People are in Hogwarts, and werewolves block the door at the beginning.

Chapter 75 Dumbledore's Surveillance

Harry and Ron's wishes were dashed.

Before the Easter holidays, teachers worked overtime to assign a lot of homework.

The reason is that the exam is coming soon, which is the same as Hermione's idea!
So, in their opinion, the Easter holiday is far less fun than Christmas.

Ron finally understood why his parents didn't write to ask him if he would come home for the holidays.

With so much homework, I might as well not go home!

At school, at least you can check the library.

Especially with Hermione around, although she was always reciting the twelve uses of dragon's blood or practicing wand movements, it was difficult to rest easily.

But the reference books and materials for homework she recommended were really useful.

With her, I can spend most of my free time in the first half of the holiday in the library. I can finish my homework early so that I can still have fun later.

"Oh, why have I finished my homework?" When Harry and his friends were doing their homework, Bagel was always flipping through a book and sighing.

Of course, he didn't do the homework. It was Riddle. It was easy for Riddle to imitate the handwriting and the sentences.

But that doesn't stop him from showing off.

Seeing Harry and the others studying hard and slacking off during the holidays, he felt extremely happy, just like drinking an ice-cold Coke in the dog days of summer.

And, he was actually drinking Coke.

He spent 10 gems to light up a Muggle supermarket in London and could drink whatever he wanted.

But even Hermione, who was greedy for Basil's body, could not stand such behavior.

At first, she would say, "Bajir is indeed the one who easily accomplished what others could not accomplish—finishing the homework in one day."

But now...she snatched the still-cold Coke from Badger and took a big gulp.

"Be quiet, so Harry and the others won't be able to concentrate on their homework." Then she lowered her voice, leaning close to Basil's ear, "Why don't you go to Diagon Alley to play? I know you must have found a secret passage out of the school. Just like Fred and George can bring back Honeydukes candy on non-Hogsmeade days."

"Forget it." Baqir shrugged.

He had long been tired of going to Diagon Alley. When it was first activated, he often went there in disguise.

I can't use my real identity, and I have to choose the right time to go shopping and window shopping here, so I'm not as excited as I imagined.

And London, it was no different from the London before he traveled through time, in terms of the layout of the Muggle world.

As Harry Potter fans, the twin sisters once came to this city and lived with him for a month.

For Basil, Hogwarts was more interesting.

Well, he was afraid of being discovered by old glass Dumbledore.

As far as he could see, during his free time in the office, Dumbledore would use a fog condenser to review and observe in real time everything that happened in every corner of the castle (there was usually no fog condenser in the bathroom and dormitory), and their dormitory was the place where he and Harry appeared the most.

Sometimes, his images even surpass Harry's.

So, every time I went to Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets for training, to Hogsmeade, or to London, I went there in between using the toilet or taking a shower.

Well, it also works when you hide yourself under the quilt.

But except for holidays, I only sleep in the quilt at night.

At that time, there was nothing fun in Hogsmeade and London. The fun things were indescribable. We could only go to Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets for training and classes.

Damn! Are there any laws left? I can't even have peace in the dormitory!

Baqir didn't even dare to wear something cooler!
But all this - just referring to their dormitory being observed. It was because Peter Pettigrew, who had turned into a mouse, was resting on Ron or Harry's bed, sometimes even on the pillow.

In fact, during one of his routine inspections of the territory, when he came to the principal's office, he heard such a conversation.

At that time, Dumbledore was looking at the scene in the fog - the night in Bagill's dormitory.

The picture focused on Harry's cheek.

Just as Bagel was thinking about whether he should just cast a killing curse on the old pervert Dumbledore, the portraits of former headmasters on the walls and ceiling couldn't help but speak.

One of the fat wizards with a red nose waved his fist and shouted, "You have failed this school. The Sorting Hat should have put you in Azkaban!"

"Thank you, Fusco," Dumbledore said with a smile.

At this time, the picture in the silver mist expanded, and the fat rat Scabbers, who was facing Harry's cheek with his butt, appeared in the picture.

"But unfortunately, I have a valid reason."

"On Christmas Eve, when I was talking to the boy, I found a strange yet familiar magnetic field and a few strands of gray hair on Harry's pillow. I called up my past memories and finally found the answer - Peter Pettigrew."

"A character who should have died long ago and is called a hero." Dumbledore's words were mixed with a hint of shock.

"He's an Animagus? Am I to understand that," Phineas Nigellus, the most unpopular headmaster in history, could not help but speak, "my great-great-grandson - the last of the Black family - is innocent?"

Dumbledore raised his eyelids. "During the remaining days of the Christmas holidays, I went to Azkaban many times and tried to talk to Sirius. But he insisted that he was guilty and killed James and his family. His mind was very confused. When I used Legilimency, I could only read deep guilt."

"Until I said, a gray mouse with a missing toe was found next to Harry."

"His mind just cleared up again. Then I saw everything."

"What about my great-great-grandson?" Phineas paced back and forth in the frame, very anxious.

"I have communicated with Sirius, who is sober. Although he also understands that Peter will not stay in prison for long after I know his identity, he insists that he must stay in prison to atone for his sins before I catch Peter and make the truth public."

"He said that if I didn't agree to him, he would immediately turn to the Dementors and commit suicide." Dumbledore rubbed his brows.

But in fact, he is not as distressed as he looks.

Sirius, who is now in Azkaban, is no longer in human form. His hair is dirty and tangled, hanging down to his elbows, his teeth are yellow, his eye sockets are sunken, and his waxy skin is tightly attached to the skeleton of his face, making him look like a skull.

It’s hard to imagine that a face that was once so beautiful would become like this.

Maybe it would be better to recuperate in prison for a while before meeting Harry again.

He had arranged a single room with no Dementors around, a fireplace, a luxurious bed, a bathroom, and a meat supply.

Normally, this is where high-ranking officials from the Ministry of Magic are imprisoned for a short period of time.

At this time, a wizard with a pale face and short black bangs raised a question: "I remember that you can't transform yourself in the Hogwarts castle. Even Animagus can only change forms outside the castle. Your reason for monitoring the students' dormitories is not sufficient."

His eyes were full of scrutiny.

Considering Dumbledore's sexual orientation, this is not a small issue that can be taken lightly.

"You forgot about Voldemort. He was in the back of Quirrell's head, and was publicly named by Harry. I am very worried that Peter will use this opportunity to contact Tom. Tom knows about Peter's Animagus form. The reason he didn't act before was because he thought Peter died at the hands of Sirius."

"Just like Sirius thought he had killed Peter."

"No one believed that a wizard would be willing to play the role of a pet mouse and be played with by others for ten years."

"Then what are you going to do about this, Peter?" Phineas was very puzzled. "It should be easy for you, but why haven't you done anything until now? Instead, you are monitoring me."

Dumbledore shook his head. "The timing is not right. Catching Tom is the most important thing now."

(End of this chapter)