Late at night, in a remote and dirty alley, a black figure appeared out of thin air, looked around furtively, and after confirming that no one was around, quickly disappeared into the depths of the alley.
The wizard stopped in front of an old house, raised his hand to knock on the wooden door, looked around nervously, and ducked into the house as the door creaked.
After entering the house, the wizard seemed to be relieved. He glanced up at the middle-aged man beside him who opened the door for him. He walked towards the burning fireplace, half-crouched down beside the armchair and faced the man lying on the armchair.
The baby on the bed said: "Master, I'm back."
Voldemort opened his scarlet eyes and asked hoarsely: "Have we been contacted?"
"Already contacted."
As he spoke, Peter Pettigrew reached into his robe pocket, took out a letter, opened it, and prepared to read it to Voldemort. After noticing that there were other people in the hall, Peter took out his wand and waved at the wizard, telling him to go.
Stay elsewhere.
The content of Little Barty's letters was very complicated and seemed to be talking about trivial matters in life, but Peter was able to pick out words from the letters to form a paragraph.
In order to prevent Dumbledore from secretly checking the letter, both parties now use the most primitive encryption method.
Yes, purely handmade, no magic is used.
Although it is unlikely, once Dumbledore actually does that, no matter how clever the magic is, it will be difficult to hide it from the other party's eyes.
"Little Barty has not been found yet, but Dumbledore already knows that he is still alive and thinks that he may be hiding in Hogwarts School." Peter spent a few minutes translating the first sentence of the parchment that had just been translated.
After reading a paragraph, he secretly glanced at Voldemort and continued, "He also mentioned divination in the letter."
"Divination?"
There was an inexplicable flavor in Voldemort's tone. The reason why he became like this was related to the divination prophecy.
"Little Barty thinks this matter is probably related to the mudblood named Albert Anderson." When Peter saw this letter, he suddenly understood why he was caught.
"You want to tell me that the mudblood is a fortune teller?"
There was a hint of anger in Voldemort's hoarse voice, the anger of being teased.
"This is what Barty Jr. mentioned in his letter, Master." Peter Pettigrew lowered his head in fear, not forgetting to blame others so as not to bear Voldemort's wrath.
"I know you hate that mudblood." Voldemort said suddenly.
"Master, I hate him, but..." Peter Pettigrew stuttered a little.
"That's not the reason for you to lie. Don't you know that fortune telling is actually the profession that pays the most attention to blood?"
In the magic world, famous and powerful diviners all inherit their divination talent through bloodline, and their number is even rarer than that of squibs.
A Muggle wizard, where does his blood come from?
However, Voldemort apparently ignored one thing, that is, the awakening of the divination ability by the first-generation diviners has nothing to do with blood, and they usually have strong divination abilities. Although the probability of this is almost close to zero, it is not impossible.
In fact, the main reason is that Albert's identity as a Muggle wizard is too confusing, and how could Voldemort, who is based on blood theory, admit this?
"I think that mudblood will be a disaster sooner or later." Peter Pettigrew quickly added, "Little Barty obviously thinks so too."
"Enough." Voldemort scolded impatiently.
Voldemort did subconsciously despise Muggle wizards. In his opinion, he was just a Mudblood. No matter how talented he was, he could be easily killed when he got his power back.
Peter knew enough was enough and did not continue to apply eye drops to the Dark Lord. He pulled out another piece of paper and continued, "Little Barty hopes that we can help him collect the ingredients for the compound potion. If not, he will have to go to the compound potion."
He was forced to evacuate Hogwarts before he was completely exhausted."
"Find a way to prepare medicine for little Barty." Voldemort said.
"This..." Peter Pettigrew hesitated for a moment, and then suggested in a low voice: "Master, do you really not consider finding a replacement? I think the current situation means that you should get your own power back as soon as possible..."
"Really, Wormtail? It seems that recent events have frightened you." Voldemort's cold tone was like a slap on Peter Pettigrew's mouth, making him shut up obediently.
Voldemort naturally had his reasons for insisting on using Potter's blood to resurrect himself, which involved some cause and effect related to Potter.
