Daily Life at Hogwarts Chapter 926: Helpless Dark Lord

In the middle of the night, in a remote and dirty alley, a dark shadow appeared out of nowhere, and it looked around furtively. After confirming that no one was around, it quickly disappeared into the depths of the alley.

The wizard stopped in front of an old house, raised his hand and knocked on the wooden door while looking around nervously, ducking into the house amid the creaking sound of the door.

After entering the room, the wizard seemed relieved, raised his head and glanced at the middle-aged man who opened the door for him, walked towards the roaring fireplace, squatted down beside the armchair, lying on the back The baby in the armchair said, "Master, I'm back."

Voldemort opened his scarlet eyes and asked hoarsely, "Have you been connected?"

"Already contacted."

Having said that, Peter Pettigrew reached into the pocket of his robe, took out a letter and opened it, ready to read it to Voldemort. After noticing that there were other people in the hall, Peter took out his wand and waved it at the wizard. Let the other person stay somewhere else.

Barty Jr.'s letter was very complicated and seemed to be talking about trivial matters in life, but Peter was able to pick out words from the letter to form a paragraph.

In order to prevent Dumbledore from secretly checking letters, both parties are now using the most primitive encryption.

Yes, purely by hand, no magic is used.

Although it is unlikely, once Dumbledore does that, no matter how good the magic is, it will be difficult to hide from the eyes of the other party.

"Barty Jr. hasn't been found yet, but Dumbledore has the news that he's still alive and thinks he's probably hiding in Hogwarts." Peter took a few minutes to translate the parchment. After reading the first paragraph that came out, he peeked at Voldemort and continued, "He also mentioned divination in the letter."

"Divination?"

There is an inexplicable taste in Voldemort's tone. He will become like this, which is related to the divination prophecy.

"Little Barty thinks this matter is likely to be related to the Mudblood named Albert Anderson." When Peter saw the letter, he suddenly understood why he was caught at that time.

"You want to tell me that the mudblood is a fortune teller?"

There was a hint of anger in Voldemort's hoarse voice, the rage of being played.

"This is what Barty Jr. mentioned in the letter, Master." Peter Pettigrew lowered his head in panic, not forgetting to throw the blame, so as not to suffer Voldemort's wrath.

"I know you hate that Mudblood," Voldemort said suddenly.

"Master, I hate him, but..." Peter Pettigrew stuttered.

"That's not why you lie. Don't you know that fortune-tellers are actually the profession that pays the most attention to bloodlines?"

In the magical world, famous and powerful fortune-tellers are all divination talents inherited through blood, and the number is even rarer than Squibs.

A Muggle wizard, where's the blood.

However, Voldemort apparently overlooked one point, that is, the first generation of fortune-tellers awakened their divination ability, which had nothing to do with their bloodline, and they usually possessed not weak divination ability. Although this probability was almost zero, it was not impossible.

In fact, it is mainly because Albert's identity as a Muggle wizard is too confusing, and how could the bloodline Voldemort admit this?

"I think it's a scourge to keep that Mudblood around." Peter Pettigrew added hurriedly, "Baby obviously thinks so too."

"Enough," Voldemort snapped impatiently.

Voldemort does subconsciously despise Muggle wizards. In his opinion, he is a mudblood. No matter how talented he is, when he regains his power, he will not be able to kill him easily.

Peter knew he had to stop, so he stopped putting eye drops on the Dark Lord. He pulled out another piece of paper and continued, "Bartie wants us to help him collect the ingredients for the compound potion, if not, he has to Forced to evacuate Hogwarts before the potion was exhausted."

"Find a way to prepare the herbs for Barty," said Voldemort.

"This..." Peter Pettigrew hesitated for a moment, but still suggested in a low voice: "Master, are you really not considering finding a replacement? I think in the current situation, you should get back your own power as soon as possible... …”

"Really, Wormtail? Looks like you've been terrified by what happened recently." Voldemort's icy tone was like a slap on Peter Pettigrew's mouth, telling him to shut up.

