novelslam Chapter 493 Master, your most loyal servant is here!
Chapter 493 Master, your most loyal servant is here!
Chapter 493 Master, your most loyal servant is here!
With his left hand, which lacked three fingers, Peter gently pushed open the wooden door that was half-hidden.
All the wizards in the hotel stopped their movements and looked at this guy who was going deep into the forest despite the heavy rain.
Peter, who has always been experienced in pretending to be a mouse and eating a dog, has returned to his cowardly appearance.Of course, this is also his true character, and he does not need acting skills at all.
He whispered, "It's raining... I met a magical creature on the way... I almost didn't come back..."
It was true, Peter met a rune snake.
The rune snake is produced in the small African country of Burkina Faso. It is a magical animal with three heads.However, as snake eggs are stolen and sold, they appear all over the world.
The snake was so ferocious that Peter almost became someone's dessert.
It seems that Albania's forests are a little more dangerous than the Forbidden Forest.
"Just come back." Old Tom welcomed Peter in enthusiastically.
The road has been closed due to heavy rain recently, and there are not many customers.The wizard in front of him was generous and paid twenty galleons at once.
Unbeknownst to Tom, that was Peter's entire fortune.
Let's put it this way, he had been a mouse all these years, at first he stole Arthur's private money, and then he stole Percy.
But if you don't steal it a few times, you won't be able to steal it.Percy was too cautious and had a good memory.
With that little Nat, I wish one could be two flowers.Every time he lost it, he became suspicious and sewed an inner pocket on his underwear.
Hide money inside.
The bar is a bit rough, and it's a bit skin-bruising...but it's safe!
Later, he became Ron's pet and started stealing his pocket money again.
Regardless of the fact that Ron usually looks poor, he always gives quills as Christmas presents, the cheapest thing.
But he actually has a lot of private money.Especially in the past few years, the twins would send home part of Galleons every month.
Ron's pocket money naturally rose accordingly.
He was probably trying to save money to buy something expensive for the Quidditch World Cup.
Unfortunately, it was all taken away by Peter.
He also borrowed thirty Galleons from Harry and four other roommates in the name of Ron.
The twins are rich, but they won't borrow without good reason.
Stark and Granger had more money, and Peter didn't dare to borrow it.
It's too late to hide from these two little ancestors, so how dare they get together to borrow money.
Maybe after borrowing it a few times, people will notice the abnormality.
Ron's friends are as narrow as Harry's, and only a few roommates can be borrowed.Among them, Harry and Neville are still the big heads.
So when he returned to school, Ron would suddenly find that the private money he had saved for several years was gone, and he still owed a large amount of debt!
Sleeping in Ron's bed, using his private money, and his best friend Harry... talking deeply every day until midnight.
Tsk tsk...Peter can row a rowing boat even if he thinks about it!
The old tauren!
The witch stared at the wizard who entered the door, and was obviously taken aback.
Over the past few years, she has had some problems with her memory.
William checked her. Judging from the symptoms, either the brain was severely injured, or someone used a powerful forgetting spell on her.
However, she still remembers clearly the memories of a long time ago.
Like Pettigrew Peter.
Bertha was naturally interested in what had happened some time ago.
William had exchanged information, telling her that Peter was still alive.
The person in front of him... is clearly Peter!
The witch was excited, she was too interested in this kind of gossip.She really wanted to know why Peter was here.
Peter hid in the hood and also felt the sight of the witch.He thought this person looked familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was.
Could it be the Aurors chasing him?
Peter was a little panicked, and asked Tom to deliver the food, and hurried towards his room.
After he left, the witch asked in a low voice, "Who is that man? It's so late, and he's still wandering outside?"
"He... his name is Ron... I heard he's a magic biologist." Tom shrugged.
"It's said to be writing a Fantastic Beasts in a Bowl."
"Ron..." The witch narrowed her eyes.
Is it popular to use a trumpet when going out these days?
"By the way, I don't know Miss, your name is..."
