Hogwarts The Dark Arts Awakening

Under the light of the new moon, Peter Pettigrew performed his Animagus transformation for the first time in a long time.After nearly ten years, he finally mastered this spell.

'Why did you fail to use Animagus last time? 'This question flashed through Peter's mind, and before he could think about it carefully, it disappeared without a trace under the influence of the Imperius Curse.

He was shrinking, he was deforming, and he transformed into the form that suited him best - a fat gray mouse.

This time no one secretly used the Cruciatus Curse to knock Peter down. He successfully completed the transformation, swung his slightly bald tail and ran to the corner in a hurry.

There was no extra set of men's clothing on the spot. A skilled Animagus wizard could accurately choose how to transform - whether to transform the clothes into fur and scales, or to leave them where they were.

The more advanced among them can switch between animal and human forms without using a wand, just by imagining the appearance of the creature.

In the original work, Sirius Black escaped from Azkaban using this trick. As for Peter Pettigrew?

He hasn't cast spells properly in almost ten years, so it's better to be cautious.

The only things left in place were a chestnut wand and six fist-sized Hogwarts specialty 'little' spiders.

The spiders spread out their eight long legs and moved quickly. Half of them raised their wands and followed Mouse Peter.

The other half spread out and outflanked the Riddle Mansion from the other three sides.

Through the eyes of [Director Hermione], Jerry watched this scene with satisfaction, double the attack from both sides, double the happiness.

As he requested, Mouse Peter began to infiltrate the investigation, and the progress was very smooth.

Just by walking around the wall, Peter the mouse found the way into Riddle House - his mouse friends left the door open for him.

Although the entrance to the burrow of this nest of house mice seemed a bit narrow compared to Peter's fat body after his transformation, the fat mouse still squeezed in.

The three little spiders following him crawled along the wall to the eaves. White spider silk spewed out from the textile device behind the abdomen and stuck to the front end of the chestnut wand.

Jerry controls the little spiders to act according to his will, and also uses their eyes to observe Peter's movements and the movements in the house.

Honestly, it's not a pleasant feeling.Each little spider has four pairs of eyes. Although they are numerous, they have long since degraded, and their eyesight is extremely poor.

Spiders actually perceive the world through multiple organs such as single eyes, sensory hairs, and auditory hairs. The signals returned by these sensory organs are obviously not suitable for Jerry to interpret.

It was as if 48 surveillance screens, large and small, were crammed in front of his eyes, and the cameras and microphones were all broken.

The blurry images and noisy and messy sounds made Jerry dizzy.

He can only reduce the depth of spiritual penetration as before, retaining only the lowest level of guidance and control.

Waiting carefully, waiting for the information sent back by Peter, or the warning signal that the other party has escaped...

The renovated Riddle House has a completely new look inside and out.Peter, a migrant worker who has never received a salary from Jerry, carefully explores the mansion.

The spacious living space, soft and neat carpets, and all kinds of exquisite furniture made Peter secretly jealous of this Muggle family as he walked through it.

Yes, he has always had a desire for material desires. If he has the opportunity to enjoy it, why not?

'We have magic, and if it weren't for the damn secrecy, all these goodies would be ours with the flick of a wand. '

In the dark corner, Peter thought angrily.

Peter felt envious and jealous of this family from the bottom of his heart.Compared with them, my life is really too hard, and it is simply not what a person should live.

This complaint did not last long. After Mouse Peter found that there was no one in the living room, he quickly searched the living room, but could not find anything suspicious.

This is normal. Who would put a little secret in the open, it must be in a more private place.

The only thing that could be called a special discovery was that there was a smell of snake in the house, and it didn't smell like one day or two. It was completely mixed with the smell of the Gallo family.

Is it a pet?He guessed, but this shouldn't be handed over as important information, right?

After all, Peter was a wizard who had been undercover in the Order of the Phoenix and had stolen information for a long time. He was quite familiar with this kind of work.

After confirming that there was nothing the owner wanted on the first floor, the fat mouse tiptoed along the edge of the stairs to the second floor.

Following the map of Riddle House that was implanted into his mind, Peter moved in the direction of the small study, but there happened to be no one inside.

Not missing the opportunity, he immediately invaded the small study.Of course, in order to avoid being exposed, he still tried his best to look like a mouse looking for food.

Compared with other places, the study room seemed empty. There were only five or six books on the new bookshelf against the wall, which looked quite uncoordinated.

In addition, the things on the desk are also very neat. There is only a quill on the right side, which shows that someone has used it recently.

Peter raised the mouse's head and observed carefully. He noticed that the cabinet integrated with the desk was locked. Will there be anything the owner needs in it?

He didn't act immediately and cautiously withdrew because he had to check the situation in other houses.

The mouse sneaked carefully against the wall. This was his experience during the night tour at Hogwarts. People always tend to ignore small things and small corners.

Peter went to the only daughter's bedroom first, intending to start on the easy side.However, the door was locked, and uninvited guests could not get in.

'Would you like to use the unlock spell? Peter hesitated. His wand had been sneaked over by the spiders and was hanging above his head by spider silk.

