PS: The last two chapters have been slightly modified. According to the timeline, Harry should still be lying in the hospital.
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Tom is very busy this semester, and of course he doesn't have time to read the supplementary books mentioned by Professor Trelawney. He plans to use the positioning paper he got from the association before.
With just one drop of blood, you can track your target forever to the ends of the earth.
"You see, the secret of twig divination is..." Tom casually made up some key points of twig divination, and Neville and Ron were stunned for a moment. At the same time, he secretly took out the positioning sheepskin from his robe.
Paper.
Hermione's sharp eyes immediately saw Tom's little move, and she rolled her eyes: Is this a little genius in divination? It's really hardcore divination. The moment she saw the parchment, she understood that Tom wanted to use the positioning parchment to find
Banban. This made her feel a little confused and puzzled: Is it worth consuming a piece of positioning paper for a mouse? This paper is still very expensive.
If Banban was just an ordinary mouse, it would definitely not be worth it. This mouse was not from the Tongliao Club making videos. It would be a loss to consume a magic prop worth hundreds of points for it. But Banban is not ordinary—
—Peter Pettigrew has extremely high utilization value.
Although she was confused, Hermione did not expose Tom in public. She just looked at him like a silly son-in-law of a landowner and started to cover him up.
"Ah, is that so?" She interrupted from time to time to distract Ron and Neville. Tom took the opportunity to rub the parchment on the blood on Ron's sheets.
The moment the parchment came into contact with the blood, part of the blood suddenly disappeared, and the parchment was covered with a light red color.
Along with the color change, a slight force was also generated on the parchment, driving the parchment to move in a certain direction.
Seeing that the parchment had taken effect, Tom no longer hesitated, walked into the Gryffindor common room, and picked out a thin log from the fire in the fireplace.
"Can this thing also be used as a branch?" Ron looked stunned. This "branch" was very different from the branch he expected.
The corner of Tom's mouth twitched. Who told him to be too lazy to go downstairs to break the branches? He was going back and forth to the tenth floor. It was just a show. There was no need to take it so seriously.
"Well, this is just a branch, it's just a little thicker and there is no bark on the outside. The essence of branch divination is not in the branches...Hermione, are you right?"
Hermione on the other side could hardly hold herself together. It could be seen from the tense muscles at the corners of her mouth that she was having a hard time holding back her smile.
She could only say "hmm" to express her support. She was really afraid that she would laugh out loud.
Tom was like a magic stick, holding the firewood and mumbling words that he couldn't even understand. He regretted it now: why not choose a more normal divination method, such as a crystal ball or tea leaves?
Sort of like—even palmistry is more reliable than this outrageous tree branch divination, right?
Fortunately, it was morning and there were not many people in the common room. But it was also shameful, because every little wizard who showed up in the common room in the morning was attracted to Tom.
He and Hermione made quite a splash yesterday, and today they appeared in the Gryffindor common room, which naturally attracted onlookers.
"What is he doing?" Fred stood in the corner of the lounge, watching Tom holding firewood and mumbling with his brother George.
"It seems that he is helping our stupid brother find Scabbers." George made a face and imitated Ron's tone and said: "Mommy, Mummy, my Scabbers is lost~"
Fred laughed so hard that he couldn't stand up straight.
"But do you think Yoder is serious? If you want to find the missing mouse with a piece of broken wood, in my opinion, it is more practical to find the 'wood' in the team. [Note]"
Fred's laughter stopped for a moment, and he thought carefully, "I vaguely remember that branch divination was mentioned in the divination class?"
George looked at his twin brother Fred as if he were a stranger, "When did you start studying divination? Isn't that thing used to divide water?!"
"I know, but the person who did this kind of thing is Tom Yoder. He is a reliable person." Fred also looked confused. His experience told him that it is impossible for a normal little wizard to get the money from Trelaw.
