Fantastic Creatures Trainer at Hogwarts

There was a knock on the door of McGonagall's office.

The transfiguration professor who was in charge of grading homework went out: "What happened? Shelby, Granger, and Potter, are you awake at this late hour?"

"Compared to this, Professor, you should come with us."

"Walking? Where?"

"Go to the Gryffindor bedroom!" Ringo said anxiously: "Professor, I suspect that Ron has been kidnapped!"

"Kidnapped by who?"

"A dark wizard named Peter Pettigrew!"

"135" Voldemort's son's killing of his father

"Peter Pettigrew?" McGonagall thought he had heard it wrong, "Or a dark wizard?"

Her eyes in square glasses looked at Ringo questioningly: "Mr. Shelby, this joke is not funny, not to mention that Peter Pettigrew is not a dark wizard. Even he himself died in a catastrophe 11 years ago." Against the explosion of the Dark Wizard..."

"Dead?" Ringo didn't believe it either, "Is there any body left?"

"That's enough, it's not a good behavior to insult a warrior who died for justice." McGonagall frowned, "Especially... Potter, Peter Pettigrew is still your father's best friend!"

Harry, who had known this for a long time, didn't change his face.

Just repeating what Ringo said: "So Professor McGonagall, did the explosion 11 years ago, did Peter Pettigrew leave a body?"

"What happened to you?"

McGonagall finally realized something was wrong, and turned her gaze to Hermione: "Miss Granger, tell me."

Snapped!

Hermione put the Marauder's Map on her desk.

"This is the Marauder's Map, which is better than the Map of Human Footprints, Professor McGonagall. It can record the footprints of all the people who existed in Hogwarts, such as here now..." Hermione simply pointed, "McGonagall's office, with you and us..."

"Well, it's a very clever map." Mag glanced briefly, then nodded, "Then?"

"Then we looked at Harry's dormitory." Hermione moved the map there, "Now, ask the professor to read who is in this dormitory."

"Dean Thomas; Seamus Finnigan; Neville Longbottom; Ronald...Peter Pettigrew?" McGonagall's breathing became more rapid, "Peter Pettigrew and Wes are in the same bed? "

"Yes..." Ringo nodded.

"How is this possible? Peter was blown up..."

"Is there a corpse? Professor." The three asked almost in unison.

Mag took a deep breath: "There is no body, he has been blown up, leaving only a piece of finger..."

"Professor, Ron has a pet mouse named Scabbers. Scabbers used to be Percy's pet. You should have an impression?"

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"Banban's front leg is missing a toe." Lin Gedandan said, "And I asked Ron, Banban is just an ordinary mouse, it came to Ron's house 11 years ago, and it hasn't died yet ..."

"11 years ago?" McGonagall stood up abruptly, she looked at Ringo, her expression could no longer be calm, "I have to apologize to you, Mr. Shelby, maybe you are right, Wes Even if he hadn't been kidnapped in the past, he might be very dangerous now."

"Then you want to go to Ron's bedroom with us?"

"Yes……"

"Shouldn't you call Headmaster Dumbledore?"

"Albus is off to the Ministry of Magic... well, let's go..."

McGonagall was not one to be indecisive.

After making up your mind.

She immediately took the wand and led the three of them to the Gryffindor dormitory. When they met Filch on the way, he just nodded and left the gatekeeper who wanted to lecture him behind.

soon……

Four people came to the fat lady.

"What's the password?" Mag looked at the students behind him.

Ringo at the front said: "Nonsense."

"The password is correct." The fat lady still acted honestly in front of the professor, and opened the door directly.

It's just that McGonagall looked at Ringo, the "Snake Court" who said the "Gryffindor common room password", and always felt that the painting style was weird.

Good thing she suppressed the weirdness.

Just walk in.

"The dormitory is over there, Professor." Harry pointed out, leading everyone to the door of his dormitory.

——The Hogwarts women's dormitory prohibits boys from entering.

But the male dorm can't help anything.

So both McGonagall and Hermione stepped into the door of Harry's bedroom smoothly, and McGonagall said, "Be careful."

"Yes..." Ringo nodded.

Taking advantage of the situation, Hermione was pulled in front of her, and she covered the witch's eyes.

Hermione was about to struggle.

I heard the whisper of the beloved boy in my ears: "Hermione, you don't want to see other boys' bodies, do you?"

She doesn't struggle anymore.

He obediently followed Ringo with his eyes closed.

at the same time.

Mag also cast an Iron Armor Curse on the front, and opened the bedroom door—it was very quiet, and everyone was sleeping soundly in their pajamas.

Including Ron.

But what is interesting is that the mouse next to the pillow disappeared.