More than ten years ago, Harry Potter's mother died to save him, which inadvertently gave Potter some protection. That ancient magic still exists today, making it difficult for Voldemort to kill Harry Potter himself.
, this matter will most likely become his fatal weakness, but...as long as he uses Potter's blood to resurrect himself, this problem will no longer exist.
"How are you preparing the medicinal materials?"
Voldemort asked himself the question he was most concerned about, which was what Peter had been busy with recently.
It was all prepared last time, but Dumbledore served it all in one go.
"It's still a bit short. We've been taking action too frequently recently. It's best to find another place to collect the rest." Peter whispered about his arrangements: "As for those medicinal materials, I hid them in a Muggle who was under my control.
Even if there is an emergency at an elderly person's home, there is no need to worry about encountering the same situation as last time."
After the last experience, Peter Pettigrew was much more cautious than before. Not only did he use the Imperius Curse to control a wizard and occupy the other person's house as a temporary stronghold, he also used the Imperius Curse to control him in order to prevent others from coming to him again.
A Muggle and hid the collected medicinal herbs in his yard.
There was no other way, as the door was blocked twice, and Peter Pettigrew was not sure about his hiding place. If there is one thing, there are two, and if there are two, there are three.
For the safety of his own life, Peter also deliberately prepared a lot of raw materials for Voldemort to resurrect his body. When he was really in danger, he could let the Dark Lord protect him. Even if he was forced to give up his current baby body, Dark Lord would protect him.
The Devil can still take on a physical body again at any time with Peter's help.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "I'm tired." Voldemort's voice was full of fatigue that could not be concealed. This body made of potions was still too fragile.
I still haven't been able to recover.
However, Voldemort didn't know that the guy he despised quietly brought him a new surprise.
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Sirius Black has been in the Netherlands for a while. In order to prevent Peter Pettigrew from running away after discovering him, he has been quietly disguising himself as other wizards and searching for Peter Pettigrew's whereabouts privately. So far, he has found nothing.
This kind of thing is actually not surprising. If the wizard really wants to hide, it is not easy to find them, especially when there is a shortage of manpower, it is even more difficult to find people in a short time.
In the end, Sirius Black used the unreliable suggestion taught by Albert, took a Felixir, and tried his luck in a short period of time. If he was lucky enough, he might be able to find Pettigrew.
Peter.
Sirius was obviously very lucky, and he quickly thought of a solution.
Following the guidance of his intuition, Sirius went to the Ministry of Magic in the Netherlands and informed the country's wizards about Peter.
Sirius plans to use the country's wizards to drive Peter Pettigrew out of the mouse hole.
The Dutch Ministry of Magic is actually not very interested in this matter, because they actually know very well how dangerous the mysterious man is, and no one wants to provoke him.
Well, the point is actually that most of the Dark Lord's activities are in the UK, so other countries are willing to watch the excitement quietly. It is not easy to convince them to capture Peter Pettigrew.
But this matter was not difficult for Sirius Black, who used the Felixir, and he quickly convinced him.
First of all, Peter Pettigrew's bounty was high enough, even for the Ministry of Magic. Thirty thousand Galleons was a valuable bounty. Secondly, the person they were asked to deal with was not Voldemort, but the man who tried to resurrect Voldemort.
The fugitive Peter Pettigrew.
Dealing with the Dark Lord and dealing with fugitives are completely different concepts.
Finally, Sirius also provided the Ministry of Magic with the hiding place of Peter Pettigrew.
How could the Dutch Ministry of Magic not be moved?
To them, this is just a piece of fat.
As for Sirius Black's conspiracy, he just wants to get rid of Peter Pettigrew with the help of the Ministry of Magic. They don't mind helping each other fulfill their wish for revenge. Anyway, there is no conflict of interest between the two parties.
As long as you can capture or even kill Peter Pettigrew, you will not only get a large Galleons bounty from the British Ministry of Magic, but the diplomatic relations between the Dutch Ministry of Magic and the British Ministry of Magic will also be further improved.