Voldemort insisted on using Potter's blood to resurrect himself, and naturally he had his reasons, which involved some cause and effect related to Potter.

Ten years ago, Harry Potter's mother died to save him, inadvertently giving Potter some kind of protection, that ancient magic still exists, making it difficult for Voldemort to kill Harry himself Potter, this matter is very likely to become his Achilles heel, but... as long as he uses Potter's blood to resurrect himself, this problem will no longer exist.

"How is the preparation of the medicinal materials?"

Voldemort asks the question he cares most about, which is what Peter has been busy with lately.

I had already prepared it last time, but Dumbledore ended up serving it in one pot.

"It's a bit worse. I've been taking too many shots recently. It's better to find another place to collect the rest." Peter whispered about his arrangement: "As for those medicinal materials, I hid them in a place under my control. In the home of the elderly Muggle, even if there is an emergency, there is no need to worry about encountering the last situation again.”

After the previous experience, Peter Pettigrew was much more cautious than before. He not only used the Imperius Curse to control a wizard and occupied the other party's house as a temporary stronghold, but also used the Imperius Curse to prevent him from being attacked again. The Soul Charm takes control of a Muggle and hides the collected herbs in his yard.

No way, the door was blocked twice, Peter Pettigrew was not very confident about his hiding place, there are two, and there are three.

For the safety of his own life, Peter also deliberately paid attention to helping Voldemort prepare many raw materials for resurrecting the flesh. Even if he is forced to give up his current baby body, the Dark Lord can still have a physical body again at any time with the help of Peter.

"I'm tired." Voldemort's voice was filled with exhaustion that could not be concealed. This potion-made body was still too fragile, and he had yet to recover.

However, Voldemort didn't know that the guy who was despised by himself had quietly brought him a new surprise.

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Sirius Black has been in the Netherlands for some time. In order to prevent Peter Pettigrew from turning around and running away when he finds himself, he has been quietly disguising himself as other wizards and secretly searching for Peter Pettigrew's whereabouts. So far, nothing has been found. .

This kind of thing is actually not surprising. If wizards really want to hide, it is not easy to find them, especially when there are insufficient staff, it is even more difficult to find people in a short period of time.

In the end, Sirius Black still used the unreliable suggestion taught by Albert, ate a blessing, and took a short time to try his luck. If he is lucky enough, he might be able to pull it off. Out Peter Pettigrew.

Sirius was obviously lucky, and soon came up with a solution.

Following his instincts, Sirius went to the Ministry of Magic in the Netherlands and informed the wizards of the country about Peter.

Sirius intends to use the wizards of this country to drive Peter Pettigrew out of the mouse hole.

The Dutch Ministry of Magic isn't really interested in this, because they know how dangerous You-Know-Who is, and no one wants to mess with that guy.

Well, the point is that most of the Dark Lord's activities are in the UK, so other countries are happy to watch the fun quietly, and it's not easy to convince them to capture Peter Pettigrew.

But this incident was difficult for Sirius Black, who used the Flux, and he quickly persuaded the other party.

The first is that Peter Pettigrew's bounty is high enough, even for the Ministry of Magic, that thirty thousand Galleons is a very valuable bounty. Secondly, it is not Voldemort that they are asked to deal with, but Peter Pettigrew, a fugitive who tries to resurrect Voldemort.

Dealing with the Dark Lord and dealing with fugitives are two completely different concepts.

Finally, Sirius also provides the Ministry of Magic with Peter Pettigrew's hiding place,

How could the Dutch Ministry of Magic not be moved?

In their eyes, this is a piece of fat.

As for Sirius Black's conspiracy, it is nothing more than trying to get rid of Peter Pettigrew with the help of the Ministry of Magic. They don't mind helping each other to fulfill their wish of revenge, anyway, there is no conflict of interest between the two parties.

If Peter Pettigrew can be captured and even killed, not only will he get a large Galleon bounty from the British Ministry of Magic, but the diplomatic relationship between the Dutch Ministry of Magic and the British Ministry of Magic will also go further.

