Hogwarts: I am Harry's Cousin

Chapter 244 242. Barty Crouch Appears in Azkaban

Azkaban

Accompanied by the arrival of a small boat, several Aurors escorted a dejected and loveless wizard to the island.

The case of Sirius was over, and he was cleared. As Peter Pettigrew, who really betrayed the Potters and his wife, he would naturally be imprisoned in Azkaban to accept the punishment he should have received twelve years ago.

The Aurors opened a cell, threw him in, and left without looking back.

He was locked in the cell where Sirius was originally.

The first thing he did when he was put in the cell was to curl up his body and try to make his body into a ball.

He was trying to hide himself as much as possible, he didn't want the dementors to suddenly come and give him a kiss.

Although the probability is very low, what if.

He doesn't want to die.

He didn't want to die even in Azkaban.

He had a chance and he had a chance to escape because he knew how Sirius escaped.

Animagus.

Although unable to cast spells without a wand in hand, the transformation of Animagus is unlimited.

The Ministry of Magic knew he was an Animagus but did nothing about it.

Maybe in their view, Sirius’ Animagus is a dog, so he can escape successfully, and Peter Pettigrew’s Animagus is a mouse, so he can’t escape

Don't expect the current Ministry of Magic to make a difference. Under the leadership of Minister Fudge, the Ministry of Magic in England is no longer the Ministry of Magic of the past.

They even thought Dementors were good enough to guard the prisoners of Azkaban.

Dementors have no brains and are filled with endless negative emotions. They are inherently weak to animal emotions. Even if they know how Sirius escaped, they have no way to defend themselves.

The most critical point, whether it is Animagus or Peter Pettigrew, the Patronus Curse, will. This is all thanks to those friends at Hogwarts, as a member of the foursome, as long as they know the magic, they will teach him to learn it.

Just give him a wand and he'll have a chance.

"Hahaha, look...the new guy looks like a poor mouse."

Crazy laughter rang out in the madness.

It seems to be very close to Peter.

After staying in Azkaban for a long time, normal people will become neurotic, or there are no normal people in Azkaban.

Pettigrew Peter ignored the man, still lying on the ground quietly, curled up and hid in the corner.

Seeing that Peter didn't respond, the owner of the manic laughter lost interest soon after.

Peter lay quietly, motionless except when he was eating. He was conserving his energy, and he didn't want to do anything unnecessary.

He's waiting for an opportunity. It doesn't matter how long it takes. When it comes he'll grab it.

Waiting is what Peter Pettigrew does best.

He was able to disguise himself in the Weasley family for more than twelve years without being detected, relying on this perseverance

If he could put this tenacity elsewhere, maybe he would usher in a different life, maybe he would become an outstanding wizard on the front line against the Death Eaters.

It's just that there aren't that many 'maybes' in this world.

I don't know how long it has passed, Azkaban is shrouded in clouds all day long, and it is difficult to distinguish day and night. Maybe a month has passed, a year has passed, or only a week has passed. A visitor appeared again in Azkaban prison. A middle-aged wizard with a grim face.

He has short, unruly gray hair, cold eyes, and a thin mustache on his lips.

"Mr. Barty Crouch"

Peter heard others calling him by that name.

He walked to Peter Pettigrew's cell, stopped in his tracks, looked straight at Peter inside, didn't speak, just stayed for a while and then left.

Peter got a magic wand that night.

Hogwarts, a conference room in Slytherin.

Dudley and other members of the disciplinary team are gathering here.

"Brother D, it's not that I don't believe you, it's just that this kind of thing can really be used to communicate?"

Ron pointed to the phone bugs on the table that were constantly eating corn, and said very uncertainly.

This phone bug has been given a makeover.

"I mean it's unbelievable that a slug with a shell on it can achieve the effect of an owl's message."

Hearing Ron talking bad about himself, the phone bug stopped eating corn and spit at him angrily, Ron felt disgusted and quickly avoided.

"It's called a phone bug!"

Before Dudley could speak, Hermione said first, "Ron, it's unbelievable that wizards still use owls to send messages."

"Do you know? When you still used the primitive method of sending messages by creatures, the 'Muggles' in your mouth had already invented tools that could communicate directly across thousands of miles."

"Of course I don't mean to disparage owls, but their communication efficiency is really slow."

"Cool!" Ron exclaimed. "What's that? I think my dad would love it."

"Telephone."

Unexpectedly, it was Draco who answered Ron, the pure-blood wizard who logically despised and rejected ordinary people the most.

Seeing that everyone's eyes turned to him, Draco shrugged his shoulders, with such an expression on his face, and briefly introduced: "This is nothing unusual, our Malfoy family also knows many nobles among ordinary people, and Malfoy Manor is It has been registered with the Queen of England, and has a corresponding title."

"It's not just your Weasley family, Mr. Robert. In fact, many pure-blood wizards are more or less connected, but they won't announce it to the outside world."

What Draco said was the truth, but it was one thing to have a connection, and another to not take it seriously.

Even the Malfoy family only paid attention to it after Draco learned a lot of information about ordinary people from Dudley.

"Malfoy, are you looking for something?"

Hearing that his name was called wrong again, Ron became anxious again.

"Come on, I'll give you a hand."

"That's the end of the gossip."

Dudley interrupted the bickering between the two, took out another phone bug, and put it in front of Ron: "Whether it works or not, don't you know if you test it yourself?"

"You and Draco each take a phone bug and go to two separate rooms."

After a while, Ron pushed open the door with a red face.

"Brother D, it's really useful!"

Ron held up the phone bug excitedly.

"It's not just Malfoy's voice in it, it can even imitate its tone and demeanor, which is simply amazing."

"How did you do it? A spell? Or a transformation spell?"

Draco followed closely behind. Although he was also very excited, he was much calmer than Ron.

Dudley didn't answer Ron, and took out a few phone bugs that had already been made: "At present, there is no way to mass-produce phone bugs, but each member of the disciplinary team can have one, remember to feed some food regularly, don't let them be hungry died."

"If something happens, let's use the phone bug to contact."