He couldn't learn anything useful from Professor Ni, but his experience also told him that Tom Yoder was not a simple character. He said that using branches to help Ron find Scabbers would be possible.
"Maybe the key to the problem is not the branches," he said to himself, "look carefully at his next actions."
Tom also ended his "casting".
"This branch will lead me to Banban." He held the branch in one hand and hid the other hand under the sleeve of his robe, holding the positioning paper.
He followed the guidance of the positioning paper and walked towards the boys' dormitory.
"Is Scabbers still in the boys' dormitory?" Several young wizards who were watching also followed. Hermione thought for a moment and also followed.
Ron had a bad premonition: Could it be that Scabbers's eaten bones were still in the dormitory? He quickened his pace and ran to Tom's side, staring closely at the stick of firewood.
Following the guidance of the positioning paper, Tom came to the door of the boys' bathroom. He thought for a moment, pushed the door open and walked in, and finally stopped in front of an occupied cubicle.
Tom:……
Everyone:......
Hermione outside the bathroom:...
After more than a minute, there was a sound of flushing water coming from inside, and then Percy walked out with a satisfied look on his face.
As soon as he opened the door, Percy found countless pairs of eyes staring at him.
Percy:?!
Is there something wrong with the way I opened the door? Why are there so many people outside the door? Although Percy often speaks in front of people, he still feels uncomfortable with the looks of these people.
"I only stayed in there for a short time, and there was absolutely no delay!" he said subconsciously.
"We don't care about your intestinal health." Fred said angrily in the crowd, "So Yodel, where is Scabbers? Did it turn into Percy's excrement and be flushed into the sewer?"
Tom:……
Peter Pettigrew, what kind of strange hobby do you have? Why are you hiding in the toilet? Is there a big meal here? Do you treat the boys' toilet as a members-only restaurant?!
But along with the strong smell in the small space, Tom suddenly had a realization: Banban chose to hide here, maybe to cover his own smell with the smell of the toilet itself?
"This is it." He said to the person behind him in a low voice. The positioning paper in his pocket was also vibrating crazily, indicating that he was very close to the target person.
Tom's eyes looked at the toilet paper box in the compartment. This box, which was as big as a car wheel, seemed to be very suitable for hiding a mouse.
Peter Pettigrew was really frightened by Sirius.
He learned the bad news at the end of this summer vacation: Sirius Black escaped from Azkaban! Although others thought he was going to cause trouble for Harry Potter, his family knew their own business.
Peter knew very well that Sirius was here for him.
During those days when he became a mouse and had nothing to do, he carefully reviewed the reasons for his exposure, and finally determined that it was most likely that he accidentally appeared on the news of the "Daily Prophet" - Mr. Weasley was caught during the holidays.
They won the grand prize and received several hundred gold galleons. They used the money to go on vacation to Egypt. They were also interviewed by the Daily Prophet because of their winnings.
When he thought of this, Banban felt regretful.
A hundred secrets and a sparseness are really a hundred secrets and a sparseness! Twelve years of lurking made him lose his vigilance, and he accidentally exposed himself to the public. What's even more outrageous is that after being exposed just once, he was kidnapped.
Sirius saw it!
There are only two people in the world who know that they can become an Animagus. In the past twelve years, they have only been exposed once, and they were discovered! It is really outrageous!
Peter Pettigrew even felt a sense of being teased by fate.
After realizing that he was exposed, Peter's first reaction was to run away: if he continued to stay with the Weasley family, he would be a target for Black. He must stay away from them as soon as possible. But that Ron Weasley really regarded him as a target.
It’s too tight! I carry him with me almost 24 hours a day, and even sleep with him. He has no chance to escape.
Later, I encountered a good opportunity in Diagon Alley, but was found in the end, and then was taken to Hogwarts by Ron... It has been delayed until now.
But he couldn't delay it now! Sirius had already come to the door! If he didn't run away, it would be too late. So he decisively found a good opportunity to run away, and hid in the bathroom like a thief, taking advantage of the smell here.
