The Mysterious Black Cat at Hogwarts

Pettigrew Peter, who was not imprisoned in Azkaban after being taken away by Fudge, was taken to a hidden place where a dozen Aurors were guarding.

Pettigrew, who had been infused with veritaserum, sat on the chair with dull eyes. Fudge tidied up his clothes and came to him to interrogate him himself. He asked the Aurors to take pictures and record the conversation.

"Peterina, tell me, who is your master?"

"Uh, uh~ it's Voldemort, my master."

"Very well, who told Voldemort the address of Potter's house 12 years ago?"

"Um, yes, I told him..."

After Fudge asked some more details, he sent the Aurors away to watch outside.

"Tell me where to find your master Voldemort!"

"I, I don't know."

Pettigrew trembled violently, his short and fat body curled up on the chair, as if he saw something terrifying, walking towards him.

Fudge picked up the Veritaserum, sucked a few drops of it through the glass straw on the lid, opened his mouth, and dripped it in. A moment later, Pettigrew was back to his previous dullness.

"Tell me about your master, Voldemort."

"Bellatrix Lestrange . . . uh! uh!"

Pettigrew began to struggle violently, his eyes began to roll upwards, the veins on his neck turned dark green and climbed up his cheeks, the violent trembling made him fall to the ground, at this moment he was like a giant mouse eating The highly poisonous rat poison, twitching and curling up.

He opened his mouth wide, and began to scratch his face with both hands. Blood and flesh splattered and screamed again and again. His face was peeled off, followed by his scalp. The last mouthful of green blood spewed out of his mouth, fell to the ground and gathered into a poisonous snake.

Pettigrew stopped moving completely, his head had been picked clean by himself, the skull and the green poisonous snake on the ground, this is the symbol of the Death Eaters---the Dark Mark!

"Damn! Crazy! They are all lunatics! Come quickly! Come quickly!"

Fudge looked at Pettigrew's horrific appearance, and while backing away, he called Auror.

In the headmaster's office at Hogwarts, Dumbledore stopped writing the quill, and the magic imprint left on Pettigrew stopped echoing. He walked to the balcony and looked at the moon and sighed.

In the Macon hut, the black cat stopped chasing the white cat, and the spirituality attached to Pettigrew dissipated. People disappeared so soon?

Head Slytherin's office.

click!

Facing the moonlight, Snape closed the cover of the pocket watch in his hand and muttered to himself: "Lily..."

On his potion table, in a transparent crystal bottle, the crystal clear fine sand glows with a faint green light. These powders refined from the basilisk venom have been painstakingly refined by the potion master for a year. Preparation, the first battle was successful.

Early the next morning, Lupine was stuck in the office by Harry. He glanced at Harry and continued to pack his luggage.

"Professor, are you leaving?"

Harry had thought of this possibility last night. Once Lupine's identity was revealed, even with the wolfsbane potion, it would be impossible for him to stay in Hogwarts.

"Yes, Harry, I will get out of here, don't worry, I am doing well outside, and the purpose of my coming here is to see you, you are much better than I imagined."

"But professor, you are the best Defense Against the Dark Arts professor I have ever met."

"Okay, kid, don't comfort me, really, this isn't life and death, is it?"

Lupine stopped what he was doing and looked at Harry. He was very uncomfortable with the look in his eyes. He went forward to hug Harry and stroked his hair.

"Take him, you and your little friends may need this." He took out the map from his arms and stuffed it into Harry's hand, "Mr. Principal arranged a carriage for me, I think I really want to It's time to go, be happy, and we will meet again."

He desperately wanted to leave here, and he stuffed the things that were going to be put into the suitcase indiscriminately, and barely closed the suitcase, which made him heave a sigh of relief.

"Goodbye Harry."

Lupine said goodbye to Harry and hurried out of the office.

Harry felt that he was escaping, and when he walked to the window of the office, he found that Professor Lupine, who was away from the castle, was followed by a female Auror whose hair was constantly changing color, which made him feel depressed and instantly happy.

The little wizards left school one after another, and the holiday life officially began. Macon and Hermione returned to Granger's house in the unicorn carriage. Naturally, the table full of delicious meals had already been prepared, and the family spent the holiday happily. first day.

"Macon! Look at this!"

Hermione hurried down from the second floor and handed a newspaper to Macon.

'Hogwarts professor Rubeus Hagrid captured Peter Pettigrew, a Death Eater who had been at large for 12 years, and the latter committed suicide in fear of crime! '

'Peter Pettigrew, the Death Eater, framed his friends and betrayed the Potter family. Is it the moral depravity or the distortion of human nature? '

"Fudge is really good. This whole report doesn't mention Sirius at all."

Macon left the prophet Japan aside in boredom. It seems that the death of Pettigrew made Fudge choose to downplay the existence of Sirius. In this way, after a long time, no one will care about the fugitive anymore, because Pettigrew has already become an after-dinner for everyone. talking material.

"Macon, aren't you surprised? Pettigrew committed suicide in fear of crime just after he was taken away? This is simply unbelievable, he is obviously so afraid of death."

Hermione shook her head. The little witch felt that such a greedy person would rather live in Azkaban for the rest of his life than have the courage to commit suicide.

"Hermione, go out with me this summer vacation, I'll take you to a place, you'll definitely like it there."

Macon pulled Hermione to sit on the sofa and told her about his plans for the holiday.

"Would I like it there? Are we going on a tour?"

"It's not considered a tourist, there must be something you like in that place."

South West England, Devon.

"Where are we going?"

Macon took Hermione's hand and walked in the woods. The road here was not difficult, and a winding path stretched into the depths of the forest.

"To visit a couple, I came here this time mainly to learn something, thanks to Dumbledore's introduction."

"Macon, is there anything else you need to learn?"

Hermione was surprised. To her, if she was a know-it-all, Macon was like a library. The books he had read could not only be quickly remembered, but also quickly understand the contents of the books.

"Well, I think we should be there."

"There's nothing here..."

Macon didn't wait for her to finish speaking, he took her hand and took a step forward. A small villa suddenly appeared in front of the empty space. Playing and playing here, a small stream flows across the bridge in front of the door.

"It's so beautiful here."

Hermione fell in love with it instantly, Macon pulled her across the small bridge, came to the door, and knocked on the door.

After a while, the door opened, and a benevolent old man came out. He looked very old, with many age spots on his face, and exuded a dull air all over his body, but his eyes were not cloudy at all. On the contrary, it is extremely bright.

"Hello, Mr. Nicholas LeMay. My name is Macon. This is Hermione Granger. Please forgive me for visiting."

Macon took Hermione to bow and say hello to the old man. His words made the little witch a little stiff, and he had to pat her on the back.

"Little Macon, and this beautiful little girl, don't call me Nicholas, I still like to be called Nicole."