Study Days at Hogwarts

  Chapter 928 Helpless Dark Lord

  Late at night, in a remote and dirty alley, a black figure appeared out of thin air, looked around furtively, and quickly disappeared into the depths of the alley after confirming that there was no one around.

  The wizard stopped in front of an old house, raised his hand and knocked on the wooden door while looking around nervously, and entered the house amidst the creaking sound of the door opening.

After entering the room, the wizard seemed to heave a sigh of relief. He glanced up at the middle-aged man who opened the door for him, walked towards the blazing fireplace, squatted down by the armchair, and faced the man lying on the armchair. The baby on the bed said: "Master, I'm back."

  Voldemort opened his scarlet eyes and asked hoarsely, "Have you made contact?"

   "Already contacted."

As he said that, Peter Pettigrew reached into the pocket of his robe, took out a letter and opened it, ready to read it to Voldemort. After noticing that there were other people in the hall, Peter pulled out his wand and waved at the wizard, telling him to go Stay somewhere else.

  Jr. Barty’s letters are very complicated, and they seem to be talking about trivial matters in life, but Peter can pick out words from the letter to form a paragraph.

  In order to prevent Dumbledore from secretly checking the letter, both parties are now using the most primitive encryption method.

  Yes, purely by hand, without using any magic.

  Although it is unlikely, once Dumbledore really does that, no matter how clever the magic is, it will be difficult to hide it from the opponent's eyes.

"Little Barty has not been found yet, but Dumbledore already knows that he is still alive, and thinks that he may be hiding in Hogwarts school." Peter spent a few minutes, the first translation of the parchment just translated After reading a passage, he took a sneak peek at Voldemort, and continued, "He also mentioned divination in the letter."

   "Divination?"

  There was an inexplicable taste in Voldemort's tone. It was related to the divination prophecy that he would become like this.

   "Little Barty thinks that this matter is probably related to that Mudblood named Albert Anderson." When Peter saw this letter, he suddenly understood why he was arrested.

   "You want to tell me that the Mudblood is a fortune teller?"

  There was a hint of anger in Voldemort's hoarse voice, it was the anger of being played by someone.

   "This is what was mentioned in Barty Jr.'s letter, master." Peter Pettigrew lowered his head in fear, not forgetting to shake the pot, so as not to bear Voldemort's wrath.

   "I know you hate that Mudblood." Voldemort said suddenly.

   "Master, I hate him, but..." Pettigrew Peter stuttered.

   "This is not the reason for you to lie. Don't you know that fortune-telling is actually the profession that pays the most attention to blood?"

  In the magic world, famous and powerful fortune-tellers are inherited through bloodlines, and the number is even rarer than that of Squibs.

  A Muggle wizard, where did he come from.

  However, Voldemort obviously overlooked one point, that is, the awakening of divination ability by the first generation of fortune tellers has nothing to do with blood, and they usually have strong divination ability. Although the probability of this is almost zero, it is not impossible.

  In fact, the main reason is that Albert's identity as a Muggle wizard is too confusing, and how could Voldemort, who is based on blood theory, admit this?

   "I think it will be a disaster sooner or later that Mudblood stays around." Peter Pettigrew quickly added, "Little Barty obviously thinks so too."

   "Enough." Voldemort snapped impatiently.

  Voldemort did subconsciously despise Muggle wizards. In his opinion, he was a mudblood. No matter how talented he was, he could kill him easily when he regained his power.

Peter knew enough was enough, he didn't continue to give the Dark Lord eye drops, he took out another letter paper, and continued, "Little Barty hopes that we can help him collect the medicinal materials for the compound potion, if not, he has to go to the compound potion Forced to evacuate Hogwarts before being completely exhausted."

   "Find a way to prepare medicinal materials for Little Barty." Voldemort said.

   "This..." Pettigrew hesitated for a moment, and then suggested in a low voice: "Master, are you really not considering finding a replacement? I think under the current situation, you should get back your own power as soon as possible..."

   "Really, Wormtail? It seems that recent events have frightened you." Voldemort's cold tone was like a slap on Peter Pettigrew's mouth, making him shut up obediently.

