Who is Scabbers?

Such a delicate and pleasant name is known to everyone in the Gryffindor lounge. Everyone knows that the Weasley family has a pet mouse that has a long life.

Percy was very proud of being Scabbers' master.

"I've always taken good care of him," said Percy, who always liked to brush Scabbers's not-so-thick hair with a small comb. , it is the smartest mouse in the world."

As a mouse, Scabbers is indeed very smart. It knows that the Weasleys live in the suburbs, and there are almost no people around, and of course there will be no Aurors patrolling all the time; He worked in the Ministry, and was always able to bring back first-hand information to share with the family; it was close to Percy, because Percy was the least lethal member of the Weasley family.

Sometimes Scabbers will show his human side, bring Ron an apple, or guide little Ginny away from the fire, acting like a magical animal instead of just a normal mouse. People who pay attention to its longevity will naturally ignore its abnormality.

\'Today is another day of trying to pretend,\'Scattered lying in the sun looking at the familiar scenery in the distance, it likes to look at the distance from the window of the Gryffindor lounge when it is bored, when it was a human boy I started to have this habit when I was young.

Yes, Banban is not just a clever mouse, just like some black dogs are not necessarily black dogs, Banban was still a person a few years ago, real name is Peter Pettigrew, and now he has become a mouse because of circumstances.

As a Buddhist Death Eater, while looking forward to the resurrection of the Dark Lord, he also feels that life is not bad now, the Weasley family treats him well, and he can live with it.

Pettigrew Peter has no relatives, and his friends have been betrayed by him. His identity as a person has long since disappeared in an attack, and there is even a tombstone of him in the backyard of a certain church.

Do you regret giving up your human identity? No one ever asked him.

Do you regret betraying your friends? No one asked him that.

Pettigrew. Nobody cares about him, Peter.

Who cares about the kid who doesn't look very smart? He is neither as handsome as the tall boy next door, nor as smart as the kid next door. He looks silly, but he always follows that child king to show off his power, which makes people feel unhappy.

As always, no one cared about him, no one wanted to find out where Pettigrew Peter shined.

In this case, it would be better to be a smart mouse, at least other mice will ask it the secret of longevity.

\'I just don't know how long this carefree life can last,\'Banban plucked a handful of his fur, and blew it into the distance, watching the fluff flying in the sun, enjoying the quietness that belongs to him alone time.

He smelled the sun, the smell of cake, and the milk that some child had spilled on the floor, and the smell of licorice, licorice? It turns out that there is a friend who likes to eat licorice candies, and always grabs a big handful for all of them, including him who is always forgotten...

The few happy childhood memories made Banban feel a little dazed. He saw someone coming in from the door of the lounge. It was a little girl with long brown hair who looked familiar.

I don't know why, but this little girl has an indescribable sense of disobedience when she appears here, \'and she is staring at herself, what is wrong? \'Banban was thinking with its brain smaller than a walnut.

"Squeak-cheep!" You're wearing a Slytherin uniform! How did you get to the Gryffindor lounge!

Scabbers screamed—for the girl had lifted him from his cage with lightning speed.

"Squeak-cheep-cheep!" Banban grabbed the cage and screamed, trying to get the attention of others, but unfortunately, almost everyone has gone to the auditorium now, and no one can help it.

Only the lady in the hanging picture cast a sympathetic look, oh, there is a nasty mouse that is about to be bullied by the nasty Slytherin students, it’s really abominable, the lady wiped her tears, but unfortunately, she really can’t do anything.

"Be quiet," Anna tapped on Scabber's cage with her wand, frowning, and hurried to the door of the Room of Requirement.

Thinking \'Need a place where I can talk quietly\' After walking through it three times, a door appeared quietly. Anna looked around, then opened the door and stepped into the room.

It was an extremely small broom room. Several wooden boxes of different sizes on the floor could just form matching tables and chairs. The only light was a flickering kerosene lamp hanging on the wall.

Anna put the cage on the table, and then sat down on the box chair next to her. She didn't speak, and Scabbers in the cage didn't bark anymore, just staring at each other.

\'That's right, who would talk to a mouse? It's normal for her not to speak...\" Scabbers was a little nervous, he felt that the Slytherin girl was thinking about how to torture him.

\'She might have had a feud with Percy, and take it out on his poor pet! \'

\'If you really will be tortured, will you endure it silently...or expose your identity and kill people? \'Banban's wise eyes flashed a fierce light.

But before he could think for too long, Anna spoke, and she said something without thinking~lightnovelpub.net~ You ran away and hid, he was very angry. "

Banban felt that this girl was not very smart, and she didn't realize what she was talking about for a while, or she might have realized it, but subconsciously felt that her thoughts were ridiculous to the point of being ridiculous.

Scabbers ignored Anna, he thought it was what a smart mouse should do.

"You know what I'm talking about. He's back. You must return to his side, complete his mission, and wait for his arrival. Otherwise, what awaits you will be endless torture and pain."

"Squeak," Banban called out, seeming to be mocking.

"You must atone for your sins, regain your identity, and then find more servants for him. He needs you to announce his return to everyone. Now, immediately, complete the task he arranged—"

Hearing this, Ban Ban suddenly didn't dare to speak anymore, obviously there was nothing, but she always felt that her small neck was being pinched by a pair of invisible hands, and even her heart and lungs would be squeezed out if she tried harder.

He still didn't want to believe it, it seemed that he could keep pretending to be stupid without saying that person's name, but his pupils still trembled unconsciously.

Anna stared at the hair-shedding mouse. It was not obvious that the mouse seemed to be trembling slightly. This made Anna feel relieved, and even suddenly enjoyed the deception inexplicably.

"Peterina Pettigrew, your master needs you."

Banban stopped breathing for a short time, he never thought he could hear someone calling him that.

Seeing Banban not moving, Anna thought her words were not exciting enough, so she showed a nasty smile and lowered her voice, whispering like a demon:

"Hail Voldemort"

Long live Voldemort.