[HP] The girl with black hair

All the developments tonight were somewhat unexpected to Artemia.

Sirius Black is not a Death Eater at all. The real Death Eater is Peter Pettigrew, who should have died in 12. He betrayed the Potters and put the blame on his good brother Jr. Sirius.

Not only the three students inside were surprised, but Artemia who was hiding outside and eavesdropping was also surprised.

She remembered the mouse with one finger missing. He had visited her several times from a distance, but she never thought that it was actually an Animagus.

Animagus needs a very advanced transfiguration technique to complete, and the performer needs a lot of courage and talent. Artemia couldn't see that the bald, trembling and pleading short and fat man had What is different from ordinary people's courage and talent.

When Sirius hugged Lupin, the pain of the transformation caused Lupine to drop the wand in his hand. Pettigrew, who was bound, was taken aback, and quickly picked up the wand that fell on the lawn.

"Except your weapons!"

Harry's spell was still one step too late, Pettigrew had already begun to deform, he waved his hand proudly at Harry, it turned into a mouse, and the rope that bound him fell off automatically.

Artemia, who was hiding in the dark, saw all this. She glanced at the three of Harry and Sirius, who was crazily hugging Lupin, and turned to chase after Pettigrew.

Artemia wasn't worried about Pettigrew's escape at all. She was very glad that she had brought out the map at the moment, and was especially grateful to the person who made the map.

Artemia followed Pettigrew's footsteps on the map, and when she was about to catch up, Pettigrew stopped, and his footprints kept swaying slightly in place.

Artemia frowned. It stands to reason that he managed to get out of danger. He should run forward without hesitation at this moment. He shouldn't stop; until her footprints coincide with those of Pettigrew, she will understand It's not that Pettigrew doesn't escape, but that he can't escape.

Pettigrew really had a wave of ups and downs, and he just got rid of his old friends when he was bitten in his mouth by a sudden blood basin.

Herman had just had a full meal when he saw a fat mouse rushing past his eyes, thinking that he couldn't let go of his sight when he saw the prey, so he swam there without hesitation.

With a sip of 'Aww', the original mouse came into his mouth.

Pettigrew froze for a moment, and began to struggle crazily. He had just escaped the arrest of the dementors, so he was about to die in Shekou!

Herman was also a little annoyed by the mouse node that kept struggling in its mouth. He was just about to give him a good time when he heard a familiar voice.

"Herman?"

Herman bit the mouse that was still trying to save himself, and looked up for a moment, as if he heard Mia's voice?

Sego had successfully found Artemia under the spell of disillusionment by sound and breath, and he circled around her feet.

Sego is worthy of being a basilisk with a length of more than 60 feet. At the end of last semester, he could still stay on top of Herman's head. At the end of this semester, he can only crawl side by side with Herman. If this trend continues, Herman Erman could continue to hang over Sego one day.

Herman leaned forward, biting the motionless mouse.

Artemia nodded to herself, and the illusion curse slowly disappeared, and her whole body slowly appeared.

The mouse, which was not moving at first, became even more rigid, and Artemia thought for a moment that he was dead.

The reddish-brown wand moved, and the spell stopped hitting the mouse that was pretending to be dead.

Herman slowly felt that 'it' was getting bigger, and immediately let go of his mouth. The mouse fell to the ground and turned into a short, bald man.

He was forced to transform for the second time tonight, and Pettigrew was terrified, especially the little girl in front of him, who was even more frightening than before. He shrank his dirty and chubby hands in front of his mouth, and stammered, "Little girl!" …little Master."

Artemia's wand was aimed at him, and two snakes coiled around one left and one right. If this dirty man made any moves, he would be greeted with two bloody mouths.

"Show me your arm."

"Little...little master?" Pettigrew looked at her suspiciously, and obediently revealed the skull and snake marks on his left arm.

Artemia raised the corners of her lips in satisfaction, "Very well, then we can talk about it next, I think you don't want to accept a kiss from a dementor."

The name of the dementor made the already timid Pettigrew even more frightened, he almost knelt on the ground and crawled to Artemia's feet, "Please, little master, please."

Artemia took a step back to avoid his hands trying to grab her robe; Sego and Herman also looked at him dangerously, revealing the red snake letter.

Pettigrew moved back in fear, and kept begging: "Please, don't hand me over. I have been taking care of you for the master for the past three years."

