Hearing Sylvie's true expression, which was not a performance, Peter felt as if his chest and abdomen were connected to an abyss, causing his heart to plummet downwards without limit.
Fortunately, the next sentence brought him back to heaven again.
"Forget it, be more obedient than that brat. Find enough blood food, and I will give you supreme gifts, wealth, strength, lifespan, or any other ambition."
I don't know whether it was because he had been kneeling for too long and the blood had accumulated in his brain, or because the other party's voice contained the power to confuse people. After hearing Sylvie's promise, Peter's soul became confused in the comfort, and for a moment he was confused. Thoughts fell into a haze.
"If you dare to neglect the great Hecate, you will only gain endless misfortune and torture."
Peter didn't care about Sylvie's cold words after that.
He is not a fool like Aini, who has to adhere to ridiculous bottom lines in the face of rare opportunities. As long as the other party can really fulfill his promise to him, Peter will do his best to satisfy him.
"I need two months to digest the essence of flesh and blood I just swallowed in order to gain authority over this world. You must prepare sacrifices before I wake up. Also, I like fresh flesh and blood, don't mess with dead things. Great Hecate."
Hearing this, Peter stiffened. Today was May 8th. In two months, students would already be on vacation. He couldn't get in without the proper identity.
Originally, he wanted to hide next to the red-haired boy. Anyway, the products in the Forbidden Forest were extremely rich, so he could just hunt them and offer them to Hecate.
But now he only has two choices, either to find a way to regain his identity, or to leave Ron before the student vacation and sneak into the Forbidden Forest to wait for Hecate to wake up.
Even if a mouse that has lived for more than ten years suddenly disappears, it will not be too hard to accept.
When he left the Burrow eight months ago, it never occurred to him that he might never return.
A touch of melancholy lingered in his heart, and Peter sighed secretly. Did he already regard that place as his home...
I remember that when he first arrived at the Weasley house, Percy was just a slug who cried because he couldn't see his big brother when Hogwarts started. The two unlucky children, George and Fred, were very noisy even though they were small.
Ron was only a little bigger, and Ginny hadn't even entered her mother's belly yet.
Now, it's finally time to say goodbye.
The warmth of the Weasley family made Peter sigh and feel nostalgic, but it did not shake his mind to leave at all.
Maybe when they are used as sacrifices in the future, Peter will feel a little sad, but as long as Hecate can fulfill her promise, the final outcome will not change, and everyone on the Blue Star will and can only become his promotion of resources.
As a gift, I will save them to the last page of the sacrifice list.
"ah!"
The sudden severe pain interrupted Peter's fantasy. He looked sideways and saw fresh blood spurting out, dyeing the old robe red.
Peter stared at his left upper arm. Nearly half of the round flesh there had disappeared, and the wound looked strangely smooth.
"As expected, you are indeed not very tasty. This piece of meat is just a punishment for coming here empty-handed. If I don't see the corresponding sacrifice when I wake up..."
Looking blankly at Sylvie's neck with obvious swallowing movements, even though he knew Hecate was the leader of the evil camp, Peter was still secretly surprised by her moody and extreme ferocity.
But the other party still acted as if it was natural for her to take a bite of Peter, just like a wolf eating a sheep and a sheep eating grass.
"Um?"
Sylvie looked at Peter with a compelling look, and snorted a long sound of dissatisfaction in her nasal cavity.
Peter quickly buried his newly raised head among the fallen leaves, not even daring to deal with the wound on his arm.
"Remember your promise, mortal."
After saying another word, the black figure disappeared from the spot silently.
After raising his head to confirm that Hecate had left, Peter quickly treated the wounds on his body.
Peter was secretly glad that although the wound looked terrible, there was no punishment attached to it.
The power of the curse used by Ani.
Transforming Animagus can increase the penetration of magic into the body. Living in the form of a mouse for a long time has made his body somewhat deformed, and his body is stronger than that of wizards of the same period.
After simple treatment, the wound was still bleeding slightly, but based on Peter's physical condition, it was no longer a serious problem, and the rest would only be left to time.
After checking the bandage again, Peter turned the wizard's robe with the missing left sleeve half a turn and put his injured left arm into the right sleeve.
I don’t know if it was intentional or a coincidence, but although the wound looked a bit scary, it did not hurt the muscles and bones. If you can bear the pain, you can still move.
It's just that the once loose robe is now a bit tight. When I forcefully stuff my left arm, which is missing a piece of flesh, I can't help but grin.
"Clear water is like a spring."
After a feeble spell, Peter stretched his head toward the water that appeared out of thin air, letting the yellow-brown water fall down his face to the ground.
Even without a wand, he can still use some relatively skilled low-end spells. Although the power is a bit unsatisfactory, it is enough to wash his face.
The cold water flowed through, and Peter felt a little more energetic. Today, his spirit had been shaken several times, and he had suffered some minor injuries. At this time, after the string in his mind was loosened, he felt a little groggy.
After taking a few sips of cold water, Peter wiped his face and gave up his human identity again.
He didn't want to leave Ron for the time being, at least until the injury healed, Peter needed a safe, stable environment with people to feed him.
Because the intact right sleeve was given to the injured left arm, the hair on the mouse's right front leg looked a little sparse, but it was considered normal for a teenage mouse.
After probing out his left front leg, which was slightly thinner but with no obvious injury, Peter gritted his teeth and took two steps, and then he returned to being a human being.
It hurts, it hurts so much.
Beads of sweat appeared on Peter's face again. He planned to walk to the edge of the Forbidden Forest in human form, and then turn into a mouse and go to the auditorium to wait for Ron.
Climbing the stairs was a nightmare for him now, and God knew why the Gryffindor common room was up in the tower.
When a bald man moved habitually hiding in the shadows, Aini extinguished the flame under the crucible by the tree house quite far away, and threw a fresh piece of meat into the potion with a look of disgust on his face.
The red and white strips of meat disappeared under the slightly green liquid surface. Sylvie patted her chest on the other side, feeling like a perverted ogre when she saw this thing.
Not long after the flesh and blood was put into the pot, the liquid surface that had never boiled when it was boiled suddenly began to roll, and a large number of light yellow bubbles erupted.
Seeing this, Aini covered his nose and took a step back. The ancient recipe purchased by Breath of Nature clearly stated that the smell emitted when the cooking was finished was not very pleasant.
Soon Aini realized the power of the "unpleasant smell". When the first bubble burst, the indescribable stench hit his soul instantly.
In a daze, Aini seemed to see a wizard crawling out of the sewage and showing eight shining teeth to him.