Although he was just a follower of star students James and Black when he was in school, as a serious graduate of Hogwarts, he still mastered some skills in silent spellcasting.

'This is a skill that only senior students learn. Who practiced it with me? ' Peter thought bitterly, it must be them, right?

'James, Remus, Sirius, my old friends. '

He shook his rat head, gave up the plan of casting spells, and decided to look elsewhere.

Before leaving, he sniffed the air hard. The smell of snakes was the strongest around here.

Strange girl...

Peter turned to the couple's bedroom, and with the keen hearing of mice, he heard the movement from there.

Peter Pettigrew was stunned at first, and then became angry.

The power from the Imperius Curse forced him to suppress his distracting thoughts and continue to carry out the investigation mission.

So, Peter had no choice but to move quietly towards the bedroom, listening to what was going on inside.

"..." The woman's voice sounded very seductive, but her tone was completely different from the people Peter had interacted with in the past.

Then, a man's voice sounded, "Let's have another one...this time we will definitely...inherit...that ability."

Next.

Peter moved closer...

"Do you want to continue searching? The local No-Majs said that no one lived in that house half a century ago. The records of the Ministry of Magic also show that the family members are dead and missing. Let's go back."

The woman spoke lazily, but the man didn't reply. Peter wanted to go into the house and have a look.

The woman who didn't get a response continued: "School is about to start, and it's time to prepare the things Leona needs for the new school year."

After hearing his daughter, the man replied: "Don't worry, it's still early, just wait."

After hearing the man's reply, the woman was obviously a little confused and continued to ask about the man's plans.

Perhaps because he was in a good mood after exercising, the man patiently explained his thoughts to the woman.

"I know very well the behavior of the so-called pure-blood families here." The man paused, "As soon as a Squib is found, he will be removed from the family, and the same goes for those who marry No-Majs."

"But I heard that the Gunter family is the most stubborn pure-blood family, and this family has been intermarrying for a long time. Is there really any blood left behind?"

"At least six or seventy years ago, there was a case where Merope Gaunt eloped with the owner of this house, the No-Maj named Tom Riddle."

The man's voice became excited, "Tom Riddle later returned alone, and his family was wiped out more than ten years later. The Ministry of Magic said it was Merope's brother Morfin Gaunt who did it."

"What does this mean? It's just normal revenge. Besides, Morfin also died in Azkaban." The woman was a little confused.

"When Tom eloped with his sister, Morfin didn't chase her, and he didn't kill her when she returned alone. Isn't it strange that it took more than ten years to think of revenge after such a close journey?"

The man's voice revealed a hint of pride, and he said in a show-off tone: "According to the gardener, on the day the Riddle family was exterminated, there happened to be a teenage boy who had never been seen by any locals. Dark-haired boy.”

"You mean..." the woman exclaimed in a low voice, "The real murderer is the boy?!"

"Where did you think you were? The Riddle family died from Avada's Kedavra. How could it be a child?"

"I mean, it's unlikely that Morfin killed someone in a sudden rage. There must be a trigger, that boy."

The man smiled, his voice becoming teasing.

"It must be because of that boy that makes Morfin so angry. That boy is probably Tom and Merope's child."

"My brother, who has lived alone for many years, knew that his sister was abandoned by Muggles after she became pregnant, so he was so angry that he committed murder?"

The woman sighed first, and then asked her husband doubtfully, "Even if this is the case, where should we find the whereabouts of that boy? It's been half a century. Maybe he has died of old age long ago."

"Don't worry, if there is one, there are two. Since someone in the Gaunt family has given birth to a child with a No-Maj, there must be others."

The man said calmly: "I have arranged for people to inquire about information in the Komkari Valley, the Komgari Valley, and other possible places."

"We also came here in person. As long as a wizard who has inherited Parseltongue appears, we will definitely find him."

"Even if this Gaunt family does leave descendants among No-Majs, they may not inherit Parselmouth." The woman seemed to lack confidence in this, and she continued: "Leona and I, and Even the old grandmother didn’t get this talent.”

"But your mother is a Parselmouth. Maybe it's because the bloodline inherited from Salazar is too weak, so it's unstable."

The man whispered, "When the owls of Hogwarts fly to these places where there may be descendants of Gunter, our people will collect intelligence on the new students and investigate their family origins."

"If you spend a few more years, you can always find it." At this point, the man seemed a little unsure.

"If that doesn't work, I will apply to Hogwarts through the school's channels and investigate the list of students from half a century ago to see where Merope's children went."

The woman sighed, "Does it have to be like this? Maybe Professor Leona's approach is the right one."

"Stop joking, how can you just sit back and watch this magical talent from Salazar be cut off like this!" This time, the man's voice sounded very determined. "As long as we find it, the next generation with Leona may be able to revive this magic power again."

"Let's work harder." The woman said helplessly to her husband, and the familiar melody sounded again.

Mouse Peter left the door with red eyes. He felt that he had collected enough useful information.

It's time to go back and report to the master.