Cover your own existence.
As for his next escape plan, he was still thinking about it - he had plenty of time, so he decided to take a nap first.
As a result, while he was asleep, Peter Pettigrew heard a loud noise coming from outside. The accent sounded somewhat like the voices of the Weasley family's prude Percy and the troublemaker Fred.
Suddenly, the toilet paper box he was in began to vibrate, and someone was tapping the top of the box.
The person knocking on the box said while knocking: "Hello, hello? Is anyone in there?"
Peter Pettigrew was shocked: What on earth is going on?
Tom knocked on the box several times with dull eyes, but when there was no response, he took out his wand, pointed at the toilet paper box and said, "Split it into pieces!"
The box suddenly broke into several pieces, and the toilet paper inside rolled out. A gray rat fell out with the toilet paper.
Tom saw Peter Pettigrew, showed an eight-tooth smile, and said hello to him: "Here's Tommy!"
Peter Pettigrew had never seen "The Shining", but he couldn't help but shiver, and allowed Tom to lift him up by his tail and throw him into Ron's arms.
"Look, I found it." Tom felt a little nauseous as he watched Ron hurriedly stuffing Peter into the robe on his chest - every day he held a middle-aged, obese and bald man, fed him, and stayed with him.
You may have to kiss him and talk to him while you sleep, which is really a heavy taste.
Tom stretched out his hand and waved it vigorously in front of his nose, trying to dispel the bad toilet smell.
"Okay, let's go." He left the bathroom, leaving a group of little wizards looking at each other.
"So, can someone tell me what happened?" Percy asked confused.
At the same time, Harry also woke up in the ward. The teammates who were around him last night had all gone back to the dormitory, and the ward was empty at this time.
"...He almost died!"
"Fortunately, the ground is all soft mud..."
"Albert caught the snitch... Ravenclaw won fairness and justice. Why didn't we think of wearing robes with a waterproof spell?"
"We lost by more than two hundred points..."
"Your broom...the Forbidden Forest...the professors are going to get it..."
The words of his teammates came to him like a flood after he woke up, making him feel inexplicably suffocated. Now he feels like everything yesterday was like a nightmare.
Harry shook his head and "drove" those sounds out. Yesterday's game was a nightmare for Harry, but at least there was one good thing: because Harry was hospitalized, Madam Pomfrey prescribed it to him.
After one dose of the decoction, he had a good sleep.
When he woke up today, he felt energetic. The bad mood after yesterday's game seemed to have been taken away by that baby-like sleep. He glanced at the sunshine outside the window. Due to myopia, he couldn't see the specific scene clearly, but he still
As you can see, the sun is shining brightly today.
All problems can be solved, he encouraged himself, but at the same time he was a little annoyed: when he encountered the dementors in the game yesterday, why didn't he think of pulling out his wand and casting a Patronus Charm on them? I can only say that he
It's still too tender, or the thinking has been stagnated by the rain.
Harry reached out to touch his glasses. He remembered that he had put them on the bedside table after his teammates left last night, but when he put his hand on the bedside table, what he touched was a piece of wood with wooden thorns.
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"What is this?" Harry had a bad premonition in his heart. He groped around on the bedside table in a panic and found more splinters and twigs. There were tears in Harry's eyes. He didn't cry.
He only came out because he couldn't make a complete conclusion yet.
Of course, he already had the answer in his heart, but he just didn't dare to confirm it.
Finally, Harry fumbled for his glasses on the bedside. He put them on with trembling hands, and the legs of the glasses poked his face several times. After putting the glasses on, the whole world became clear again. Harry
He mustered up the courage to look at the bedside table, and then he felt that he was enveloped in deep despair again: he saw more than a dozen pieces of wood and a pile of messy twigs on the bedside table. This was the bedside table that had been with him for more than two years.
The remains of the broomstick.
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Note: The name of Wood, the captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch team, means wood.