"Bertha, Bertha Jorkins!"
"Are you here to explore too?"
"No." Bertha shook her head. "I'm here to visit relatives."
Her second cousin lives in Albania.She had already visited, and then she was going down south to visit an aunt.
If it weren't for the heavy rain to block the road, she would have left.
Thank you for the rain!
Bertha thought so.Otherwise she would not have met Peter.
"By the way, have you got an owl, sir?" asked Bertha.
"Where are you going?" asked old Tom cautiously.
Be careful!
Although he is far away in Albania, he is still well informed, and he has also heard about the tragic experience of Tom, a fellow at the Leaky Cauldron.
He lent the owl to a wizard who said it was to be sent to Newcastle.Tom thought it was England, but he flew to Newcastle, Australia!
The owl has been flying for a year and has not come back yet.
Such a stupid wizard, if old Tom saw him, he would kill him.
"Send it to Venice... can it be delivered?"
"Need to cross the Adriatic Sea, not owls, but seagulls," replied old Tom.
Bertha nodded, quickly wrote a letter, and asked Tom to send it away with a seagull, and then went back to the room.
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Peter sat down in an arm-chair, and after eating the food Tom had brought, he meditated a little longer.
I have been searching for seven days, but still nothing.
He now seriously doubts whether the news that the mysterious man is in Albania is just random nonsense from the boss Tom.
Peter raised his hands.He is now a real six-fingered piano demon... Two hands plus one piece only have six fingers.
The three on the left hand were cut off by William, and the one on the right was cut off by himself in order to blame Sirius.
It hurts!
There was a constant tearing sensation in the left hand and the lower part of the body.The pain almost made him faint.
Peter shook the smock, and a group of mice fell down.Under his communication, continue to go to the forest to find local mice.
Then he closed the heavy shutters and drew the curtains.Peter cranked up the fire and blew out all the candles at the same time.
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at midnight,
Bertha opened the door cautiously and peeked inside.
After waiting for a while, she quietly walked into the room and looked around, as if looking for something.
Across the room, to the wooden bed, Bertha heard the creaking of teeth, like a mouse gnawing on something.
She suddenly lifted the quilt, held the wand, and shrank her pupils, but she didn't find Peter.
The creaking sound disappeared, and a mouse jumped up from under the pillow and bit Bertha's finger hard.
Bertha was in pain, and her wand fell to the ground.
The mouse quickly grew in size in mid-air, a red light flashed, and Bertha fell to the ground.
Peter took his wand, but didn't kill Bertha immediately.He was going to give that guy named Theon to the mysterious man.Now have a better idea.
squeak.
A mouse crawled out from under the floor.Follow Peter's hand and climb to his ear.
After a while, his eyes lit up, and he finally found it!
Turning Bertha into a groundhog and putting it in his pocket, Peter sneaked out of the room into the night.
The heavy rain didn't stop, and the rustling sound of the forest at night enveloped his whole body.
Gradually going deep into the forest, under the guidance of the mouse, he headed towards a certain place.
After walking for about four or five hours, Peter came to a spring.
It is a natural narrow pool, created by water in the clay, about two meters deep, surrounded by moss and tall honeycombed grass.
A brook gurgled out.
Peter didn't have time to catch his breath.It was dark, and the wand in his right hand lit up, and he reached for a large oak tree that bent over the water.
The oak tree, in the faint light, was gray in outline, and its leaves were slightly gilded.
In the middle of the trunk, a huge hollow was dug out.
"Master!" Peter called, "Are you there? Your most faithful servant is looking for you."
A moment later, a hoarse voice suddenly sounded.
"I'm so happy to hear Death Eaters again! It's only been 13 years since we last saw each other!
A flick of a finger isn't too long, is it, Wormtail? "
The voice came and went, indescribably hazy, like something elusive floating around.
"So, Peter...did Dumbledore ask you to bring me a message?"
His voice became cold.
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(End of this chapter)