Amosta felt slightly disappointed when he saw Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle walking into the brightly lit auditorium again, with the ceiling reflecting the pure and mysterious starry sky of late winter and early spring.
However, he quickly adjusted his mentality, took advantage of the little wizards not paying attention, touched two pieces of potato pancakes and hid them in his sleeves, then leaned on the marble door frame when entering the auditorium, chewing slowly.
There were more little wizards in the auditorium than at noon. After a while, Harry and Ron appeared in his sight again, but Hermione did not follow them. Amosta blindly guessed that this diligent little wizard Witches have already started their study plans for the second half of the school year.
It wasn't just Amosta who noticed Harry's presence, but also Oliver Wood at the Gryffindor table.
"Hey, Harry!"
The captain of the Gryffindor team squeezed out of the chair behind him with a clang. He jumped over the crowd and hurried to Harry.
"Have you had a good Christmas?"
"Except for being forced by Filch to clean every bathroom from the first floor to the eighth floor, everything else is pretty good." Harry said sadly.
"okay--"
Harry's answer made Wood a little embarrassed, but after taking a deep breath, he still brought the topic to Quidditch.
"I thought about it during the holidays, Harry. I have been thinking about it since the last game. If the dementors come again in the next game. I mean we can't afford it. Well, of course, I believe Professor Blaine It has effectively deterred them, but how do you say it?”
Wood paused, looking a little embarrassed.
"Oh, about that--"
Even if he had to clean the entire Hogwarts toilet, Harry was not willing to lose his qualification for the competition. He said quickly,
"After the last time, I have been following Professor Lupin on how to deal with them. I think I can probably handle them. I mean, if the number of dementors is not too many."
"Ah, this couldn't be better -" Wood's hesitant look disappeared, and his expression became cheerful, "If this is the case - I actually don't want to lose you as the seeker, Harry, and, you Ordered a new broom or not.”
"He didn't have to order it, Wood," Ron finally found the opportunity to drop the explosive news, "Harry got a Firebolt for Christmas."
"But I can't use him just yet."
Before Wood could cry out in surprise, Harry took the initiative to explain the problem.
"Professor Lupine believes that this Firebolt was given to me by Sirius Black. It is said that he is chasing me, and throwing me down from mid-air is the easiest way. Professor Lupin believes that this broomstick will be used when passing through mines." I’d better not use him before Professor En’s examination.”
"Then have you gone to see him?"
Wood couldn't wait to ask.
Harry and Ron looked at the empty seat next to Snape on the staff table, and Harry said gloomily,
"We've been squatting on him, but he hasn't come back yet. Hey, I really hope he can be as 'dedicated' as Filch."
Amosta rolled his eyes as he leaned against the door frame.
"But today when I was discussing Quidditch tactics with Cedric, I heard from him that Professor Blaine has returned to school. It is said that he came back early in the morning, and Cedric saw him and Spoon while having breakfast. Professor Lauter says hello.”
Harry immediately showed an expression of surprise. He was about to say something, but Malfoy walking towards him made him shut his mouth alertly.
And Amosta didn't listen to how Harry and the others arranged themselves, and directly followed Malfoy upstairs.
Malfoy's pockets were bulging with a large bag of food. Seeing this, Amosta smiled slightly.
Along the way, the three controlled little guys were very alert. They chose remote routes and tried their best to avoid the little wizards who occasionally went up and down. They came all the way to the west tower and hurriedly broke into the dark owl shed.
Amosta stood on the windy corridor, bathed in the cold moonlight, with a calm expression.
Unexpected, but reasonable.
It was dinner time and the rush hour for back-to-school. No young wizard would choose to send a letter at this time, but the wizard who controlled them was very vigilant. He asked the big guys Crabbe and Goyle to block the door, leaving only Mal. Fu was alone in the shed.
Seeing this, Amosta slowly raised his floating height. He stepped out of the corridor in one step and was suspended a thousand feet in the air. He let the strong wind blow around his robes and remained motionless, his eyes falling on the ground without seeing any depth. Lay out a layer of fence-like light spots inside the owl house.
Finally, in addition to some faint, rustling movements in the owl ottoman, which cooed excitedly because of the arrival of night, a mouse crawled out from the darkness under the shelf and appeared in Amos's eyes. In sight of the tower.
This mouse was extremely alert. It did not rush towards Malfoy, but swished past Malfoy's feet like a normal, frightened mouse, and flew into a pile of brooms on the left side of the entrance. Inside, the figure disappeared.
After a few more minutes, the mouse poked its head out. Its beard trembled slightly in the air, and its black eyes the size of mung beans kept looking around. Once it sensed any disturbance, it would move from behind the broom pile. Escape through the hole you made.
Amosta watched all this quietly, feeling a little sad and a little admirable in his heart.
Sadly, this guy named Peter Pettigrew clearly pushed Harry's parents into the abyss for his own safety, but in the end, he let himself fall into this situation. So, when he made up his mind to betray his friends and join Voldemort , what did you get in the end?
What I admire is Peter Pettigrew's desire to survive.
In order to survive, not only did the mouse that had been pretending to be around Ron for so long not reveal its secret, but now it was hiding in this shed full of owl feathers and excrement, just to survive.
Compared to Sirius before the misunderstanding was clarified, Amosta believed that Peter was more dangerous.
He is like a poisonous snake with great endurance hidden in a dark cave. He is a very good hunter, waiting quietly for the unsuspecting prey to pass in front of him, and delivering a fatal blow when the prey relaxes its vigilance.
Amosta didn't know what Peter's fate would be like in this school year in the original time and space, but if he were to evaluate it, without the blessing of the protagonist's halo, a little wizard like Harry, even with the reckless Sirius And Remus, who always performs a bit unsatisfactory at critical moments, may be taken advantage of by wizards like Peter.
Of course, that's without Dumbledore's interference.
The headmaster of Hogwarts, whom everyone respected, did have lofty beliefs, but he was also an out-and-out conspirator.
After struggling for a long time, Peter finally seemed to confirm that tonight was as safe as it had been for more than two months. It squeaked a few times impatiently, and then Malfoy took out the lemon wrapped in a napkin from his pocket. Meringues and browned pork chops.
"Today, my father visited Professor Blaine through Professor Snape——"
Malfoy "faithfully" fulfilled the accusation of eyes and ears. He told Scabbers, the mouse, everything that happened today.
"I was not present when they were talking, but later Professor Blaine told Professor Snape that my father expected Professor Blaine to help solve some trouble-"
Lucius came to Amosta Braine to help solve a problem. How did this happen?
Banban stopped eating and started thinking rapidly, but soon he realized that there was no need for him to guess.
Zhizhi! (Translation: Tell me everything you know!)
"--At the end of July last year, Greyback broke into my home with several werewolves and endangered my father with my life and that of my mother. I eavesdropped on my parents' conversation, and Greyback took advantage of me. I threaten my father with my mother’s safety, and I hope my father can help him find a wizard named Golden Viper.”
squeak!
The mouse's spotted little eyes revealed a light of sudden realization.
Although it has not been active in the wizarding world for a long time, it can still hear some very valuable things from Arthur Weasley when it is at the Weasley house.
Arthur Weasley would not talk about the underworld in front of his children, but when he was alone with his wife, he would occasionally share the underworld with his wife. He did hear from their conversations that I have said the name 'Golden Viper', and I also know the conflict between him and the werewolves!
(End of chapter)