The corners of Artemia's eyes moved slightly. If it wasn't that there was no one to choose, she would definitely not choose this mouse who had betrayed her friend. "I don't have much time. Are you still loyal to your master?"

She is not a question. If he answers no, what awaits him will either be reduced to food or sent to Azkaban. Neither of these two choices is what Pettigrew likes. He can only answer tremblingly: "When...Of course, I have always been loyal to the master...It has never changed."

"Very well, now it's time for you to pledge your allegiance. Find him and bring him back."

"What... what?!"

Artemia raised one eyebrow, "Didn't you understand?"

Her expression always reminded Pettigrew of another man, that horrible man, even though they looked nothing alike, Pettigrew was terrified, "Listen...you understand, but...I..."

"Perhaps you want to experience the feeling of Azkaban and Dementors."

"No... I don't want to... But, I don't know where the master is."

Artemia looked at his arm, "The Dark Mark will guide you, you should be very clear about the consequences if you don't."

He will spend the rest of his life in Azkaban. It is no longer a secret that he is an Animagus. Aurors can easily find him. Pettigrew looked at his wand and sides The big snake, spitting out snake letters, nodded.

"Very good, but I still need an unbreakable oath to prevent you from exposing me."

"But..." Pettigrew looked around, "We have no witnesses."

"Sego can be a witness. There is no rule that witnesses cannot be magical creatures, but you just need to say that you are willing." Artemia stretched out her hand to Pettigrew.

Pettigrew knelt on the spot and raised his hand tremblingly.

Sego's tail rested on Pettigrew's arm, and the cold and greasy touch made him even more frightened.

"You, Pettigrew, can you find the Dark Lord and fulfill Artemia Box's entrustment?"

Pettigrew looked up at the girl who was looking down at him, and Artemia repeated Sego's words word by word.

"I can."

"You, can you bring him back safely?"

"I can."

"You, can you keep your mouth shut about tonight's events and not tell anyone about today's events except the Dark Lord."

"…I can."

Artemia watched the red silk thread disappear on her wrist, and raised the corners of her mouth in satisfaction, "Then I wish you a smooth journey."

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After Pettigrew turned into a mouse and left, Artemia hurried back to the door of the potions office. Not long after she arrived, Snape came back in a low mood. He only wanted to see Artemia It seems that he still has extracurricular tutoring tonight, but he is really not in the mood now.

"You don't need to go to class today, you can go back."

Artemia pretended to be puzzled, "What's the matter? Professor Snape?"

"There is no reason, Miss Box, you can go back to the dormitory."

Snape was really in a bad mood, he opened the door and walked in after speaking, and closed the door heavily.

It couldn't be worse, Snape thought.

There is simply nothing better than this, Artemia walked back to the dormitory happily, she touched the map in her pocket, and she gained a lot this evening.

As soon as Artemia returned to the dormitory, she couldn't wait to cast several anti-tapping spells on the curtain.

Tom was stunned for a moment after hearing her experience at night: "Isn't Black a Death Eater?" He remembered Orion Black, who was one of the first group of people who supported him, and his descendants were not Death Eaters ?Or a Gryffindor?

"Yeah, even though I saw him for the first time tonight, he looks like a Gryffindor." Artemia thought of Pettigrew again, and said disgustedly: "It's you I really don’t choose.”

Tom, who only remembers being 16 years old: "..."

The young father began to refute his daughter: "Your vision is not very good, what's so good about Malfoy's kid, although his grandpa is a rare beauty, but I'm sure his grandson definitely doesn't half of him."

Having never seen the magnificent Grandpa Malfoy, Artemia didn't know what to say, and she took out another harvest of tonight-the Marauder's Map.

Artemia finally had time to observe this magic item carefully, she sighed: "A very remarkable creation."

Tom snorted coldly with disdain: "It's just a trick, I can make a better one in a few minutes."

Artemia pretended not to hear, and continued to study and flip through. She found four names on the back of the map: "Prong, Moon Face, Wormtail, Padfoot?"

She clicked on the necklace, "Have you heard of these names?"

"No."

"You really don't know anything." Artemia sighed.

Tom froze for a moment, the necklace turned over by itself, and ignored her.

The author has something to say:

Tom: I touched my blind spot of knowledge, you asked me about black magic!

It's so strange that the background review was completed last night?