Chapter 144: Peter Pettigrew
"It should have been propped up when he recovered," Betty walked up to him
"It's now certain that Spotted is Peter Pettigrew. Sirius spotted his Animagus form when he saw a picture of the Ron family in the newspaper. Hermione said
"That explains why he chased Hogwarts and wanted to enter the Gryffindor common room." Harry cleared his mind
"I can't believe it! There was a murderer who had lived in our house for more than ten years" Despite his mental preparation, Ron was still a little afraid.
"What's the matter with the blood and hair here?" Harry wondered
"Blindfolding. Twelve years ago, he cut off a finger to save his life, and now he wants to do it again. Looking at the appearance of this scene, it is estimated that he wants to blame Crookshan. Ivey calmly analyzed
"Draw snakes. The map of the living point is gone, and this one is still being made. Betty said coldly
"He's jumping off the wall in a hurry. Harry gets a map of the living spots, but anyone who opens it can spot him at a glance. And he knew we were already suspicious of him, as Ron proved by putting him in the cage. Not looking for a chance to escape is a dead end. β
"Bastard! I even want to blame Crookshan! Crookshank didn't know where to go yesterday and didn't come back in the evening. Now I'm sleeping in my bed. Hermione scolded at first. Then he said a little discouraged, "What now?" Peter Pettigrew could escape to any corner, and it was impossible to find a mouse on this planet. Even if the mouse is missing a toe. β
"No, it didn't escape, it should still be at Hogwarts." Ivy thought for a moment and said negatively
"Yes. If it wants to escape, Sirius should escape when it escapes. Can't wait," Betty agreed
And it takes away the map of the living spot to illustrate that even more. This thing is useless anywhere else but Hogwarts. β
"But why would it risk staying at Hogwarts? Just leave and go anywhere, no one will find it. Hermione was puzzled
"The reason for this is not clear for the time being. But Blake seemed to be sure that it wouldn't run, and chased after him with just one photo. β
"Even so. But Hogwarts isn't small, so where will it hide? Harry said
"Anything is possible. It now holds a map of the living spots, and it knows everything Hogwarts is doing. Maybe look at the map and taunt us right now. β
"Perverted!" Hermione scolded angrily, immediately feeling uneasy.
"Uh-Hermione, it's just your name on the map. I can't see anything else," Harry explained, a little awkwardly. After all, he wanted to use it like this.
"One more thing. It's the black dog you sawβ" Ivy turned to Harry
"Got a result?" Harry and Ron were overjoyed. They are more concerned about it
"There's a guess. If Peter Pettigrew is an Animagus, will Black also have an Animagus? β
"You want to say that black dog is Blake!" Harry reacted
"Impossible!" Ron didn't believe it
"Why can't it be? Did that black dog hurt you? β
"Nope"
"That's not over"
"If that's the case, it would explain why Blake was able to escape the Dementors." Hermione whispered
"So he's been in Azkaban for 12 years and still has his sanity, because the Dementors don't pay attention to a dog." Betty also took the lead
"Right"
β.... Let's say you're right. But now the live map is gone, and there is no way to find Blake to verify it. Harry was convinced
"It doesn't have to be Blake himself, have you forgotten the moon face?" Ivey reminded
"Professor Lupin!" Harry's eyes lit up
"He should be able to verify our guesses"
"What are you waiting for? Walk! Find Professor Lupin," Ron pulled Harry to his feet and ran out
"Don't go!" Hermione let out an excited roar
The two were stopped, stopped and turned around, "What's wrong?" β
"Lupin taught him .... He.... It's not - it's not comfortable," Hermione stammered in a panic
"He's not feeling well, what are you panicking about?" Harry looked at her suspiciously
"Because.... Because...," Hermione looked unnaturally to the left and right
"Say!" Ron walked up to her and looked her in the eye, "Are you hiding something from us?" β
"I didn't!" Hermione said stiffly
"Liar! The last time Professor Lupin was uncomfortable, you kept it a secret. Tell us ifβhuh...."Ron rubbed his hands and looked like he was about to get started.
But Ivy won't let him get his wish, "You just tell them"
"But Lupin taught himβ"
"It's okay, they won't mind."
"You two know that too?" Harry stared blankly at Ivey and Betty
"I knew. It was Erin who told us, "Throw the pot at Mother again."
Seeing this, Ron directly took out his wand and pointed it at his head, "Do you say it!" β
"Okay, okay, you put the knife firstβnoβyou put the wand down first"
"This news is a bit shocking, it's better for you to sit down first," Ivy said
"Tskββ!" Hearing this, Ron frowned, and the arm he had just put down was about to be raised again.
