"What do you want to do now?" Dumbledore asked calmly.

"Go back to sleep!" Madara smiled.

“……”

The professors looked at each other, Peter breathed a sigh of relief, now he would rather accept the trial of the Ministry of Magic than face Madara, he was hiding well, who would have thought that the youngest son of the Weasley family went to school and brought him to Hogwarts, but Peter was not worried, he was an Animagus matter, no one knew about Hogwarts, and even if anyone knew, everyone thought he was dead.

Everything is beautiful, Peter is on the train to Hogwarts, nostalgic for his lost youth, met the boy who will not die, Peter's heart is very complicated, Voldemort threatened him, if he did not tell the address of the Potters, he would be difficult to die, in the dilemma of life and death and the choice of betraying his friends, Peter chose to betray his best friend, when he heard the death of the Potters, he felt guilty, but he had no time to blame himself, and the angry Sirius came to the door.

The two fought, and Peter lost a finger and used the golden cicada to break his shell, making Sirius think he was dead, and Sirius was imprisoned in Azkaban by wizards who didn't know the truth.

But at that time, Sirius was already determined to die, he thought that he had killed Peter and avenged the Potters, Sirius was imprisoned in the most murderous prison in the wizarding world, and there was no complaint in his heart, if he hadn't changed the secret to Peter, his good friend would not have died, and Sirius, who was extremely remorseful, was in the company of the Dementors every day, ready to spend the rest of his life to atone for his sins.

Peter, who heard Sirius go to prison, secretly rejoiced in his heart. At the same time, there was some disdain, the four of them back then, Sirius was handsome and strong. It can be said that everywhere he goes is admiration, and he is like a goblin, ugly and tiresome, if it weren't for the Potter three to accept him, I'm afraid he didn't have a friend when he went to Hogwarts.

Peter stayed with the trio and behaved well. But when I am alone, I often lament the injustice of the world, and sometimes I am jealous of three people. Even the poor Lupin is the object of his jealousy, although Lupin is very poor, but he is still very handsome in appearance, and often accosted by girls. He was the only one like a rat in the gutter. Nobody cares.

Although he was a little jealous of his three good friends, Peter still didn't do anything excessive, just when he thought that everything was like this, Sirius gave up the secret man, and he became Potter's secret man, and things were different from then on, Peter couldn't understand why the mighty Voldemort was defeated at the hands of a baby. He looked closely at it for a while, and felt that Harry Potter was nothing special. It's just a little wizard who grew up in the Muggle world, and he's not even as good as Ron.

Just when Peter lost interest in Harry and wanted to doze off, Malfoy came, Peter saw the pale blonde hair, and immediately guessed the identity of Draco, seeing Draco's arrogant appearance, Peter was like eating a fly, and felt very disgusting, Lucius was also this virtue back then, these two deserve to be father and son, it is simply better than blue.

Peter simply closed his eyes, out of sight and out of mind, hearing Harry and Malfoy arguing, Peter supported Harry for the first time in his heart, and soon little Malfoy left angrily, and the box returned to calm, just as Peter was resting, the sound of talking woke him up again.

Peter hid under his seat and stared at the man, very jealous in his heart, this man was a young professor of Defence Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts, and he was so handsome that he even surpassed Sirius.

"Maybe it's the eldest young master of which family!" Peter was disdainful in his heart, but when he saw the man's indifferent eyes, his heart trembled, and at that moment, he had a feeling that he had been seen through, and when he came back to his senses, he quickly hid in the shadows, not daring to show a trace of strangeness, this professor was not as simple as he thought.

After a while, a little girl walked in and talked to Harry and Ron, and Peter eavesdropped on the conversation between the three of them, trying to find some useful news, but he was destined to be disappointed, and the little girl had also come to inquire about it.

Just when Peter was secretly worried, the train had arrived at Hogwarts, all the students on the train got off the train, and their luggage and pets were left on the bus.

Peter lay on the soft bed in the men's bedroom, like a dream, it seemed to go back to twenty years ago, but unfortunately the excitement and joy could not come back, there was a trace of sadness in Peter's heart, resentment of the injustice of the sky, others are beautiful, his life is really like a mouse, forever living in the shadows, hiding everywhere, in order to live, even betraying his friends.

Just as Peter was about to fall asleep, suddenly the scene changed, he appeared in a dark place, Peter was so shocked that he was about to make a move, when countless wooden bars suddenly appeared on the ground, binding him to death.

Peter was terrified, and suddenly a gentle voice came in his ear, one he knew very well, Professor Madara, who had met him on the train.

Peter was both frightened and curious, and as Madara spoke, the curiosity in Peter's heart vanished, leaving only fear, and the boundless darkness enveloped him, and the moment he saw the light, he saw the dense students in the audience, and Peter knew that he was finished.

"Professor Madara, since you're all right, please return your wand to Albus!" McGonagall broke the silence, and the Headmaster of Hogwarts was humiliated by a new professor who had taken his wand, but McGonagall could understand that Madara's two-wand magic had made history and would have been horrified and unguarded against anyone who saw it.

"I'll play for a few days first, and I'll give it to him when I have time!" Madara laughed.

"Professor Madara......" McGonagall frowned slightly.

"Minerva!" Dumbledore spoke to stop McGonagall from continuing, only he and Madara knew about the Elder Wand, but Madara did not flatly refuse, leaving Dumbledore puzzled, thinking of the Philosopher's Stone, Dumbledore felt as if he had caught something, but he still didn't understand anything.

"You use my wand first, the strength is still good!" Madara stretched out his hand, and the holly wand on the ground fell to Dumbledore's hand, and the other holly wand had already been withdrawn from the Divine Power Space by him.

"I'll go back first, goodbye!" Madara smiled and nodded to the professors, many of them had stiff smiles on their faces, and Peter lay motionless on the ground, begging Madara to leave quickly. (To be continued......)

PS: Thanks for the tips of 'Lyich', 'Please call me little brother', 'Starch at first', and 'Call me Imperial later'!

Tomorrow I will reveal some things about Qin Shi, the fifth of the book has not yet arrived, and you may sometimes feel inexplicable, because I also have to set up some suspense.