My Hogwarts Day

The time went back to when Richard and the others were still in Hogwarts, and the location was in a pub outside the Albany Forest.

A chubby middle-aged woman was drinking in the tavern at this time.

"Are you Senior Sister Jorkins? Yes, you must be Senior Sister Jorkins." At this moment, a shrill voice sounded from beside her.

The middle-aged woman looked in the direction of the voice, and saw a short middle-aged man standing there. He had a pale complexion, small watery eyes, and short hair.

Dull, disheveled with patches of baldness, small build with a mouse-like face and a pointed nose. If you look carefully, you will find that his right hand is missing an index finger

"I'm Bertha Jorkins, - are you?"

"Sure enough, it's you, Senior Jorkins. I'm Hoddle. When you were at Hogwarts, you were two grades higher than us, but I have always admired you."

"Oh, it's Hoddle, I'm so sorry, you also know that my memory is not very good, but since you know that I graduated from Hogwarts, there is nothing wrong, come on

I buy you a drink. "

Jorkins warmly invited this so-called Hoddle.

"Thank you very much, Miss Jorkins, but please let me treat you."

As he said that, he asked the bartender to serve another bottle of wine, and the two sat here pushing glasses and changing glasses. It didn't take long. Under the deliberate flattery of this man with ulterior motives, the relationship between the two skyrocketed. At this time, he suddenly said to Jorkins.

"Senior sister, I have an unfeeling request here, I wonder if you would like to do me a little favor."

"Of course, you can just say what you want." In the Ministry of Magic, Jorkins has been squeezed out all the time. He didn't expect to meet his classmates in this remote place. He is still so considerate. In addition, Jorkins is very helpful by nature, so she agreed without hesitation.

In this way, the strange man led Jorkins into the endless forest.

I don't know how long I walked, even if Jorkins was slow, he felt something was wrong.

"Hodell, we have been away for so long, haven't we arrived yet?"

"Soon, we'll be there soon." Hoddle hurriedly comforted him, and at this moment, he suddenly yelled strangely at the back of Jorkins in horror.

Instinctively, Jorkins quickly looked behind.

"Dizzy." Hoddle didn't know when he pulled out his wand, and directly attacked Jorkins.

Jorkins fell to the ground instantly.

"Bertha Jorkins, it's not my fault, Peter, but your bad luck."

It turns out that this so-called Hoddle turned out to be Peter Pettigrew!!!

That same night, Pettigrew took advantage of the commotion of Lupine's transformation into a werewolf, who turned into a mouse again and escaped.

After escaping from Hogwarts in a hurry, Peter has never dared to recover his figure, so he still lives in the sewers and garbage dumps in the image of the mouse, and it is in these places that he heard the conversations of other mice.

They say that in the remote Albanian forest, there is a powerful and evil shadow, which has the power to break through fear. There are also rumors that that shadow is the incarnation of Voldemort, and his power is quietly expanding in the Albanian forest. Peter was shocked by this rumor. Peter, who had always been by Ronald's side, knew that Voldemort was not dead, but he didn't expect that Voldemort had already started to recover, and now even the rats knew about it.

After thinking twice, Peter came to the place where Voldemort's wand was buried. At that time, Voldemort left his wand behind because of his unsuccessful attack on Potter's house.

Peter, who arrived later, saw Voldemort's wand and immediately hid it. Now it's time to take it out as a gift to Voldemort.

After getting the wand, Peter came to the Albanian forest non-stop. Just when he was planning to go directly to Voldemort, he hesitated. Voldemort's moodiness made Peter extremely frightened, so he first ran to the tavern to take a rest. It was at this moment that Bertha Jorkins stepped into his eyes, and at this moment, Peter suddenly remembered Quirrell, the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor when Harry and Ronald were in the first year, perhaps Voldemort needs some soul more now, of course If you can't dedicate your soul to Voldemort, isn't this just ready-made?

So there was the scene just now, under Peter's deliberate flattery, Jorkins stepped into Peter's trap step by step.

And after Peter knocked down Jorkins, he dragged Jorkins with his short stature to continue walking toward the depths of the forest.

At this time, the moon was dark and the wind was high in the Albanian forest, and there was a creepy atmosphere in the forest. The trees in the dense forest block out the sky, forming a gloomy scene. The branches and leaves rustled, as if invisible demons were lurking around. I don't know when thick fog began to appear in the forest, and the fog enveloped the entire forest in a hazy and mysterious atmosphere. In this gloomy and terrifying scene, it seems that some unusual phenomena are happening. The branches of the trees swayed endlessly in the absence of wind, as if they were grasped by some evil force and twisted constantly. The sound of falling leaves echoed in the air, giving people a gloomy and depressing feeling.

