Living peacefully at Hogwarts

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Good guy, I really don’t have any time to spare!

Of course, in the eyes of outsiders, his identity as a "public lover" is a stone hammer.

Even after Krum's dance partner skipped the opening dance, they looked eagerly into the field, and Krum looked dark.

"Go if you want."

But he didn't get angry, just waved helplessly.

Can't win...

He could see it, no matter what, he couldn't win.

I don't know if they had enemies in their previous life, the damn Klein Grindelwald always seemed to be against him.

Krum was wronged.

Krum has nowhere to say yet.

After all, his principal Igor Karkaroff was beaten up.

Alas, the only one who can cure Klein Grindelwald is the great wizard like Dumbledore.

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Krum looked at the back of his female companion, and his mind flashed.

Yeah, how did you forget that person.

But soon, he shook his head fiercely, as if trying to get those dangerous ideas out of his head.

"No way, no way, why would I think so, it's not right..."

He muttered to himself in the corner, his voice getting lower and lower.

Finally, Krum raised his head and looked firmly at the most beautiful cub on the dance floor, seemingly made up a certain determination.

There will be no other answers.

Only Sauron can help him gain his lost dignity!

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Azkaban prison.

Winter is getting harder and harder.

"Sneez."

Peter Perudi was wrapped in a thin sheet, but he couldn't resist the cold.

He opened his eyes laboriously and reached out to touch his eyelashes-there was a thin layer of ice on them.

"Yes...Is there anyone...help me..."

Peter felt that if this continued, he would freeze to death.

So he shouted laboriously.

Unfortunately, this is a place where hope is abandoned. Pain and despair are the best nourishment.

Until his voice was hoarse and he couldn't speak anymore, no one came over even to look at him.

Peter gritted his teeth and said nothing.

He only regrets now.

Of course, he does not regret what happened back then.

He just regretted why he was so careless and caught by the Ministry of Magic — he had known it would be like this, so he made an excuse to look after the house on the day the Dark Lord attacked the Ministry.

"Oh~"

Thinking of the Dark Lord, Peter sighed again.

Although he was branded with the "Dark Mark", he couldn't jump off Voldemort's big ship, but there was a saying that his unlucky master had been silent for too long, and he couldn't see his current form.

Not to mention the lawless Sauron, even the European Ministry of Magic could not help but mention the "little devil" at Hogwarts, Peter felt that if the Dark Lord came in front of others, he would be beaten up.

"Be more sober, now is not the time when you were rampant in England more than ten years ago!"

If possible, Peter really wanted to shout this sentence in front of Voldemort.

But unfortunately, he didn't have the guts and would not have this opportunity.

If nothing happens, Azkaban will be the last stop of his life...

Unwilling, fearful.

All kinds of emotions were brewing in his heart, and Peter bumped his teeth, still reluctant to give up the last fluke.

"Is there anyone...help...forgive me..."

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It is not appropriate to say that it is a "person", to be precise, it is a dementor whose whole body is covered under a tattered cloak.

"leave me alone!"

Seeing the dementor, Peter screamed, and even his pale, fat face was distorted.

These monsters who only know to absorb positive emotions will turn themselves into an empty shell!

The dementor stared with interest at Peter who was curled up in the corner and screamed, like he was looking at the roast pig on the dinner table tonight.

However, it is not time to "eat", so it can only fly away lightly.

Seeing the dementor go away, Peter seemed to have just been fished out of the water, his back soaked with cold sweat.

When the wind blows, he feels like falling into an ice cave.

"I don't know how Sirius has survived so many years... Hehe..."

Peter smiled sorrowfully, gnawing nervously at his hands that lacked fingers.

In a trance, he seemed to hear Voldemort's whisper.

"Peter...my servant..."

"The Dark Lord?"

Peter responded subconsciously, suddenly aroused.

No, this is not an illusion.

"Peter, my servant."

There was another sound, and the whispers in his mind became clearer and clearer.

Peter was so frightened that he went to the iron fence and looked around. Seeing that there was no one around, he swallowed and spit to moisten his dry and dumb voice, and held the "Black Mark" on his left arm.

"Master, Peter is here, Peter has been waiting for your contact."

"Very good... my faithful servant..."

Voldemort looked weak and spoke intermittently.

Peter was patient and felt a fire burning in his chest.

This is the only chance to escape Azkaban now, he must not miss it!

"Come to me...I'm in the original...original place..."

original place?

Hearing this, Peter looked a little at a loss.

The Dark Lord is talking about the Black Forest of Balgeria.

Was this severely injured by Sauron and returned to that hidden place?

As his eyes rolled, he pretended to be respectful and responded in a low voice.

"Master, I want to help you, but now I am trapped in Azkaban!"

Lao Tzu has been imprisoned for a year, and now he half-deadly thinks of Lao Tzu?

Peter was very angry, but he was still embarrassed.

"They knew that I was an illegal "Animags" and I couldn't escape."

"I know...I will use my last magical power to help you lift the ban, and you will run away when you see the opportunity...After that, I will fall asleep, and you will come to me... ..."

Voldemort seemed to have planned everything long ago and spoke methodically.

After the word fell, before Peter could reply, a cold and pure magic power descended on Peter through the "Black Mark".

Peter was overjoyed in his heart and turned around, turning into a big mouse with a slightly gray coat.

"Come to me...you must come to me...you know...I hate betrayers..."

When Voldemort fell into a deep sleep, he repeatedly told Peter to come to him after he escaped from prison.

But now, where Peter can hear other words, stepping on four short legs is a rush.

Running with the wind and freedom is the direction~

He has never felt so powerful before!

That is the call of a better life.

He, Peter Perudi, is about to leave the cage and return to freedom!

"Squeak!"

He was so excited that the rat screamed.

But no one cares about a rat running wildly-Azkaban has nothing else, there are so many rats.

Peter ran all the way, and finally ran out of Azkaban's gate.

He is free!