Magical Studies at Hogwarts

Chapter 135 Master and Servant

It rained all night and didn't stop until the next morning.

But the sky is still cloudy, and it is uncertain when it will fall again.

After a good night's sleep, Peter Pettigrew felt fully recovered.Although I still feel a little sore in my body, it is no longer a problem.

After waiting in the hall, Bertha Jorkins also came downstairs.She didn't seem to see Peter, so she sat down at the table beside her, ordered a breakfast, and ate it by herself.

Peter was at a loss, he had no idea what was going on with this woman.Just about to get up, Bertha ran over as if she had discovered something surprising.

"Merlin! You are... Peter!"

"My God! You are still alive!"

Peter: "..."

"These years you..." Bertha didn't realize that she had already said these words last night, and she was still talking endlessly.Peter didn't show the slightest bit of impatience, and even had a smile on his face.

"...he gave me a vacation, damn it, I don't know what I'm doing with such a long vacation!"

"Would you like to take a walk together? After all, we haven't seen each other for so long." The smile on Peter's face was even bigger.

"Walk? Where are you going?"

"Do you remember that legend from school? About... Ravenclaw's diadem?"

"Ravenclaw's diadem? That's right!" Bertha's voice suddenly dropped a lot. "Do you know where it is?"

"I don't know, I just have a little clue." Peter Pettigrew shook his head and also lowered his voice, "Do you remember the ghost of Ravenclaw? She is the daughter of Ms. Ravenclaw. It is said that she stole her mother's ghost. Diadem, slain by the Bloody Baro in the forests of Albania..."

"Very likely, the crown is still there."

Bertha's eyes were burning, and she was obviously moved, but she still had concerns, and asked, "But, after so many years, are you sure it's still here?"

"No one can be sure." Peter Pettigrew shook his head, "Left and right are just legends, it's better if you find them, and it's nothing if you can't find them, it's all for fun."

"Okay, so when do we leave?"

"How about now?"

"Okay, let's go!"

The two left the hotel and headed south together, chatting and walking.Along the way, Bertha kept talking, either asking Pettigrew where Peter had been all these years, or complaining that people from the Ministry of Magic were targeting her.Occasionally, the questions that have been asked will be asked again, and the tone is the same as the first time.

Peter Pettigrew kept smiling and echoing Bertha's topic.After a long time like this, the two finally came to the forest where the legendary bloody Baron killed Helena Ravenclaw.

After entering the woods, Bertha kept talking, but the smile on Pettigrew Peter's face became more and more ferocious.Suddenly, he drew his wand, and the spell fell right on Bertha.

"All petrochemical!"

Bertha was terrified, but could not move at all.Peter Pettigrew has a ferocious face, with a little ferocity.

"Bertha... oh, innocent Bertha..."

With a wave of his wand, Bertha floated in the air, and Peter Pettigrew continued to walk deep.

He opened his left arm, tapped his wand on it, and the Dark Mark suddenly appeared.Peter closed his eyes, feeling silently.

"Master...Master...your most loyal servant is here..."

"Master...Master...your most loyal servant implores your response..."

It was getting dark, and it was almost impossible to see anything in the dense forest.I don't know when, the rain fell again, pattering, falling on the trees and forming a line.

Peter Pettigrew tirelessly called out, walking deeper and deeper in the forest.Suddenly, there was a rustling sound, which seemed very strange in this dark dense forest.

"Silk~Silk~"

A twelve-foot giant snake coiled on the book, its head stopped in front of Pettigrew Peter, and kept spitting out letters.

Peter pointed his wand at the serpent, staring nervously at it.Bertha behind her remained motionless, without Peter's magic, she fell directly to the ground.

"Look who is here, Nagini..." A low and hoarse voice sounded, and Peter Pettigrew fell to his knees directly.

"Oh, Wormtail... my servant..."

"Master..." Peter Pettigrew trembled all over, letting Nagini wrap around his body.The snake letter is right next to his ear, and it will even fall on the ear.

"Bring him here, Nagini... My servant is here, and I want him to meet his master. What is it like now..."

Nagini slowly let go of Peter Pettigrew and slowly slid deeper into the depths.Peter quickly got up from the ground, and quickly followed with Bertha.

Turning left and right in the forest, Nagini finally got into a cave.The hole was so small that Peter could only climb in on his knees.

"Come forward, come forward, let me see you, Wormtail...my servant..."

"Give me a little light, let me see you..."

A soft white light emerged from the tip of Pettigrew Peter's staff, and through the light, he finally saw his master's current face.

It couldn't be called a person anymore, it was just a wriggling black shadow, and a face could be seen faintly.

"Disappointed? Wormtail..." Voldemort's voice became even hoarse, extremely weak.

"No...Master..." Peter Pettigrew knelt down again, holding his wand flat.

Voldemort didn't seem to notice it, and continued to say: "Look at you, Wormtail, you are prostrate in front of me, you must be wondering why I have to submit to such a guy who doesn't even have a human body..."

"No! No! Master..."

"You must be thinking in your heart, the great Dark Lord has failed! He was defeated by a baby..."

"No...Master..."

"Is the failed Dark Lord still the Dark Lord? No, he is not... So, you have not come to look for me for more than ten years!"

Nagini's head stretched out again, and the letter landed on Peter Pettigrew's face.

"However, I am very happy that you are here. There is still a servant who remembers his master...even though, he did not do it voluntarily..."

"No! Master! I am voluntary, Wormtail is voluntary..."

"Lie!" Voldemort's tone was full of anger. "Lie! Someone told you to come to me! You are lying!"

"Oh... familiar magic, young and powerful, full of vigor..."

"My little Ike, is he all right?"

Peter Pettigrew heard a hint of concern in Voldemort's tone, which made him even more frightened.

"Ike..."

"You have to call him little master!"

"Little master...he is very good, he is the best in Hogwarts now."

"Of course, of course, of course he is the best..." Voldemort's voice was much softer, "Young, powerful, steady, and equally obsessed with the greatness of magic..."

"Look at this curse! How wonderful!"

"Yes Master……"

"Take me back, Wormtail, I want to meet my little Ike..."

"But first, I need you to do one thing for me."

"But according to your order, master..."

"I need a body, you have to make a body for me..."

(End of this chapter)