   Voldemort insisted on using Potter's blood to revive himself, of course he had his reasons, which involved some causes and effects related to Potter.

More than ten years ago, Harry Potter's mother died to save him, which inadvertently gave Potter some kind of protection. That ancient magic still exists today, making it difficult for Voldemort to kill Harry Potter with his own hands. , this matter is very likely to become his Achilles' heel, but...as long as he resurrects himself with Potter's blood, this problem will no longer exist.

   "How are the medicinal materials prepared?"

   Voldemort asked himself the most concerned question, which is what Peter has been busy with recently.

  It was all prepared last time, but Dumbledore took it all at once.

"It's still a little short. I've been shooting too frequently recently. It's best to find another place to collect the rest." Peter whispered about his arrangement: "As for those medicinal materials, I hid them in a Muggle under my control. In the home of the elderly, even if there is an emergency, there is no need to worry about the same situation as last time.”

After the previous experience, Peter Pettigrew was much more cautious than before. Not only did he use the Imperius Curse to control a wizard and occupy the other party's house as a temporary base, but he also used the Imperius Curse to control the wizard in order to prevent others from coming to him. A Muggle, and stashed his collection of medicinal herbs in his yard.

  No way, the door was blocked twice, Peter Pettigrew is not at ease about his hiding place, this kind of thing has two, and two has three.

  For the safety of his own life, Peter deliberately kept an eye out and helped Voldemort prepare a lot of raw materials for resurrecting his body. When he is really in danger, the Dark Lord can still protect him. Even if he is forced to give up his current baby body, the Dark Lord can still have a physical body again at any time with Peter's help.

   "I'm tired." Voldemort's voice was full of exhaustion that could not be concealed. This body made of potions was still too fragile, and he still hasn't been able to recover.

  However, Voldemort didn't know that the guy he despised quietly brought him a new surprise.

  …

  …

  Sirius Black has been in the Netherlands for some time. In order to prevent Peter Pettigrew from turning around and running away when he finds himself, he has been quietly disguised as other wizards, searching for Peter Pettigrew's whereabouts in private, but so far he has found nothing.

  This kind of thing is actually not surprising. If wizards really want to hide, it is not easy to find them, especially in the case of insufficient manpower, it is even more difficult to find them in a short time.

In the end, Sirius Black still used the unreliable suggestion taught by Albert, took a Felicia, and took a short time to try his luck. If he was lucky enough, he might be able to find Pettigrew Peter.

  Sirius was obviously lucky, and he quickly figured out a way.

  Following the guidance of his intuition, Sirius went to the Ministry of Magic in the Netherlands and told the wizards of this country about Peter.

  Sirius intends to use the wizards of this country to drive Peter Pettigrew out of the mouse hole.

  The Dutch Ministry of Magic is actually not very interested in this matter, because they actually know how dangerous the mysterious man is, and no one wants to provoke him.

   Well, the point is actually that most of the Dark Lord’s activities are in the UK, so other countries are also willing to watch the excitement quietly. It is not easy to convince them to capture Peter Pettigrew.

   But this matter was difficult for Sirius Black, who used Felicia, and he quickly convinced him.

  First of all, Peter Pettigrew's bounty is high enough, even for the Ministry of Magic, thirty thousand Galleons is also a valuable bounty. Secondly, it is not Voldemort that they are asked to deal with, but Peter Pettigrew, the fugitive who tried to resurrect Voldemort.

   Dealing with the Dark Lord and dealing with fugitives are completely different concepts.

  Finally, Sirius also provided the Ministry of Magic with the hiding place of Peter Pettigrew,

  How could the Dutch Ministry of Magic not be moved?

  In their eyes, this is a piece of fat.

  As for Sirius Black's conspiracy, he wanted to use the Ministry of Magic to get rid of Peter Pettigrew. They didn't mind helping each other fulfill their wish for revenge, anyway, there was no conflict of interest between the two parties.

  As long as you can capture or even kill Peter Pettigrew, you will not only get a large Galleon reward from the British Ministry of Magic, but also the diplomatic relationship between the Dutch Ministry of Magic and the British Ministry of Magic will go further.

