In the dimly lit room, several sides of the walls were covered with medieval-style adventure tapestries and portraits of Slytherin himself, almost covering the entire wall, and the green silk wall hangings were also dissatisfied. Silver silk sheets,. ．
Today, the Slytherin students here have all left their dormitories because of Christmas, and now there is only one person and one mouse left here.
"How is it? Are you already down to the point where you will be scared out of your wits just by a dog barking?" Malfoy squatted down, looked at the big iron cage in front of him carefully and said, it is extremely inappropriate because this one can at least pretend to be The next cage, the size of an adult man, now only contained a mouse, curled up in a corner.
"Oh," Malfoy pretended to be surprised, took out a piece of parchment from his pocket, which was covered with detailed maps and words, and shook it in front of the mouse, "Aren't you called Scabbers? Peter is shown on the map?" Malfoy narrowed his eyes and said jokingly.
"Sly is very kind to you, and even gave you another name that people often use, right?" Malfoy said while tapping the big iron cage lightly with his hand. It was so great that it almost sucked out all the light around it.
Ban Ban frightened and fled desperately with the shaking of the cage. He felt that he was doomed. When he drew the map, he understood everything, and he no longer wondered why he was caught by a cage that fell from the sky when he ran halfway. Covered and strange.
"You are thinner than I imagined, and if you are a little thinner, the gap in the cage may not be able to hold you." Malfoy said, touching his chin.
"Well, you haven't been to Slytherin's dormitory yet. Does the smell here make you more accustomed to it than Gryffindor's dormitory?" Malfoy stood up and opened his arms.
"But even if it's a betrayal, it's rare in our Slytherin house, and it's something worth casting aside."
Every time Malfoy said a word, Banban became more nervous and terrified. The huge fear was like a giant python, which could be swallowed by him at any time. He even wanted to turn back into a human form right now and beg for mercy directly, but this cage It completely restricted the operation of the magic power in his body, making it impossible for him to return to his original appearance. Now he can only scream desperately, showing his anxiety and fear.
"Are you right? Peter Pettigrew? Not-so-faithful servant of the Lord Dark Lord?" Malfoy raised his eyebrows.
"It's also possible that you like the name Wormtail better." Malfoy pretended to tilt his head thinking, as if he was really worried about what to call him.
Peter Pettigrew shrank back into the corner of the cage, trembling uncontrollably, his fur stood on end like a hedgehog. On his pointed nose, those small black eyes rolled around in the deep sunken eye sockets, as if he was thinking of a way to get out.
"You must be curious now, right? Why do I know this secret." Malfoy said slowly, but his tone became more pressing, and his eyes became deeper.
"My luck is very good." Malfoy continued, "The twin brothers of your current master sent me a very useful map." Malfoy sighed, "Padfoot Prong Wormtail Moon Face ... When you participated in the production of this map, did you think that one day you would be counted by this map?"
Pettigrew Peter's trembling body gradually stopped.
"You should have been to Filch's office quite a few times, right?" Malfoy raised his eyebrows, "I have a good relationship with him now, and he often complains to me that a mouse disturbs his peace, and his other mouse Mrs. Norris' soul has been snatched away."
"Want to get the map back? Escape from Black's pursuit?" Malfoy sneered. "You're still so timid, you never thought about taking the initiative to solve the problem, you just escape, and if you can't escape, you choose to betray." Malfoy clapped his hands, but it didn't look like he really appreciated it.
"I should be able to answer the question in your heart. Why do you say I know this secret?"
"I'm thinking about what to do next." Malfoy rested his chin on the wand in his hand, showing a thoughtful expression.
"Do you think dog-rat-rat is good?" Malfoy asked, and then he laughed: "I'm looking forward to what happens when you two are put in a cage." Malfoy pointed his wand at the bottom of his own bed, and Peter Pettigrew Involuntarily followed the direction of his wand.
In an instant, he only felt that he had no way out.
Playing the role of a mouse for many years allowed him to learn the ability of night vision. Under the dark bed board, he had another cage, which was bigger than the one aimed at him. Inside lay a black dog that he was very familiar with. The root cause of his behavior.
The trembling body that finally stopped trembling began to tremble uncontrollably again.
He felt that in front of this boy, his deep-seated, unbearable secret was like an onion that was peeled off piece by piece, being revealed naked.
