finally back, I have to think about merging the third bloodline, and I'm looking for Boggart all over the castle, so I forgot to go out and meet Sirius.

Sirius could naturally tell from Ivan's expression what was going on, but now was not the time to talk this nonsense.

"Time is of the essence, let's make a long story short! I've been in Tumbledown Alley for a while after you're gone, and you're not going to know who I've met in Tumbledown Alley," Sirius said quickly.

Who? Althea? Ivan thought to himself...

At this moment, an unusually harsh voice came from the other side!

Squeak squeak!

At the head of Ron's bed, the gray mouse had opened its eyes, looked at the figure standing in front of Ivan's bed in fear, and let out a frightened cry from its mouth.

Soon Harry, Neville, and the others were awakened from their sleep, and Ron yawned and cursed in exasperation. "Spotted.. Stop screaming? Spotted! ”

However, the speckled screams did not stop, and Ron did not speak again, his eyes were immediately attracted by the tall figure in the dormitory, and a chill rushed over his heart, and he immediately thought of the newspaper he had read when he came to school...

That crazy man who always wanted to kill Harry!

And only he would have infiltrated at this time...

"Ah!!h

Ron's screams soon echoed through the dormitory, triggering a chain reaction that caused Harry, Neville, and the others in the same dormitory to scream in shock.

Sirius's face changed drastically, he knew his current identity as a fugitive, and he must not be caught until the truth was revealed!

So when Ron spotted him, Sirius was already in action, taking advantage of the chaos and darkness of the night, he threw a small note into Ivan's hand, turned his head and rushed out...

Before escaping, Sirius didn't forget to look at the damn mouse again, and the fierce gaze made Spotted fall into great fear!

It screamed wildly, scurrying out of Ron's grasp, making a mess of the already chaotic dorm...

"Spotted, where are you going! Spotted! Even though Ron was scared into a cold sweat, he didn't forget to care about his beloved mouse.

But the frightened Peter Pettigrew didn't dare to stay in the dormitory, and because Sirius had just gone out of the doorway, Peter didn't dare to go there, and finally jumped out of the window vent in a daze!

"No, Spotted, come back!" Seeing this scene, Ron's heart tugged and he shouted heartbreakingly...

Peter Pettigrew, who jumped from the window, had been woken up by the midnight wind, but he wasn't too worried.

In his current form as a rat, he can't fall to death if he falls at this height, at most he will suffer some injuries.

Peter was even more afraid to stay in the dormitory, for he remembered that when he had just woken up, he vaguely saw Sirius talking to the little wizard named Ivan Hals.

Although he didn't hear the specifics, the situation was enough to make him feel panicked, so he would rather risk falling and get hurt than choose freedom!

Unfortunately, just as Peter was enjoying his freedom in the wind, a faint voice came from above.

"Spotted flying!"

Peter Pettigrew panicked when he found himself falling at a halt and then pulled by some force and flew upwards at a faster speed.

It's a flying spell! When Peter Pettigrew realized it was too late, he flew all the way back to his bedroom, a hand reaching over and grabbing his tail.

Peter Pettigrew looked up with difficulty, but Ivan's delicate face was like a demon's face in his eyes, and a sense of fear hit his heart.

"Forget it!" Ivan held his wand against the gray-black rat and whispered softly.

Ivan's voice and movements were not noticeable in the dark and chaotic dormitory, as Neville's shouting never stopped, and the noise outside the door drowned out his voice.

Peter Pettigrew, who was close at hand, could hear it clearly, and an inexplicable sense of familiarity came to his heart.

Again... Again?

Before falling asleep, the thought crossed Peter's mind, and he soon realized that it was probably not the first time he had been struck by the Oblivion Charm.

How many things have you forgotten?!

Peter gasped at the thought of this, and the biting cold wind of the night could not compare to the chill that rose from the bottom of his heart.

With a flash of white light, the gray-black mouse's body shook and passed out, and a tear slowly slipped down its eye socket...