The thin clouds in the sky reflected the afterglow, illuminating the children's way back.
"Professor, these are my newly washed ones."
As soon as they approached the castle, Colin ran over waving a paper bag.
"Thank you, Colin."
Taking the paper bag, Aini handed the boy four galleons. Since he commissioned Colin to take embarrassing photos of Lockhart, he could now tell how many photos there were in the bag by squeezing them.
After Colin thanked him, he happily ran to the back of the team. He was waiting at the door to find Aini just by the way. The real purpose was to entrust Fred to purchase the developing potion.
Ani is not going to continue to use ugly photos to tease Lockhart. This kind of thing must never happen again, otherwise it will be a bit too bottomless. If it weren't for the fact that the money had other uses and was not for personal gain, he would not have used this method to deal with Lockhart.
However, since no limit was set for Colin at the beginning, Aini will continue to fulfill the agreement in the future.
A few galleons were insignificant to him, but to Colin it was the first time he got paid for his hobbies, and it would even affect the boy's future life direction.
But what the future will bring is unknown, and if anyone is happier about this now than Colin himself, it is definitely Harry.
In the first few days of school, he was driven almost crazy by boys. God knew that Harry had tried his best to hide himself in remote corners, but he was always found by Colin, which was very confusing.
And since Colin started to keep an eye on Lockhart, the Boy-Who-Lived finally got rid of the fear of being stalked by paparazzi and idiot fans, and he could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
"Harry, Harry!"
Ron was also very strange. His friend was often in a daze recently. The chessboard was set up over there, but Harry was still there with his chin in his hand, not knowing what to think.
"Ah, what's wrong?"
The boy suddenly came to his senses and rubbed his buzzing ears. He realized that at least one of the Weasley children was inferior to Ron. His voice was so loud that it could be used as a salute.
This happened seven times last week, and eleven times this week so far. Ron didn't want to talk anymore, and just pursed his lips to the side when Harry looked over.
Seeing the chessboard laid out, Harry belatedly slapped his head. He didn't know what was wrong with him recently. He always felt as if he had missed something, but he couldn't figure out the reason no matter how hard he thought about it.
Unknowingly, Ani has changed a lot of things, and I'm afraid he is telling Harry now - you were supposed to attend the ghost's dinner party tonight, and then met the hung petrified cat, and started another adventure from then on, boy I will only listen to it as a joke.
Of course, the feeling of fate was too elusive, and the reason why Harry was in a daze was actually very simple.
Without Colin's entanglement, the boy's life is more leisurely and he has more opportunities to discover beauty.
For example...
A certain Cho Chang flew by during Quidditch practice...
A certain Qiu Zhang glanced at while dining...
A certain Qiu Zhang passing by in the corridor...
It's just that Harry is now an innocent boy who has had his first heartbeat, and he is still confused and confused about the situation.
Even if a figure occasionally flashes in my mind, I always want to touch something with my hands.
"Zhizhi~"
Banban mumbled helplessly. He was not a real pet mouse. Being touched here and there by someone of the same sex was very disturbing.
Yes, right here, push harder~
The fat mouse turned over. Anyway, he was not a human being now, so he couldn't resist, so he might as well lie down comfortably.
"Come on, Harry, if you want to play with mice you have plenty of time tonight."
Hearing this, Harry rolled his eyes. What does it mean to play with mice? There is plenty of time in the evening, and he said it as if he wanted to do something weird.
Banban was also very dissatisfied. He shut up if he couldn't speak to others. He really should be able to get whatever he wants from him!
The problem is that in Peter's current form, he really can only let Ron flatten and round it. As soon as he finished speaking, the boy came over, pulled it aside, and started playing chess with Harry.
Since the chess pieces on Harry's side would be killed miserably every time, Ron had to spend a lot of time to get them to agree to obey the boy's command honestly, and they had to have a good time before the dinner. OK.
After Harry was dragged away, Scabbers looked around and followed Lavender quietly out of the Gryffindor common room.
Since discovering Ani's "secret" that day, Peter has often followed him secretly, looking for ways to replace him.
But what he thought was a secret tracking was a joke to Aini. Even without opening the Eye of True Sight, the rats in the darkness could escape from hiding simply by being extraordinary.
Of course, Peter discovered more "secrets" under Ani's guidance, and felt that he was getting closer and closer to success. Powerful power and a long life seemed within reach.
But every time he reached the most critical place, he had to interrupt his action for various reasons. He still hasn't figured out how Ani contacted that mysterious existence.
If Mr. Pedilu, who had learned the essence of Gou Tao, still had a little doubt at the beginning, when Ani appeared in front of everyone the next day wearing a scarf and smelling of blood, most of Peter's remaining doubts were dispelled.
What kind of things are easiest to win people’s trust?
Of course it is something that person is eager to look forward to!
Peter hopes that the demon god is real, hopes that he can replace Aini and become the other party's traveler, and hopes to gain the power and endless vitality to overwhelm the contemporary generation. Naturally, he slowly denies some of the doubts from the depths of his heart. .
The bald rat who once seemed to be hiding in the Weasley family for the rest of his life is now a little bit stubborn.
He ridiculed Aini's false compassion and would risk angering the gods for others. It was simply stupid.
Peter heard the name of that adult, Hecate, a great being who had appeared in ancient records. Maybe many people just regarded those legends as fictional myths, but he would not.
As a member of the Marauders, a servant whom Voldemort personally conquered, Peter Pedillo was not a waste.
On the contrary, this traitor actually has very high attainments in certain fields. He is proficient in the history of magic, good at layout, has amazing insights when sorting out documents, and can always extract and restore some clues like a cocoon.
Therefore, Peter knew that many of the legends that were considered to be fabrications, and some of them even flowed into the Muggle world, did have their prototypes, and they even vaguely touched on things that were tried hard to bury in the dark ages.
He had been willing to be a mouse in the Weasley family for ten years, not only to avoid irritating the wronged Sirius, but also to avoid the deep darkness that enveloped him across time and space.
Various factors were put together in Peter's mind, making him more convinced of the scene in the Forbidden Forest.
Under the temptation of immortality, the previously staunch Taoist heart had long since been broken into pieces. There were only ten million souls. If the sanctimonious young professor couldn't do it, it would not be a problem at all if it were Peter.
For him, as long as he can exchange for strength and lifespan, those ten million creatures are not his kind at all.
If it is beneficial to him, what harm does it matter if the sacrifice is ten times or a hundred times more?
