Roast beef, roast chicken, pork chops, lamb chops, steaks, boiled potatoes, baked potatoes, fried potatoes, all kinds of potatoes Roger did not refuse to come, leaving no grass as far as his eyes could see, and Hermione had the foresight to put his favorite dish on the plate in advance. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The teachers and students of the school were shocked by his speed and ability to eat, and in order not to waste food, Roger even secretly stabbed himself twice with a knife.

After dinner, Dumbledore got up and made a few precautions, and then directed everyone to sing the school song.

Unlike the slow funeral march of the Weasley brothers, Roger's choice of wedding dress is sharp and penetrating, full of strange torments to everyone's eardrums.

At the end of the song, only Dumbledore applauded the loudest: "Music, it's more glamorous than everything we've done here!It's bedtime, let's go back to sleep." ”

Percy, the prefect, led the freshmen to the Gryffindor common room, and Roger was about to go to the old Deng's office, so he sat on the stool and didn't move.

He breathed hard with a long mouth, his brow furrowed and he looked uncomfortable.

Hermione walked behind and asked with concern, "Are you alright, Roger?"

Not only was it too much, half of the Gryffindor table was rounded by Roger alone, which caused the dessert to be snatched up by the students of the Lion House.

"Hah...... Ha......" Roger gasped, "I feel a little hungry in my stomach......"

"......" Hermione.

Professor McGonagall walked over with her sorting hat and looked at Roger with a complicated look in her eyes, "Let's go, I'll take you to the Headmaster's office, Miss Granger had better follow your prefect." ”

Hermione left worriedly, and Roger got up with his stomach on his stomach and followed Professor McGonagall's footsteps.

They silently turned a corner and stopped in front of a huge stone monster.

"This statue is really ugly and new. Roger commented.

"Mint hard candy. The professor didn't say a word, but gave a password.

The monster suddenly came to life and jumped to the side, the wall behind it splitting in half, and behind it was a spiral staircase, slowly moving upward, like an escalator.

Professor McGonagall led Roger up, the wall closed again, and the two of them climbed up the stairs until they stopped at a gleaming oak door, a griffon-shaped brass knocker gleaming.

Dumbledore's office was a large, beautiful circular room, filled with all sorts of funny little voices, and portraits of the old headmaster stood looking at the thin-legged table in the room.

The blood-stained rat lay on it, and only the slight heaving of its chest proved that it was still alive.

Dumbledore and Snape cautiously looked at the rat's wounds that they had magically treated.

"You haven't undone his transformation yet?" Roger stepped forward.

"Is he really Pettigrew, Peter?" Snape gripped the table gloomily, knuckles turning white from too much force.

"The complete transformation of Animagus from a human to another animal is a subtle and complex magic. Dumbledore explained, "It's safer for someone who is also proficient in this magic to do the disengagement, after all, this little thing doesn't seem to be able to withstand much tossing." Minerva, please. The latter sentence was addressed to Professor McGonagall.

Professor McGonagall put the Sorting Hat away and drew her wand, pointing it at the mouse on the table, the wand glowing blue-white, the mouse hanging in the air, his mutilated body writhing wildly, controlling the way he was lowered to the ground, like a fast shot of a tree growing, first his head and then his limbs, and in a few moments, a man with no hands or feet oozing blood from his crotch was spread on the ground.

Peter looked stocky and stocky, with thin, unkempt hair and a large bald patch on top, and he was motionless and breathless.

Although the rat form feels pitiful, after becoming a human, this posture makes people feel terrifying.

"Is it really him? the ...... who follows Potter and Blake's ass all day long Isn't he dead?" Professor McGonagall looked at Peter as he slumped on the ground, before she could figure out what was going on.

Dumbledore stepped forward to check Peter's condition and said to Snape, "He's not in a good state, go get some potion." ”

Snape grimaced, ignoring the Headmaster's words, instead staring at Peter Pettigrew's cuffs, which curled up in his posture and revealed a small section of the Dark Mark on the inside of his arm.

Lao Deng also saw this black tattoo during the inspection, and his brows were furrowed and he thought for a moment: "Severus, we have to make him sober up first." ”

Snape turned and walked away quickly, his flying cloak lining him like a big bat.

Taking advantage of the fact that no one cared about him, Roger was holding a small bottle under Fawkes's eyes, and his other hand was already grasping the beautiful tail feathers of the phoenix.

"Ahem...... Dumbledore coughed, interrupting the boy's action of stealing chickens, "Mr. Collins, I have a few questions that I would like you to help me answer. ”

Roger let go of the phoenix and almost succeeded, but it fell short!

"You ask, it depends on my mood whether I say it or not. The boy looked unhappy.

"How did you find out that this mouse was Peter Pettigrew, where did you find him, I want you to tell me exactly what happened. Old Deng asked the boy kindly.

Roger rolled up his sleeves unhurriedly, picked up the sugar jar from Dumbledore's table and shook it, "I'm a little too lazy to tell you this question......"

"But for the sake of these sugars......" he unscrewed the jar, grabbed a handful of candies and threw them into his mouth to eat, "You must know that I am very hungry, and when I am hungry, I want to eat everything. ”

"The main ingredient is a mouse, and I was just trying to handle the ingredients, but you know, it's not my mouse, and I've heard a lot about this rat from its owner. ”

"Super long life, the right timeliness, humanized expression, the danger concept of judging the situation, tsk...... None of them look like ordinary animals. ”

"The information about the Potter family, which is written in many books, is very detailed, the hero who defeated the Great Devil - the Harry Potter family...... If you don't go back to eight generations of his ancestors, I'm sorry for the sacred term of reporter. ”

"Plus the Weasleys, an alternative pure-blood family, are well-informed and have access to insider information more than any other wizarding family... All the clues together point to him, Peter Pettigrew...... Although I don't mind eating it regardless of whether he is a human or a mouse, you can also see that the amount of meat before and after his transformation is so different, it is a shame to eat it without letting him change back into human form......"

"You can't expect someone who has only had a wand for a month to crack the transformation of Animagus, ......"

It's all nonsense!

The last half of the sentence was swallowed back into Roger's stomach.