The entire Ministry of Magic quickly moved into action. In order to combat dark wizards and prevent Voldemort from resurrecting in the Netherlands, it quickly blocked Wizarding Street, temporarily expelled nearby Muggles, and began to investigate and search for the whereabouts of Peter Pettigrew.
"The Elixir of Fortune is really a good thing!"
Sirius ate carelessly, silently waiting for the right time to appear. He didn't expect the Ministry of Magic to catch Peter Pettigrew, but it was enough to drive Peter out of the mouse hole, and he would personally stop him when the time came.
Sirius was confident in blocking Peter Pettigrew because he also had the Elixir of Fortune.
It would be nice if we could get more elixirs, but unfortunately they can't be used often, and it's very difficult to brew them.
However, even Sirius had to admit that it was indeed a good idea for Albert to separate the elixir so that the users could gain good luck in a short period of time.
A whole day of good luck is of no use at all, as long as it works well at critical moments.
This is the correct way to use Fuling Elixir.
There is no need to worry about overdose of Fu Ling after taking it multiple times, because the dosage is already small, so it doesn’t matter if you use it a few times.
What's more, Fuling Elixir is extremely expensive, so you still want to overdose on it?
When the Dutch Ministry of Magic dispatched Aurors and hired workers to quietly blockade the Wizarding District, Peter knew he might be in trouble.
"Damn, how could this happen?"
When Peter transformed from a mouse back into a human form, he looked very angry, because those people came to bet on him, and even posted Peter's reward list.
The Ministry of Magic seemed to have long believed that Peter was hiding in Magic Street, and sent a large number of Aurors to search everywhere. It also attracted other wizards who wanted to get a share of the pie. Peter simply couldn't imagine that the other party had created such a big battle just to capture him.
Own?
It made him feel like he was going crazy.
In the end, Voldemort let the unlucky guy under his control go out and cause some trouble, and when the fire broke out of control and started burning on the block, he asked Peter to take him out of the chaos.
This country cannot stay any longer.
Fortunately, I had put the medicinal materials elsewhere, otherwise this time would have been wasted.
The Dutch Ministry of Magic was indeed well prepared, but Voldemort was not a vegetarian and quickly helped Peter escape from the encirclement.
However, as soon as Peter escaped from the encirclement, before he could feel happy, he felt a creepy feeling. As soon as he waved his wand to protect himself, he was hit by a spell and flew away.
"You are finally willing to get out of the mouse hole."
Sirius sneered as he looked at the embarrassed old friend in front of him, and waved his wand to attack Peter.
With the help of the elixir, Sirius easily used the spell to suppress Peter.
"Sirius!" Peter Pettigrew screamed, "It's you, it's all you!"
After he was blocked by Sirius who was chasing him from England, Peter realized what was going on.
"Go to hell Peter, remember to confess to James and Lily!"
Sirius did not forget Albert's advice, stop talking nonsense, and killed Peter directly.
Therefore, he did not give Peter any chance and rushed to kill Peter, using the most powerful spell he knew.
Peter was horrified to find that his former friend seemed to have become very powerful and was determined to kill him. He didn't block it a few times before his whole body was blown away by the explosion again.
Just when Sirius was about to make the final blow, a creepy sense of crisis suddenly surged in his heart. Under the urging of the Elixir of Fortune, he pounced to the side to avoid the forest green light coming from the right.
Sirius saw an ugly baby floating in the air with a wand pointing at him.
"Voldemort?" Sirius directly attacked Voldemort. His intuition told him that Voldemort couldn't hold on any longer. "It's really surprising. I didn't expect you to give the queen to that coward. When did he become so important in your heart?"
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"Go to hell, Sirius Black!"
Voldemort stared at Sirius. Although this incident was more out of help, it was definitely a shame for Voldemort. He suddenly waved his wand, and a tragic explosion occurred in the whole street.
"Damn."
Sirius had already realized what had happened, and quickly put up a magic shield to protect himself.
After the dust and smoke dissipated, Sirius looked at the big crater in the middle of the street after the explosion, his expression extremely ugly. Peter Pettigrew escaped, escaping from under his nose in the same way he had for more than ten years.
This incident was an absolute shame for Sirius.
He regretted not using Avada Kedavra during the sneak attack.