Chapter 69 Snape's decision (Happy New Year to everyone)
"No wonder you don't want Lily to know." Snape understood Weston's thoughts, thought about it, and said relieved, "However, I still have to tell Lily about this."
"Although you resurrected Lily, I still want to avenge her. I think you should understand what I mean." Snape said calmly, looking at Weston.
Weston sighed: "Okay, I get it."
"There are not many magics in the magic world that can completely hide oneself. Apart from polyjuice potion, there is only one magic that can hide oneself for such a long time, just like this one!" Weston said, pointing his finger.
With one finger, a ladybug was caught.
Weston changed another bottle, put the ladybug in the bottle, and handed it to Snape.
Snape glanced at Weston, took the bottle, and looked at the ladybug inside carefully: "This is..."
"Rita Skeeter is a reporter from the Daily Prophet. I think the teacher should know about her." Weston said, "This reporter relies on this magic to peek into all kinds of secrets in the magical world.
.”
"Animagus." Snape nodded and threw the bottle to Weston, "I think I know what you mean. If Peter Pettigrew is really an Animagus
, it is possible to achieve this.”
"It's just that, in this case, it might not be easy to find him." Snape sighed, suddenly thought of something, and stared at Weston with burning eyes, "You just seemed to say that you found Peter Pettigrew.
Mark of?"
"Yes, teacher." Weston nodded, "There is a student in Gryffindor named Ron Weasley. Do you remember him?"
"Of course, that little troll," Snape said disdainfully, "he simply didn't inherit any of the Weasley family's intelligence, and even a simple scabies potion could fail to be refined! Maybe, in his case, it's really
It embodies the creativity of magic!"
"Whether he is stupid or not has nothing to do with us. The main thing is his mouse." Weston said meaningfully, "I heard that his pet mouse has lived for more than ten years. This is not a big deal.
It’s a normal thing. Moreover, the mouse seems to be missing a toe on its paw..."
"In other words, Peter Pettigrew has been hiding in the Weasley family for so many years. Not only did their family not know about it, but they also treated him as a pet?" Snape sneered, "It seems that the little troll's head
It’s not like it has no source!”
"I didn't realize it. Peter Pettigrew is so brave that he dares to live under our noses. That old guy Dumbledore is also not clear-headed!"
Snape sprayed venom wantonly, spraying almost all the members of the Order of the Phoenix, and then led Weston straight to the Gryffindor lounge.
"Get out of the way, I want to go in!" Snape saw the Fat Lady and shouted in a low voice.
The Fat Lady noticed Weston behind him, screamed, and opened the door directly. It seemed that Weston's last behavior left a big shadow in her heart.
"Come and find us, Weston!" Snape directly ordered after entering the door.
Weston nodded and broke into Harry's dormitory directly.
With a "bang", the door was pushed open with great force, and Weston immediately saw the big rat sleeping on a bed sheet. Ron seemed to call it "Scabbers".
There was no one in the dormitory, so Weston didn't need to explain. With a wave of his hand, the sheets turned into a cage with extremely small mesh, and the mouse Banban was locked in the cage.
Ignoring the "squeaking" of the rat in the cage, Weston pointed directly, and the cage floated and followed him.
"Teacher, we've got it!" Weston said to Snape simply.
"Let's go find Dumbledore!" Snape turned a blind eye to the onlookers, glanced at the cage floating in front of Weston, and said directly.
Weston nodded, followed Snape, and walked straight to the principal's office on the eighth floor.
Principal's room.
"You seem to have caused quite a stir, Severus and Weston." Dumbledore rubbed his brows, "Did something happen?"
Snape looked at Weston and motioned for him to speak.
Weston nodded and explained his "inference" and "unintentional" discovery simply and clearly.
"You mean, this mouse is Peter Pettigrew?" Dumbledore asked.
"Of course, I think it shouldn't be difficult to tell based on your proficiency in transformation magic, principal." Weston nodded and said this.
Dumbledore adjusted his glasses, moved closer, and observed carefully, then sat back and nodded: "There are indeed traces of Animagus. Although it is very faint, it does exist."
"I think this matter is no longer a small matter." Dumbledore said seriously, "Severus, could you please call Minerva and the others over?"
Snape nodded, turned and walked out of the principal's office.
"Phineas, please go to the Ministry of Magic and ask Minister Fudge to come over!" Dumbledore said to Phineas, "If nothing else, your grandson should be able to return from Azka."
The class is out."
"Okay, I'll go right away!" Phineas said excitedly and disappeared directly from the portrait frame.
"I think you took more than just a cage, Weston." Dumbledore looked at the bottle in his hand with interest, "I don't remember that you have a hobby of observing bugs."
"This bug doesn't even look at it." Weston chuckled, shook his head, and placed the bottle in his hand on Dumbledore's table.
Oh? Dumbledore raised his eyebrows, looked at the ladybug in the bottle carefully, was surprised, and asked: "Who is this?"
"Who would have such courage except the female reporter from the Daily Prophet?" Weston said with a smile.
"It turns out it's her!" Dumbledore suddenly realized, and then shook his head, "Are you going to lock her up like this?"
"Otherwise?" Weston asked, "Should it be used to feed chickens? That's a good idea!"
The ladybug struggled hard inside the bottle.
"Forget it, let's wait and see how to deal with this little bug." Weston shook his head, "Professor McGonagall and the others will be arriving soon, let's see how to deal with Peter Pettigrew first!"
Dumbledore nodded and said no more.
At this time, the green fire in the fireplace flashed, and then a somewhat impatient voice came over: "I need an explanation, Mr. Dumbledore, there are still a lot of things in the ministry!"
Immediately afterwards, a tall, bald man with a shy belly came out. Weston remembered him as the Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge.
"Are you sure the Ministry of Magic has anything else to be busy with?" Snape's sarcastic words came from behind the door, "If I remember correctly, the Ministry of Magic should still be very busy now!"