The entire Ministry of Magic was operating quickly. In order to combat the dark wizards and prevent Voldemort's resurrection in the Netherlands, they quickly blocked Wizard Street, temporarily expelled nearby Muggles, and began to investigate and search for Peter Pettigrew's whereabouts.

"Fuling agent is really a good thing!"

Sirius eats casually, waiting silently for the right moment to come. He doesn't expect the Ministry of Magic to catch Peter Pettigrew, but it's enough to drive Peter out of the mouse hole, and he'll do it himself. Block each other.

Sirius is confident enough to block Peter Pettigrew, because he still has the Flux.

It would be great if you could get more Fulings, but unfortunately this stuff can't be used often, and it's very difficult to cook.

However, even Sirius had to admit that it was a good idea for Albert to separate the Flux so that the user could get good luck in a short period of time.

Good luck throughout the day is useless, good luck at critical moments is enough.

This is the correct way to use the phlegm.

There is no need to worry about the overdose of Fuling caused by multiple doses, because the dose is small, and it doesn't matter if you use it several times.

What's more, you still want to overdose on the already expensive Fuling pills?

Peter knew he might be in trouble when the Dutch Ministry of Magic dispatched Aurors and hired workers to quietly seal off the Wizarding Quarter.

"Damn, how could this be."

Peter looked angry when he changed back from a mouse to a human, because the group of people were there to bet on him, and they even posted Peter's bounty.

The Ministry of Magic seems to have long ago decided that Peter was hiding in the Magic Street, and sent a large number of Aurors to search around, and also attracted other wizards who wanted to get a piece of the pie. Just to catch yourself?

It made him feel like he was going crazy.

In the end, it was Voldemort who let the unfortunate man under his control go out and make some trouble, and let Peter take him away while the fire was out of control on the block.

This country cannot stay.

Fortunately, the medicinal materials were put elsewhere before, otherwise I would have been busy again during this time.

The Dutch Ministry of Magic was well prepared, but Voldemort was not a vegetarian and quickly helped Peter out of the siege.

However, as soon as Peter escaped from the encirclement, before he had time to be happy, he felt a creepy feeling. Just as he was waving his wand to protect himself, he was hit by a magic spell and flew out.

"You're finally willing to get out of the mouse hole."

Sirius sneered and looked at his old friend who was in a state of embarrassment in front of him, waving his wand and attacking Peter.

With the help of the Flux, Sirius easily uses a spell to suppress Peter.

"Sirius!" screamed Peter Pettigrew. "It's you, it's you!"

Peter realizes what's going on after he is blocked by Sirius, who is chasing him from England.

"Go to **** Peter, remember to confess to James and Lily!"

Sirius did not forget Albert's advice, stop talking nonsense, and directly kill Peter.

Therefore, he didn't give Peter any chance, he just ran to kill Peter and used the most powerful spell he knew.

Peter was horrified to find that this former friend seemed to have become very powerful~IndoMTL.com~ and was determined to kill himself.

Just when Sirius was about to make the final shot, a horrific sense of crisis suddenly surged in his heart. Under the urging of the Fuling agent, he threw himself to the side to avoid the forest attacking from the right. Green light.

Sirius sees an ugly baby floating in midair with a wand pointed at himself.

"Voldemort?" Sirius launched an attack directly at Voldemort, intuition telling him that Voldemort couldn't hold it any longer, "It's surprising, I didn't expect you to give that coward queen, when did he become in your heart? It's so important."

"Go to hell, Sirius Black!"

Voldemort stared at Sirius, and although this was more of a helpless incident, it was an absolute shame for Voldemort. He waved his wand suddenly, and the whole street suddenly exploded violently.

"Damn."

Sirius has realized what happened, and quickly propped up the magic hood to protect himself.

After the dust cleared, Sirius looked at the big pit in the middle of the street after the explosion, his face was extremely ugly, Peter Pettigrew escaped, and escaped from his eyes in more than ten years.

This is an absolute disgrace to Sirius.

He regrets, regrets that he didn't use the Avadasa Life Charm when he sneaked up.

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