Homecoming from Hogwarts

Chapter 193 The Escaped Mouse

Sirius Black has ruined the festive spirit of Halloween by sneaking into the castle, and the horrors of this dastardly, villainous criminal will keep little wizards in a panic for some time to come However, Professor Brian, the director of the Student Safety Office who returned to Hogwarts at a lightning speed, rescued the little wizards from the panic again.

The warm atmosphere in today's auditorium is no less than yesterday's. Although there are no twisted ribbons hanging around the spacious auditorium, the food piled on the four long tables is more abundant.

Dumbledore re-introduced Amosta Bryan with witty words. When Professor Bryan, who defeated the basilisk and ended the legend of the Chamber of Secrets, stood up with a restrained smile and waved to everyone, the auditorium Inside, there was thunderous applause immediately!

Everyone was greatly encouraged in their hearts. They believed that Professor Brian would continue to write his glorious record and once again drive the evil that threatened everyone's lives out of the darkness.

At this moment of celebration, there is only one person. No, only one mouse, facing the bone-chilling cold alone.
The bright moonlight shone through the carved window sash into the Gryffindor common room soaked in gloom. In the deserted dormitory, a humble and cowardly figure was hiding in the gap between the four-poster bed and the wall. shivering.

In the past 12 years, he did not hesitate to give up his life just to survive, but now it seems that the time of final judgment seems to be coming soon.
Ever since Sirius Black escaped from Azkaban, everyone has been discussing what he will do next, and a very small number of wizards with inside information believe that the purpose of Black's escape from prison is to kill the boy, that The 'Boy Who Lived' who brought down the Dark Lord.

But Peter knew that Black would not kill Harry, because it was never Black who betrayed the Potters, but himself.

Black knew that he didn't die, but lived in the Weasley family in the form of a mouse, and now he was coming to revenge, not only for the Potters, but also for Black himself
Peter didn't know exactly where Black got the news, but he confirmed that Black must have.

How exactly?
Peter curled up with his palm-sized body, thinking hard in despair and fear. He had been thinking about this question for several months.

run away!

This was an idea that came to him instinctively, and it was his early plan.

However, after deep thinking, he gave up this idea and still followed the Weasley boy back to Hogwarts.

The reason is simple, as long as it continues to follow Ron, then it can enjoy all the comprehensive protection Dumbledore has arranged for the boy. As long as it is in this kind of protection, Black may not be able to get close to it. Peter is so I thought about it, but now it seems that he underestimated Black's means and his determination.

Just last night, Black and him were only separated by a wall, and he was only close, and he could not save his precious life.

Peter didn't know how Black broke through the hundreds of dementors outside the courtyard wall and broke into Hogwarts, but he knew that last night's failure would not make Black retreat, and he would definitely try again until he killed himself , or Blake himself is killed.

How did he end up in such a ridiculous situation?

The clear and bright moonlight was so pale in those small black eyes filled with tears from fear.

Until now, Peter still didn't understand why the person who was so powerful that he couldn't even mention his name was defeated by a baby?He didn't understand why he made a decision after careful consideration. He had already chosen the strong side, why did he still fall to this point?
Everything seems to be back to the original point, back to the time when I just entered Hogwarts.

In the auditorium, the golden candlelight swayed on a short and thin boy who was trembling towards the sorting hat, as if he had put on the cloak of the fearless.

"what--"

Even today, Peter still clearly remembers the ashes-like despair brought to him by the ragged Sorting Hat's regretful sighs.

"Please—"

The young Peter begged humbly. He was too scared. He had been like this for as long as he could remember. Because he was cowardly, not smart enough, and had no outstanding magical talent, he would fail in everything he tried. He was afraid that he would be driven home by the hat. Once again, he faced his mother's disappointed eyes.

"You are not a brave child. Wisdom and hard work are not things you are good at, and you don't have enough ambition. Hey... let me think about it, where should you go..."

"Please, sir..." Peter begged bitterly, "Just keep me!"

"Just keep you?"

The Sorting Hat laughed, "What do you think, kid?"

What do you think?
Helplessly, Peter was stunned. For many years, no one cared about what he thought in the legendary stories of his mother who had been living in Gryffindor and his father who died heroically. ． ．
"I want to go to Gryffindor..."

Peter murmured in a daze, countless nights, he fell asleep in the stories of his father's bravery and fearlessness, and Peter could still clearly remember his mother's pride and pride in her courage when she told those stories. ． ．He wants his mother to be proud of him too, this is the meaning of his life. ． ．
"To Gryffindor?"

The voice of the Sorting Hat became weird, "You said you were going to Gryffindor, well, in my opinion, Hufflepuff might help you get out of the quagmire in your heart, but since you have made a choice... , I hope that in the long life to come, you can find that courage hidden in your heart."

It was one of the few beautiful moments in his life. When the Sorting Hat shouted out his choice with a loud voice, he seemed to see his mother's proud eyes towards him for the first time.

But the truth is always cruel, everything is just as the sorting hat said at the sorting ceremony, he is not a brave boy, the House of Courage did not tap his inner courage, but made him more cowardly.

Pain ensued. ． ．Everyone around seemed to be looking at themselves with strange eyes.

Can't do this anymore!

Young Peter said to himself, he needs, needs. ． ． , Someone come to shelter yourself!

Peter quickly discovered the target, James Potter and Sirius Black, these two are the best among the classmates, no matter where they go, they always shine.

Picked the right person. ． ．Ha, he picked the right guy!

Secretly, Peter said to himself ecstatically.

Accepting orders and jokes, he became their friend and got their protection. No one could bully him at school. ． ．Oh, there's a werewolf, and the disgusting werewolf joins in. ． ．
It's okay, I can bear him, as long as I don't lose this protection!

As time passed quietly, Peter once asked himself, has he found the courage hidden deep in his heart that the Sorting Hat said?
no, no. ． ． , but it doesn't matter anymore, he has found a way, even if he doesn't have the courage, he can still live in the envious eyes of most people.

Become a vassal, become a vassal of the strong, even if it is just. ． ．Just in a servile way.

He served those three people carefully, followed behind them, and was in their halo, as if he was also shining. ． ．Although it is illusory, it is still radiant and enviable!

After graduation, in the wider world, those who once radiated dazzling light have become dim, and even they themselves are hard to protect.

Only stronger people can continue to protect me!

As he humbled himself before the laughing Dark Lord, Peter thought with joy.



(End of this chapter)