Everyone Hates Dementors at Hogwarts

When Wanmi and others followed Professor McGonagall to the principal's office, Snape had been waiting there for a long time. He glared at Wanmi fiercely, as if to warn the little guy to cause trouble.

Apparently Wanmi didn't notice Snape's eyes. She saw the familiar old man as soon as she entered the door.

"Hi, long time no see, old man with white beard."

Albus Whitebeard Dumbledore smiled slightly, "I heard that you have something to do with me?"

"Dumbledore, Lance Lupine and Miss Mildredmont broke into Gryffindor and captured Ron Weasley's pet, and insisted on coming to you."

McGowan relayed the night's farce to Dumbledore in a concise and concise manner.

"Perhaps Lance Lupine has his reasons?"

Dumbledore's eyes fell on the child whose chest was rising and falling violently. This child gave him a familiar feeling.

"I don't understand, Headmaster, that is simply murder for my Scabbers! Lupine teamed up with a Slytherin to commit a brutal murder on Scabbers, who has been in my family for 10 years!"

Ron Weasley's mood was obviously not much better than that of Sirius, "This guy has disliked me and been looking for trouble for me since the second day of school!"

Ron really felt aggrieved now, couldn't Lupine be watched by someone else?Now he can't even stand his mice anymore? !

"Principal Deng, I, this is, I...I have a reason."

Sirius was holding Scabbers, who had just had his lap patched outside the office, and didn't know where to start for a moment.

"If you don't know what to say, then don't say it, Demont. I remember you two just left my office. Give me a reason."

Snape's tone was unkind. Could it be that his friendly attitude in the office gave this kid the illusion that he could cause trouble at will?

"Yes, we were going to eat when we came out, but he told me that there was a bad guy in the red-haired boy's dormitory, so I went to catch him."

Wanmi pointed at Sirius, and then at Scabbers in Sirius' hand.

"Ha, a bad rat?"

"Yes."

Wanmi's serious tone made Snape even more angry. He wanted to speak, but Dumbledore raised his hand to stop him.

"I don't see anything wrong with this mouse. Are you two willing to answer my questions?"

"Of course..." Sirius pulled his thoughts away from the familiar face in front of him, took out his wand, took a deep breath and waved his hand at Scabbers.

"Snapped!"

The fur on the little mouse exploded as if it was hit by static electricity.

"What did you do to my Banban!"

Wan Mi quickly stopped the iron rod in front of Ron.

"Sorry, this is not my wand. It's a bit awkward."

This small mistake inexplicably eliminated most of Sirius' nervousness. He clenched the wand and waved it again. He saw the big gray mouse in his hand getting bigger and bigger like a balloon. It fell to the ground and twisted for a while, and finally turned into …

"Peter Pettigrew!!"

"Who is that! Where's my Banban!!"

Ron looked at Professor McGonagall who made the sound, and asked in disbelief about the whereabouts of his beloved pet.

"Obviously...there is no Banban. I can't believe it, to see this warrior in such a scene."

There was even a hint of sneer and mockery in Snape's tone, and he took action to control Scabbers the moment he returned to his human form.

'Tsk tsk, host, your dean is really reliable. This rat was just pretending to be faint and waiting for an opportunity to escape! '

'Of course, people who are so delicious must be excellent! '

'……you're right! 'Although Yaoyao doesn't understand the inevitable connection between deliciousness and excellence, as far as the host is concerned, it's okay to approve it!

"Aren't you dead! Peter Pettigrew! You should be dead!"

Mag's words suddenly stopped. She turned back to look at 'Lance Lupin' in disbelief, and saw a crazy smile on the child's lips.

"Yes! Peter Pettigrew, why are you not dead yet? How could you hide without saying a word? I've been feeling sorry for you for a long time!"

Sirius took out his wand again, "I just want Dumbledore to know your true identity, okay! Now, you can..."

"thump!"

Sirius fell straight down on the floor. Under everyone's incredulous eyes, Wan Mi withdrew the iron rod calmly.

"He needs to calm down, you continue."

Snape stared silently at Peter Pettigrew, who had controlled himself to be unable to speak. McGonagall only focused on checking whether Lance Lupine on the ground was okay. Ron had not yet realized that his pet turned out to be a human being or a dead person. After reacting to this incident, Dumbledore looked suspiciously at several children.

The atmosphere was inexplicably weird for a moment.

"Don't you have anything to ask? Then I'm going back?"

Wan Mi tilted her head. This adult was obviously full of questions. What did she want to know? Why didn't she tell her?She hasn't had dinner yet!

"Ahem, so do you know about Peter Pettigrew?"

"I do not know."

'I know, host!I have collected relevant news! '

'I'm too lazy to listen. '

'...'

"Then why did you go out to catch him?"

Dumbledore hasn't found anything about the 'Demont' family until now. He even suspected that the surname was fake, but the new one on the freshman list was indeed 'Wanmi Demont', and he didn't tell anyone. However, originally he had almost complete control over every move in the castle, except for the trajectory of this little girl, it was as if... it was as if she was kept secret and protected in this castle...

Very strange intuition.

"You are so troublesome. He wanted to arrest him, so I helped him arrest him. Besides, it seems that you are also very concerned about this person being arrested. Isn't your focus about why he is still alive?"

Is human thinking always so strange?It's really troublesome to leave someone who is obviously not a good person to pick up on her problems. If you can't get involved in the future, don't get involved. It's really annoying.

Ron only found his voice when Wan Mi pointed at Peter Pettigrew, even though there was still panic and trembling in his voice, "I need an explanation... what is going on!"

"Snape, I think you need to go get some Veritaserum."

"How many bottles?"

Snape didn't want to be blamed for something inexplicable in front of Wanmi. He felt something uneasy about this little girl.

An excellent dark wizard always trusts his own intuition!

"...One bottle."

Apparently the greatest white wizard of this century thought so too.