"What are you talking about, Severus!" Peter's brow furrowed slightly, he had to bring out the majesty of Dean Gryffindor, which he could take as an insult to him from Snape. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Humph!" Snape snorted, he didn't like Peter's questioning tone very much.

"I advise you to open your eyes and see where you are!"

"Where is this?" Peter repeated, the cold wind of the night blowing through Peter's body, and the cold feeling made him shiver unconsciously.

His head seemed to be clearer.

Peter rubbed his cheeks, he felt something strange about his face, it seemed to be much fatter than before.

He opened his eyes, and the night of Hogwarts came into Peter's vision, and he seemed to understand something, and his impression was still stuck in the revelry of the Three Broomsticks Bar and the beautiful ladies who celebrated him.

"Where is this?" Peter muttered, and he glanced around quickly, Dumbledore, Connelius Fudge, Harry Potter and his friends, all of them were there, but with one more Severus.

"Stump is still in the Three Broomsticks?" Peter said, "The revelry is still going on, but why does this look so much like the Hogwarts Tower, Harry?" Peter asked, uncertain.

"This is the tower of Hogwarts, Mr. Peter Pedirul!" Dumbledore said, "and you look confused. ”

"Headmaster Dumbledore, oh no, Mr. Dumbledore......" Peter said, "what did you bring me here for? and Minister Cornelius Fudge, didn't you say that you had something important to do at the Ministry of Magic today that you couldn't take time to congratulate?"

Fudge didn't speak, he just stared at Peter with an ugly face, his gaze scanning back and forth between Peter and Sirius, as if he were measuring something.

"Congratulations?" said Dumbledore, "I'd love to hear anything worthy of the Minister of Magic's personal congratulations." ”

"Mr. Dumbledore?" Peter hesitated, feeling very strange, "today is not my day as Head of Gryffindor, and you are still at my celebratory dinner, what?"

"Head Gryffindor?" Harry cried in disbelief, "Are you kidding, how could you possibly be Head of Gryffindor, are you sure you're not kidding us?"

"Harry!" Peter looked at him angrily, "how can you talk to me like that, I'm your godfather......"

"Sirius is my godfather!" Harry said quickly, "and you're nothing but a lowly wretched, filthy traitor!"

Peter's face flushed, and he wanted to stand up and teach him a lesson about his disobedient godson, but the stiffness of his legs made him a little unsteady on his feet.

"You're really in a dream, Peter!" an eerie voice came from Peter Pettigrew's side, startling him, the voice was so familiar, he had heard it countless times, and he was faintly afraid of the owner of the voice.

He turned around quickly, and his eyes, which had been slightly closed, suddenly widened to the maximum limit, and he was very surprised.

"Little ...... Sirius Black......" Peter said. "Aren't you supposed to be in Azkaban?"

"yes, I did spend some time there," Sirius nodded, "If you don't show up today, I'll be taken back there by Minister Fudge in a little while, and I have to thank you for standing in front of me alive." ”

"How so!" Peter clutched his head with a bit of a headache, and he re-energized it.

There's nothing wrong with Hogwarts here, but what has changed is that he's become fat again, and Harry seems to be a lot smaller.

He looked down at his clothes and arms, the shabby gray leather coat, the hair on his entire palm that had grown from the years of maintaining his Animagus form, and the bare skin was gray, as if it had just been pulled out of lime.

His body slumped unconsciously, and an extra memory came out of thin air in his mind, like that bad dream.

In the dream, he was the Weasley rat, he betrayed the Potters, he was the Dark Lord's servant, and then, he was screaming at the shack, and he remembered controlling Ron to fire an Avada Curse, and ......

There is also the transformed Lupin, he doesn't know which one is the real Lupin, and in his impression, Lupin's werewolf problem has been completely solved by him, and he invented the wolf poison potion.

However, in the extra memory, the problem of Lupin's transformation into a werewolf still exists, and he seems to have been caught, and escaped with the help of the transformation of the werewolf Lupin.

He was a mouse, and he was constantly shuttling through the Forbidden Forest, and he remembered going to the place the Dark Lord had pointed out to him, the ruins, where there was a dry well, and he jumped into it......

Peter suddenly became very flustered, he vaguely felt that this was the real thing, and that his status as the head of Gryffindor House was dreaming.

He was beating himself like crazy, if it was a nightmare, he just wanted to wake up quickly, he didn't want to stay here like this, so scared.

"......No," wailed Peter, "you must be dead!"

Ignoring his discomfort, Peter jumped in front of Sirius, his hand clutching the fence that separated him from Sirius, and the feeling of it drove him insane.

"Damn it, Peter. Sirius said, "You filthy traitor!"

Sirius roared, and he jerked his hand out of the iron fence, grabbing Peter Pettigrew by the collar.

"Let go of me, you scum!" Peter Pettigrew roared, "you should be dead, I've done a perfect job, I'm the first class recipient of the Order of Merlin, and you, you're just a filthy prisoner, you deserve to die in Azkaban!"

Peter yelled, and he slapped Sirius's arm off with his hand, and he groped around with it, but he couldn't find his wand for a long time.

He jerked his hand up, he wanted to cast an Arvada Death Charm, but it was obviously impossible for Dumbledore to do so.

In fact, Peter was only halfway through his incantation, but Fudge, who had been staying on the sidelines, stopped him at the least.

A simple knockback spell could interrupt the unsuspecting Peter Pettigrew, and that's exactly what he did, no matter who Sirius was, the three unforgivable spells were all prescribed by the Ministry of Magic, and even if Peter Pettigrew was innocent, what he had done just now would be enough to keep him in Azkaban forever.