  The entire Ministry of Magic was quickly put into operation. On the grounds of combating dark wizards and preventing Voldemort from being resurrected in the Netherlands, they quickly blocked Wizard Street, temporarily expelled the nearby Muggles, and began to investigate and search for the whereabouts of Peter Pettigrew.

   "Felix Felicia is really a good thing!"

  Sirius ate carelessly, waiting silently for the right moment to appear. He didn't expect the Ministry of Magic to catch Peter Pettigrew, but as long as he could drive Peter out of the mouse hole, he would go and stop him himself.

  Sirius is confident to block Peter Pettigrew, because he still has Felicia.

   It would be great if we could get more Felicia, but unfortunately this stuff cannot be used often, and it is very difficult to brew.

  However, even Sirius had to admit that it was indeed a good idea for Albert to separate the Felicia elixirs so that the users could gain good luck in a short period of time.

  A whole day of good luck is useless at all, it is enough to be useful at critical moments.

   This is the correct way to use Felicia.

   There is no need to worry about the overdose of Fuling agent caused by repeated use, because the dose is already small, and it doesn’t matter if you use it a few times.

   What's more, Felicia is already extremely expensive, and you still want to overdose?

  When the Dutch Ministry of Magic dispatched Aurors and hired workers to quietly block the wizarding block, Peter knew he might be in trouble.

   "Damn, how could this happen."

  When Peter transformed from a mouse back into a human form, he looked very angry, because the group of people came to bet on him, and even posted Peter's reward list.

The Ministry of Magic seems to have long believed that Peter was hiding in the Magic Street, and let a large number of Aurors search around, and also recruited other wizards who wanted to get a share. Own?

   It made him feel like he was going crazy.

  In the end, it was Voldemort who let the hapless guy under his control go out and make some trouble, and let Peter take him away while Fiercefire was burning out of control on the block.

   This country cannot stay anymore.

  Fortunately, I put the medicinal materials elsewhere earlier, otherwise this period of time would have been wasted again.

  The Dutch Ministry of Magic was indeed fully prepared, but Voldemort was not a vegetarian, and he quickly helped Peter escape from the encirclement.

  However, Peter had just escaped from the encirclement, and before he had time to be happy, he felt a creepy feeling. As soon as he waved his wand to protect himself, he was hit by a spell and flew away.

   "You are finally willing to get out of the mouse hole."

  Sirius sneered and looked at his old friend in front of him who was in a state of embarrassment, and waved his wand to attack Peter.

  With the help of Felicia, Sirius easily suppressed Peter with a spell.

   "Sirius!" Peter Pettigrew screamed, "It's you, it's all about you!"

  Peter realized what was going on after he was blocked by Sirius who was chasing him from England.

   "Die Peter, remember to confess to James and Lily!"

  Sirius did not forget Albert's advice, stop talking nonsense, and killed Peter directly.

  So, he didn't give Peter any chance, and he just rushed to kill Peter, using the most powerful spells he knew.

  Peter was horrified to find that this former friend seemed to have become very powerful, and he was determined to kill himself. He didn't block a few times, and the whole person was blown away by the explosion again.

   Just as Sirius was about to make the final touch-up, a creepy sense of crisis suddenly surged in his heart. Under the urging of Felicia, he threw himself to the side to avoid the forest green light coming from the right.

   Sirius sees an ugly baby floating in mid-air, pointing a wand at himself.

"Voldemort?" Sirius directly attacked Voldemort, telling him intuitively that Voldemort couldn't hold on anymore, "It's really surprising, I didn't expect you to give that coward a queen, when did he become so important in your heart .”

   "Go to hell, Sirius Black!"

  Voldemort stared at Sirius. Although this incident was more out of helplessness, it was definitely a shame to Voldemort. He swung his wand suddenly, and the whole street exploded violently.

   "Damn."

  Sirius already realized what happened, and quickly put up a magic shield to protect himself.

  After the dust and smoke cleared, Sirius looked at the big hole in the middle of the street after the explosion, his face was extremely ugly, Peter Pettigrew escaped, and escaped from under his nose in the way he had done for more than ten years.

   This incident was an absolute disgrace to Sirius.

  He regretted, regretted not using Avada Kedavra in the sneak attack.

  (end of this chapter)