Alchemy Black Technology at Hogwarts

Chapter 100 Three sentences, persuade Dumbledore
Pettigrew has been having a rough day lately.

Back in the summer vacation, the imprint on his left arm began to undergo some particularly disturbing changes-at first it was only a slight tingling, and Peter could choose to reassure himself that it was psychological.

But one night after the start of school, he suddenly felt that the imprint became hot, like a branding iron, which woke up the sleeping Peter.

Only one person can change the Dark Mark.

"But the Dark Lord died ten years ago."

Peter Peglou thought, but he couldn't be sure.

Stimulated by a deep sense of fear, Peter ran out of the Gryffindor tower in a panic.He was too scared, and he didn't know where to go, but he was running away subconsciously.

It was then that he met Quirinus Quirrell.At that time, Quirrell was standing furtively in the passage on the fourth floor, looking at the small locked corridor from a distance.

"Of course it will be hidden here, but this corridor has been cursed by that cunning old thing Dumbledore. We can't act rashly until we are fully prepared."

Quirrell said in a cruel tone.

"That damn bastard!"

When Peter thought of Quirrell, his teeth itch with hatred.

For some reason, Quirrell easily discovered at a glance that he was not an ordinary mouse, but a transformed Animagus, and used a very skilled "quick imprisonment" to arrest him.

When Peter tried hard to explain that he was actually hiding his anonymity to protect the Potter boy from Sirius, Quirrell suddenly admitted that he was actually working for "that lord".

In order not to be reported or retaliated by Quirrell, Peter could only start working for Quirrell's plan.

With the convenience of the mouse Animagus, Peter Pettigrew sent packages outside the school through secret passages several times according to Quirrell's orders, and then retrieved the packages.

Both the package and the identity of the connector were kept very secret, making it impossible for him to pry into it.But Peter knew that they must have something terrible brewing at Hogwarts.

He also vaguely guessed that "that lord" wanted to make a comeback, but he had plans for something in the castle, and that thing was hidden in the small corridor on the fourth floor.

For nearly a decade, Peter has been hesitant.

He wants to go into the light, pack himself into an anonymity, and silently protect Potter's hero, but he knows that his acting skills can't hide from Dumbledore—but if he goes into the dark, his master has already been defeated, Whereabouts are unknown.

Peter finally made up his mind to help the Dark Lord.

But on the night of Halloween, Quirrell was killed.

That didn't end Peter Peglou's nightmare when the thumbtack that Quirrell had left him to contact him a while ago suddenly became hot again.

At the usual meeting point, Peter found a new order - to go to the Forbidden Forest.Afterwards, at this time, he had to leave the castle.

until tonight.

A dozen ropes suddenly turned out from the shadows, trapping him tightly, and then a red light shot from in front of him.

"Stupid? Who is it?"

Peter Peglou thought before falling into a coma.

"It runs really fast."

William put away his wand, carried the little mouse and walked to the Room of Response on the eighth floor of the castle - there was a very sufficient amount of sleeping potion there, enough to ensure that Pettigrew Peter would not wake up until the day after tomorrow.

"I need a place to brew potions."

William muttered silently, and opened his alchemy workshop.

He took out a test tube from the table, opened the mouse's mouth, gulped it down, and then another tube. This dose was enough to make a hippogriff fall asleep for a whole day.

"I don't have Veritaserum on hand either"

William felt a little tricky.

He is not good at Legilimency, and he has not yet learned how to restore the transformation of Animagus with magic spells.

But at this moment, the face of the comatose mouse suddenly twisted, as if it had suffered some extreme pain - its body grew rapidly, and its hairy head was replaced by a human head with a worrying hairline .

The Animagus spell is failing!
William took a few steps back, holding his wand and watching nervously.The mouse slowly turned into a living person in front of his eyes, and a bloodstain flowed from the corner of Peter Peglou's mouth, his expression was ferocious and terrifying.

"What happened? I didn't take the wrong medicine."

Having never experienced such a scene before, William couldn't help but feel a little creepy - he saw a faint black smoke coming out of Peter's right ear.

"Waking him up is definitely the worst choice, but if this continues, something worse may happen to Peter, and it's not something I can solve."

Quickly thinking about what to do, William waved his wand, and put a thick rope on Peter Pettigrew, binding him tightly.

"Fuck!"

William exclaimed.

Because he saw Peter Pettigrew suddenly opened his eyes, he looked around blankly, and when he saw William, there was a subconscious pleading in his eyes.But the whites of Peter's eyes were slowly expanding, almost swallowing up the entire pupil in just a short while.

The scene was so weird that William had to use Hogwarts' strongest magic.

He turned his head and left from the Room of Requirement, and rushed to the principal's office on the eighth floor. William's movements woke up the two ugly statues at the door.

"It's so late? Is there a password?"

one of the statues asked.

"It's okay, no password."

William never knew the password for the Vaulted Headmaster's office, but that never stopped him from finding Dumbledore as quickly as possible, "Accio Albus Dumbledore!"

Here comes Albus Dumbledore!
This time it wasn't in a conceptual sense, but he actually waved his wand and used the spell.

William felt that his magic power was pulling something, at first he pulled slightly, but then it was as if he was tied to a mountain, and he couldn't pull it anyhow.

After a while, the door of the principal's office was suddenly opened, and Dumbledore, who was holding a wand, wearing pink pajamas, and messy hair and beard, appeared in front of William.

He had a displeased expression on his face, and his forehead was slightly blue.

This is not difficult to understand.

Not everyone would like to be torn off the bed suddenly by a flying spell when they were in the deepest sleep, and hit their head on the bedside table.

"Mr. Buffalo, I would like you to give me a reasonable explanation for a prank of this serious nature."

Dumbledore saw William, then looked at Hogwarts Castle that had not been destroyed, and said calmly.

But William had already conceived three sentences.

He was confident that he could convince an angry Dumbledore.

"I found Peter Pettigrew."

"He's been hiding in Hogwarts Castle."

"It looks like he's going to die soon."

(End of this chapter)