"Stop! I say. Professor Lupin is a werewolf."
"What!" The two of them took off excitedly
"What a joke! How could Professor Lupin be a werewolf! Harry's voice was shrill and piercing
"Did you just make up a story to fool me!" Ron took aim at himself again
"I've copied the Werewolf section of the Defence Against the Dark Arts textbook a few times. I ask you, what are werewolves most afraid of? β
"Full moon," Ron replied immediately
"Why?"
"Because on a full moon night, their transformation is uncontrolled and they lose their minds."
"Correct. Let me ask you again, what did Boggart become when he faced Professor Lupin? β
"A silver ball," Harry thought for a moment, "No! Is that.... Moon! β
"Remember last month, when Professor Lupin was unwell?"
"Full moon night," Harry muttered
Actually, you may not know. It's not just the 15th day of the eighth month of the lunar calendar that is the night of the full moon, in fact, every month. This thing is like a great aunt, it will be out of control for two days every month, and no one can stand it. That's why Lupin couldn't go out to work.
"And what day is it?"
"Full Moon Night"
"So-"
"So Professor Lupin is a werewolf" The two finally accept this fact
"Let's look for it when the holiday is over"
"That's all there is to it," Ron nodded
"By the way," Harry seemed to remember, "Professor Lupin said that Snape had helped him make a potion, and it worked pretty well. β
"Wolf poison potion. Even if you transform on a full moon night, you can keep the werewolf sane. Erin had worked for Lupin before. β
With everything to say, Ivy prepared to leave.
"It's nothing, let's go first. Remember, don't talk about Professor Lupin. βγ
"You're leaving? What about Pettigrew? β
"No way yet. I'll have to think about it and wait until school starts. β
.....
Time went back six hours to Harry in their bedroom.
"Boom ββ!" After a crisp cracking sound, a short and stocky figure appeared in the room.
He was short in stature, and his dirty clothes looked even more embarrassing than Lupin's. Small eyes are shiny, hair is sparse and gray, dull and dull, and there is a large patch of alopecia areata on the top of the head. He has a mouse-like face, a pointed nose, and a missing index finger on his right hand.
"Hey, hey... Almost... Almost," he muttered nervously, picking up the parchment roll on the bed.
"That boy... Hee-hee... It's definitely a hidden danger," he gently unfolded, "It's okay... It's so timely."
"With you... I'll be safe... No... Inadequate... That boy... It's so smart... He'll find my... And the cat."
"First... Plan it..."
"Calm down and think about it... Peter... You will succeed... Hey... The whole world has been deceived by you... Ha ha... It's just a couple of hairy kids."
As he spoke, Pettigrew bit his finger and spilled blood.
"I need time... Beware of those brutes."
....
The holidays passed quickly, and Ivey and Betty returned to school. At this time, the young wizards are on their way to the hunting ground for a lesson in the protection of magical beasts.
"What the hell! Hit me in mud again," Ron flicked his leg angrily
The weather in London in January is cold and damp. The little wizards had just come out of the warm lounge, and they looked reluctant. Walking through the muddy lawn, the footsteps are getting heavier and heavier, and the smell of mud and grass is still in the air.
"Did you tell Hagrid about Buckbeak?" Ivy slowed down
"No," Harry shook his head irritably, "we've been talking about Pettigrew for the past two days. And the Quidditch match is almost underway, and Wood came to me again last night, and I can't afford to lose this time. β
"Don't you have a firebow bolt? With your level paired with fire bolts, it's not a quack kill. β
"It's not a matter of strength, it's a Dementor. Wood was worried about that, too. For this reason, I made an appointment with Professor Lupin some time ago to find time to train me in the Patronus Charm. β
"Very good. Lupin's teaching is good, at least much better than my one. β
"It's just the right opportunity to ask Professor Lupin to confirm our suspicions." Hermione chimed in
Although this is a difficult journey, it is worth the money. Hagrid finally brought something different today.
"It's cold," Hagrid smiled at the crowd and patted the iron box at his feet, "Don't be afraid, we're going to bake the fire today." β
So saying, he went to the fence and picked up some firewood. Buckbeak was also tethered to the ground, looking at Hagrid curiously.
"Hermione, make a fire," Hagrid said after piling the firewood near the iron box.
"Hmm," Hermione pulled out her wand. As the tip of the cane flickered, the firewood was lit.
"Thank you" Hagrid turned and opened the iron box, picked it up and dumped it on the ground.
A group of small orange lizards fell out. They probed their heads around, and when they felt the warmth of the fire, they immediately crawled over and plunged directly into the flames.