Hogwarts of a certain magic

Chapter 493 Master, your most faithful servant is here!

You can search for "a magical Hogwarts novel (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapter!With his left hand, which was missing three fingers, Peter gently pushed the wooden door open.

All the wizards in the hotel stopped their movements and looked at this guy who was going to go deep into the forest braving the heavy rain.

Peter, who had always had experience in playing rats and dogs, returned to his cowardly appearance.Of course, this is also his true character, no acting skills at all.

He whispered: "It's so heavy rain... I met magical creatures halfway... almost never came back..."

This is true, Peter ran into a rune snake.

Rune snake is a kind of magical animal with three heads, born in Burkina Faso, a small African country.However, as snake eggs were stolen and sold, they appeared all over the world.

The snake was so fierce that Peter almost became his dessert.

It seems that the forests of Albania are a bit more dangerous than the prohibited forests.

"Just come back." Old Tom welcomed Peter in warmly.

Recently, the road has been closed due to heavy rain, and there are not many customers.The wizard in front of him was generous and paid twenty gallons in one go.

What Tom didn't know was that that was all Peter's belongings.

Let's put it this way, he has been a rat all these years, first stealing Arthur's private money, and then stealing Percy.

But you can’t steal it a few times.Percy is too cautious and has a good memory.

At that point, Nat, wishing to be two flowers.Every time he lost it, he became suspicious and sewed an inner pocket on his underwear.

Hide the money in it.

The bar is a little bit too heavy, and a bit dermabrasion... But it's safe!

Later, he became Ron's pet and started stealing his pocket money.

Regardless of Ron Ping's poor fashion, he also gives quill pens as Christmas gifts, the cheapest thing.

But he actually has a lot of private money.Especially in the past few years, the twins will send home a portion of Kanon every month.

Ron's pocket money naturally rose with the tide.

He is probably going to save money to buy something expensive at the Quidditch World Cup.

Unfortunately, all was taken away by Peter.

He also borrowed thirty gallons from Harry and four other roommates in the name of Ron.

The twins are rich, but they would not borrow without a valid reason.

Stark and Granger were richer, and Peter did not dare to borrow.

It's too late to avoid these two little ancestors, so how dare you get together to borrow money?

Maybe after borrowing a few times, someone noticed something abnormal.

Ron's friend profile was as narrow as Harry's, and only a few roommates could borrow it.Among them, Harry and Neville are still big heads.

So when he returned to school, Ron would suddenly find that the private money he had saved for several years was gone, and he owed a lot of debt!

Sleeping in Ron's bed, using his private money, and his best friend Harry... In-depth conversations every day until midnight.

Tsk tsk... Peter can row a boat even if he thinks about it!

The old tauren!

The witch stared at the wizard who entered, obviously stunned.

In recent years, her memory has had some problems.

William checked for her. Judging from the symptoms, it was either that her brain had been severely injured, or someone had used a powerful forgetting spell on her.

However, she remembered the memory of long ago clearly.

Such as Pettigrew Peter.

Some time ago, Bertha was naturally interested.

William exchanged information and told her that Peter was still alive.

The person in front of me... is obviously Peter!

The witch was excited, she was too interested in this kind of gossip.She wanted to know why Peter appeared here.

Peter was hiding in his hood, and he also felt the witch's sight.He felt that this person was familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was.

Isn't it the Auror who is coming after?

Peter was a little panicked and asked Tom to deliver the food, and then hurriedly walked towards his room.

After he left, the witch asked in a low voice, "Who is that person, who is still wandering outside so late?"

"He... his name is Ron... I heard he is a magical biologist." Tom shrugged.

"It is said to write a book "Fantastic Animals in a Bowl."

"Ron..." The witch squinted.

Is the trumpet used for going out these days?

"By the way, I don't know what your name is Miss..."

"Bertha, Bertha Jorkins!"

"Are you here to explore too?"

"No." Bertha shook her head."I'm here to visit relatives."

Her second cousin lives in Albania.She had already visited, and then she was going to visit an aunt in the south.

If it weren't for the heavy rain to block the road, she would have left.

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Bertha thought so.Otherwise she won't meet Peter yet.

"By the way, do you have an owl, boss?" Bertha asked.

"Where to go?" Old Tom asked cautiously.

Be careful!

Although he is far away in Albania, he is well informed, and he has also heard of the tragic experience of Tom, his colleague in the Broken Cauldron Bar.

He lent the owl to a wizard, who said it was sent to Newcastle.Tom thought it was Britain, but he flew to Newcastle, Australia!

The owl has been flying for a year and has not yet returned.

Such a stunned wizard, if old Tom saw him, he would have to kill him.

"Send to Venice... can it be delivered?"

"You need to cross the Adriatic Sea, owls can't work, you have to use seagulls." Old Tom replied.

Bertha nodded and quickly wrote a letter for Tom to send it away with a seagull, and then went back to the room.

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Peter sat in an armchair, finished the food Tom had brought, and thought for a while.

I have been looking for it for seven days, and I still found nothing.

He now seriously doubts whether the news of the mysterious man in Albania was caused by the boss Tom.

Peter raised his hands.He is now a real six-fingered piano demon...two hands plus one for six fingers.

Three of the left hand was cut off by William, and the one on the right hand was broken by him himself in order to blame Sirius.

ow!

A constant tearing sensation came from the left hand and the lower part of the body.The pain almost made him faint.

Peter shook his robe, and a group of mice fell.Under his communication, he continued to search for local rats in the forest.

Then he closed the heavy blinds and closed the curtains.Peter heated up the fire and blew out all the candles.

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At midnight,

Bertha opened the door cautiously and peeked inside.

After waiting for a moment, she quietly walked into the room and looked around, as if looking for something.

Walking through the room and onto the wooden bed, Bertha heard the squeaking of teeth, like a mouse biting something.

Suddenly she lifted the sheet, carrying a magic wand, her pupils shrank, but she didn't find Peter.

The squeaking teeth disappeared, and a mouse under the pillow sprang up and bit Bertha's finger hard.

Bertha was in pain, and the wand fell to the ground.

The mouse quickly grew in size in mid-air, a red light flashed by, and Bertha fell to the ground.

Peter carried his wand, but did not immediately kill Bertha.He was going to give the guy named Theon to the mysterious man.Now I have a better idea.

Squeaky.

A mouse got out of the floor.Follow Peter's hand and crawl to his ear.

After a while, his eyes lit up and he finally found it!

Turning Bertha into a groundhog and putting it in his pocket, Peter secretly left the room and dived into the night.

The heavy rain did not stop, and the rustle of the forest at night enveloped him.

Gradually deep into the forest, under the guidance of the mouse, he headed towards a certain place.

After walking for about four or five hours, Peter came to a spring.

This is a natural narrow pond, washed out by water in the clay, about two meters deep, surrounded by moss and tall honeycomb grass.

A small stream rushed out.

Peter has no time to breathe.It was pitch black, and the wand in his right hand lit up, and he touched a big oak tree that was bent towards the water.

Under the faint light, the outline of the oak tree was gray, and the leaves were slightly golden.

A huge hollow was dug out in the middle of the trunk.

"Master!" Peter called, "Are you there? Your most faithful servant has come looking for you."

After a while, a hoarse voice suddenly sounded.

"I'm so happy that I can hear the Death Eaters again! It's only been thirteen years since we met!

It's not too long with a flick of a finger, is it Wormtail?"

The voice was suddenly far and near, with an indescribable haziness, like an intangible thing floating around.

"So, Peter... did Dumbledore ask you to speak to me?"

His voice became cold.

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