"Where is it?" McGonagall asked Harry.

Harry ran over to check: "It was still by the pillow just now..."

The words fall.

He accidentally bumped the table next to the bed.

Woke up Seamus on the side: "Harry? You came back so late, you... oh, Mai—"

Mag hit with a spell.

Seamus immediately fell silent.

But even so, what he just said was enough to wake up the others.

For example, Neville, who was in a very light sleep, and Ron, who was closest to him, saw Ron open his eyes in confusion: "Harry, what are you going to do?"

He clutched his chest and curled up, looking fascinatedly at Harry in front of him, and... Ringo and McGonagall behind Harry: "Professor? You..."

"Shh..." Harry hissed, "Where's Scabbers? There's something wrong with him."

"Is there a problem with Banban?" Ron had a big mouth and immediately called out, "What's wrong with Banban?"

while talking.

As he sat up, he took out the awakened Ban Ban from his pocket, and held it in his arms: "You want to bully my Ban Ban?"

"It's not bullying, it's helping..." Harry explained sheepishly.

"So sneaky to help?"

"Ron, take your hands away, come on, are you still fascinated?"

"How is it possible..." Ron yelled with sleepy eyes, "I won't allow you to bully my Madara—"

Whoosh!

Seeing the opportunity, Mag cast a spell on Scabbers.

next moment……

Banban let out a squeak, and his body swelled up rapidly, and his squeak gradually changed from "squeak" to "ahhh", and soon, it turned into a fat man, holding a delicate posture Face to face being held by Ron.

"Ah—" Ron screamed.

Immediately let go of his arms, and scrambled from the bed to run in front of Ringo, completely losing the determination to protect Banban just now.

And Scabbers...

Or Peter Pettigrew.

He finally woke up from the daze, his heart was pounding, he turned his head slowly, and looked at Mag who was facing him: "Teach, professor?"

"Peter..." Mag's tone was complicated, "How did you become like this? What happened back then?"

"I……"

Peter Pettigrew stammered: "I don't know, Professor, I wake up like this, there must be some vicious magic that turned me into a..."

"You were transformed back by me using the Animagus counter-curse." McGonagall frowned, "Don't tell me this transfiguration professor, Animagus transfiguration doesn't have your subjective thoughts."

"I know, yes, I became, I was just terrified, that's why..."

Peter Pettigrew explained in a panic.

But the words were not finished.

He suddenly rolled to the other side of the bed, and before Mag hit another spell, he turned into a mouse again the moment he landed, rushing towards the bedroom window along the corner of the wall along the darkness.

This is too fast.

In addition, the dark environment and the sympathy of the former students really affected the judgment, so that Mag was a little stunned, and when she realized it again, the mouse had rushed to the window sill...

however--

at this time.

While holding Hermione half-armed and covering the little girl's eyes, Ringo, who didn't say much, threw out a spell.

Snapped!

The mouse that was crossing the window bars froze for a moment.

next moment……

It swelled up, like a giant mouse stuck firmly on the window...

early morning.

The entrance to Hogwarts school.

Dumbledore and Fudge, the Minister of Magic, head to the castle, followed by several Aurors.

It's just that the faces of the two are not very good-looking.

The former ignores the latter.

But Fudge still followed: "Dumbledore, you know this is a normal process. After all, according to what you said, the Philosopher's Stone is protected layer by layer. How could Quirrell get it unless there is an internal agent, and who is the internal agent? Only The Shelby who is rumored to be the son of the mysterious man is the most likely, he must be investigated..."

"He has nothing to do with Voldemort." Dumbledore couldn't help but said, "He was also petrified that day."

"It's not certain, if it's self-directed and self-acted..."

"Fudge, he's just a child. As the Minister of Magic, you slander an innocent child like this? Are you still trying to arrest him for questioning without any evidence?"

"Innocent? Nothing he did was innocent. What's the difference between bullying and controlling his classmates and the mysterious man? To be honest, I don't want to do it either. He just does a "just" thing, a real "resistance" "As for the mysterious person, I'm not going to..."

The words did not fall.

McGonagall dragged a chubby man over: "Albus, I think the case of Sirius can be overturned, he was wronged. Peter Pettigrew is the real murderer who took refuge in the mysterious man, 11 years ago After the explosion, he didn't die, but left a severed finger, and then turned into a mouse with an illegal Animagus, and hid in Wesley's house as a pet mouse..."

"Peter? You're not dead? You took refuge with the mysterious man?" Dumbledore stared at the fat man, and continued after a while, "Minerva, how did you find out?"

"not me……"

McGonagall took out the Marauder's Map: "Shelby found it... Huh? Minister Fudge is here too? Why is your face so ugly?"

Fudge: "..."