The forest, which should have been bustling, gradually became quiet as Peter went deeper. No, it should be quiet.

"Master, master, where are you? I'm Peter, and I'm here for you, master." Peter Pettigrew dragged Jorkins and shouted hoarsely.

But there was nothing around but his own voice.

Just as Peter continued to walk into the forest, he suddenly felt that Jorkins had become heavier, making it impossible for him to drag.

Peter looked behind him, and suddenly found that, at some point, there was a huge green snake, about 12 feet long, as thick as a human thigh, coiled around Jorkins' body at this moment.

Peter was so frightened that he hurriedly put Jorkins down and backed away again and again. At this moment, he seemed to suddenly think of something, and quickly knelt down on the ground, pressing his face tightly to the ground.

"Master, is that you? I am your faithful servant Peter.

But he didn't get any response, he could only hear the rustling sound of the big snake crawling, and soon, as Peter's body sank to the ground, a stench came to his nose, scaring him Peter immediately shivered.

"I remember you, Peter Pettigrew, when you told me the address of Potter's house."

"Yes, yes, it is my master. At that time you ordered me to find out the address of Potter's house. After a lot of hard work, I finally got the address and reported it to you immediately."

"It's also because of this that I became what I am now."

Hearing Voldemort's emotionless words, Peter almost peed in terror.

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"me....

"Okay, I don't blame you for this, tell me, what are you doing here, and who is this person?"

"Of course I came to serve you, master. I have been lurking in the Weasley family all these years just to get your news. This time I got the news that you may be in the Albanian forest at Hogwarts. I will hurry to Here, as for this person, she is a member of the Ministry of Magic, and it is also my gift to you, by the way, there is this."

As he said that, Peter took out the wand from the inside of his wizard robe, and held it high above his head with both hands respectfully.

At this moment, a breeze blew through, and Peter felt that his hands were empty, and the wand was no longer there.

"Yewwood, 13.5 inches, phoenix tail feathers, this is my wand, how did you find it.

"Master, I found this at the ruins of Potter's house. I knew that the great master would definitely come back, so I hid it. After I got the news of the master, I took it out immediately, specially Dedicated to the master."

Voldemort was quite satisfied with Peter Pettigrew's answer. Although he looked down on this person very much, it was a special period after all, and it would be good to have help.

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"Okay, raise your head, my faithful servant, I allow you to face the great Dark Lord."

Hearing Voldemort's words, Peter Pettigrew raised his head cautiously and looked forward, suddenly, an urge to kill all the mice filled his mind.

What the fuck is recovery???

At this time, Voldemort was just a blue soul body, not even a physical body, what a waste of recovery.

"Don't move, let your mind go." Fudi continued to order.

Peter, who had already boarded the pirate ship, had no chance to repent, and quickly followed Voldemort's request to let himself go.

At this moment Peter felt a sense of heaviness, not physically of course, but a heaviness in the soul.

After a while, Voldemort's face appeared in the back of Peter's head, exactly like Professor Quirrell at that time.

A feeling of squeezing came, and Peter suddenly found that his body was not in control.

'Peter' took the wand he just got, and cast a spell directly on the poor woman lying on the ground.

"Instigmatism.

Suddenly, a silver light flew to Jorkins' head.

"Huh? Interesting, she was cast with a powerful forgetting spell, Peter, do you know of any spell that can break the effects of a strong forgetting spell?"

"No, master, I don't know."

"Then you are watching. Cruciatus." A red light shot onto Jorkins' body.

Immediately, Jorkins woke up. The severe and uncontrollable pain made Jorkins roll on the ground non-stop. After about three minutes, Voldemort stopped casting spells, and then continued to use the Dementia Curse.

Sure enough, the secret engraved deep in Jorkins' mind was immediately known by Voldemort.

"Triwizard Tournament, Barty Jr." In an instant, a plan took shape in Voldemort's mind.

Jorkins, who had no effect, was directly sent away by Voldemort's Avada Kedavra,

Poor Bertha Jorkins didn't even understand how she could lose her life just by helping Hoddle.

And Voldemort used the killing of Jorkins to create the last Horcrux - Nagia. .