Hearing Sylvie's true feelings, Peter felt as if his chest and abdomen were connected to some abyss, causing his heart to fall uncontrollably.

Fortunately, the next sentence after that pulled him back to heaven.

"Forget it, it's better to be obedient than that little ghost. Find enough blood to eat, and I will give you the supreme gift, wealth, strength, longevity, or any other ambition."

I don't know if it's because he has been kneeling for too long, the blood is piling up in his brain, or if the other party's voice already contains demagogic power, after hearing Sylvie's promise, Peter's soul became confused in comfort, and even his mind fell into a haze for a while.

"If you dare to neglect the great Hecate, you will reap nothing but endless doom and torment."

After Sylvie's cold words, Peter didn't care.

He is not the fool of Ani, he has to abide by the ridiculous bottom line in the face of rare opportunities, as long as the other party can really fulfill his promise to him, Peter will do his best to satisfy him.

"It will take me two months to digest the flesh essence I just devoured to gain authority over this world, and you need to prepare the sacrifice before I wake up. Also, I love fresh flesh and blood, and don't fool the great Hekat with dead things."

Hearing this, Peter's body stiffened, today is May 8th, and the students have been on vacation after two months, and they can't enter without a suitable identity.

Originally, he wanted to hide next to the red-haired boy, anyway, the Forbidden Forest was extremely rich, and after hunting, he would give it to Hecate.

But now he had only two options, either find a way to regain his identity, or leave Ron before the student breaks and sneak into the Forbidden Forest to wait for Hekate to wake up.

A mouse that has lived for more than ten years, even if it suddenly disappears, it will not be too unacceptable.

When he left the Burrow eight months ago, he had no idea that he might never return.

A faint melancholy haunted his heart, and Peter sighed secretly, did he already make it his home......

I remember when I first arrived at the Weasleys' house, Percy was just a slug who would cry because he couldn't see his big brother at Hogwarts, and George and Fred's two unlucky children, although small, were very noisy.

Ron was just a little bit bigger, and Ginny hadn't even gotten into her mother's belly.

Now, it's finally time to part.

The warmth of the Weasley family made Peter sigh and feel a little nostalgic, but it did not shake his desire to leave in the slightest.

Maybe in the future, when they are sacrificed, Peter will feel a little sad in his heart, but as long as Hekate can fulfill his promise, then the final outcome will not change, and everyone on the Blue Star will and can only become his food for promotion.

As a gift, he would save them to the last page of the list of sacrifices.

"Ahh

Peter's fantasy was interrupted by a sudden pain, and he looked sideways, and fresh blood gushed out, staining his old robes red.

Peter stared at his left arm, where the round muttering flesh was nearly half gone, and the wound looked eerily smooth.

"Sure enough, you don't taste good. This piece of meat is to be taken as punishment for coming empty-handed, if I wake up and do not see the corresponding sacrifice......

Looking blankly at Sylvie's neck with obvious swallowing movements, even though he knew that Hekat was the boss of the evil camp, Peter was secretly surprised by her moody extreme ferocity.

But the other party still looked like she should have been, as if she had bitten Peter, just like a wolf eating a sheep and a sheep eating grass.

"Huh?"

Sylvie looked at Peter with a compulsive gaze, and snorted a long, disgruntled tone through his nose.

Peter hurriedly plunged his newly raised head back into the fallen leaves, not even daring to deal with the wound on his arm.

"Remember your promises, all things."

After another sentence, the black figure disappeared in place without a sound.

After looking up to confirm that Hekate had left, Peter hurriedly tended to the wound on his body.

Peter was secretly glad that although the wound looked horrible and there was no punishment attached to it

The power of the curse used by Aini.

Transforming Animagus can increase the infestation of magic on the body, and he has lived in the form of a mouse for a long time, although his body is somewhat deformed, and his body is stronger than that of wizards of the same period.

After a simple treatment, the wound is still oozing slightly, but with Peter's physique, there is no major problem, and the rest is just left to time.

After checking the bandage again, Peter turned the missing left sleeve around the wizard's robe and put his injured left arm into his right sleeve.

I don't know if it's deliberate or a coincidence, although the wound looks a little scary, it doesn't hurt the muscles and bones, and if you can bear the pain, you can still move.

It's just that the once loose robe is now a little tight, and in the process of tucking the missing piece of flesh into the left arm, it is inevitable to grin for a while.

"Clear water like a spring."

With the sound of a feeble incantation, Peter stuck his head in the water that appeared out of thin air, letting the tawny sewage fall down his cheeks and onto the ground.

Even without a wand, he was able to use some of the more proficient low-end spells, and although the power was a little unsatisfactory, it was enough to wash his face.

The cold water flowed, and Peter felt a little more energetic, and today his spirit was shaken several times, and he also suffered some injuries that were not light or serious, and at this time, after the string in his mind was loosened, the whole person was a little drowsy.

After a few sips of cold water, Peter wiped his face and once again abandoned his human identity.

He didn't want to leave Ron for a while, at least until his injuries healed, and Peter needed a safe and stable environment to be fed.

Due to the intact right sleeve given to the injured left arm, the right front leg of the mouse appears to be a little sparse, but it is normal to put it on a teenager mouse.

Leaning out of his left front leg, which was a little thinner but no obvious injury was visible, Peter gritted his teeth and took two steps, and then returned to the human state.

It hurts, it hurts too much.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on Peter's face again, and he planned to walk to the edge of the Forbidden Forest in human form, and then turn into a rat and wait for Ron in the auditorium.

Climbing the stairs was a nightmare for him right now, and God knows why the Gryffindor common room was on the tower.

While a bald man habitually hid in the shadows, near the treehouse quite far away, Aini extinguished the flames under the cauldron and threw a fresh piece of meat into the potion with disgust.

The red, white, and white strips of flesh disappeared under the greenish glow, and Sylvie patted his chest on the other side, feeling like a perverted ogre at the sight of this thing.

Soon after the flesh was put into the pot, the liquid surface, which had not boiled before, suddenly tumbled up, spewing out a large number of pale yellow bubbles.

Seeing this, Ani covered her nose and took a step back, this ancient recipe purchased by Nature's Breath clearly recorded that when it was boiled to the end, the smell was not very good.

Soon Ani realizes the power of "not smelling good", and when the first bubble bursts, the indescribable stench hits the soul in an instant.

In a trance, Aini seemed to see a wizard crawl out of the sewage, revealing eight shiny teeth to him.