He wondered if his neck would be bitten off immediately if he got along with Black in this state.
He was so frightened that he desperately scratched the hard floor with his claws, making ugly noises, trying to leave marks on the ground.
"Maybe you can go the same way as Blake." Malfoy ignored Peter Pettigrew's manic behavior now that he has lost his mind, and continued to say to himself: "I still have a little Veritaserum here. , It's delicious, do you want to try it?" While taking out a small transparent bottle from his bosom, about one-tenth of the milk was left in it.
Malfoy shook his head and sighed, pointed his finger and said: "His willpower is very tenacious, he is indeed a man who has been tortured by dementors for more than ten years and can still maintain his sanity. Start telling the truth."
Malfoy gave him a contemptuous look, and then said, "You, one drop is enough, right?"
Peter finally knew how Malfoy learned the secrets about him.
But under the pressure of the fear of death, Peter Pettigrew's head began to spin. He was thinking about how he should beg for mercy in order to seek his chance of survival.
Just as he was thinking, a magic wand suddenly protruded from the gap in the iron bars of the cage, and the sharp blue-white light burst out violently from the tip, and the great light made him have to close his eyes tightly.
The mouse's small mouth continued to emit sharp screams.
His little black body writhed wildly on the floor, another blinding flash, and then—it was like a quick shot of a tree growing. A head appeared on the ground; limbs also stretched out; after a while, a man stood lying on the spot where the mouse was just now, wringing his hands in awe, his whole body shaking like chaff, his squinted eyes kept looking around. , I just dare not look directly into the eyes of the boy in front of me.
"How long has it been since you took a bath?" Malfoy's eyes were full of disgust, but he took a few steps closer to the cage and said in a brisk tone that was completely different from before: "But, I have to say, you're lucky , Peter."
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Compared to Peter Pettigrew, who was lucky, Sirius Black's luck may not be so good.
Even a cunning fox can't beat a good hunter, because from the innate position, the hunter is already invincible. If the hunter doesn't catch the prey, there will be no serious consequences, but once the prey is caught, the final result can be imagined Know.
Time went back to earlier, during the vacation that Malfoy and Fudge were discussing.
After Malfoy and Fudge finished their discussions, he braved the wind and snow to return to the castle, and got a surprise.
Filch happily ran over with his oil lamp to inform him that the big black dog he wanted to catch had been caught, and then Filch took him to his dilapidated room full of Grilled fish taste of the office went.
"That's right." Filch said proudly.
A cage was placed on his desk, and a large black dog was staring directly at them. It was hard to imagine a dog making such a focused expression.
It is still the same iron cage, but compared to Peter Pettigrew, Sirius Black is much bigger. There is no fear or panic in the eyes of the black dog, but fierceness and indifference. "
Sometimes, asking for help appropriately will make the person helping you feel more satisfied and trust you more.
So Filch was asked by Malfoy. Malfoy said that a black dog always appeared in the dormitories of various colleges recently, and it always appeared at night, not barking loudly, disturbing their sleep.
This may be the first time Filch has been entrusted by a student, giving him his first taste of being recognized.
So he treated the job more enthusiastically than Malfoy.
In addition, Malfoy often studies the route Black took when entering the school with the Marauder's Map, and has figured out the law of Black's movement.
Whether mentally or not, those who were able to escape from the prison of Azkaban were so easily trapped in an iron cage.
"How about turning him in to the Headmaster?" Filch said excitedly, rubbing his hands.
"Then I guess Professor Dumbledore will let him go "leniently" again." Malfoy said with a shrug.
"No, it took me so long to catch it." Filch quickly shook his head and refused. The secret passages in the school with Malfoy were almost full of traps, and he himself often went on inspections, so he finally caught it today. He couldn't accept that the dog was caught and let go so lightly.
He looked up at Mrs. Norris, whose whole body was hanging on the chandelier, and said with compassion in his eyes: "It's because of this dog. Its spirit has been sluggish these days. Look, how pitiful she is." Mrs. Norris yawned lazily immediately when she heard the words.
"How about the dog meat hot pot." Malfoy snapped his fingers.
"Is this thing edible?" Filch stared at the cage, swallowed,
"Of course." Malfoy nodded, and then exchanged some polite words with Filch before finding an excuse to take the cage back.
But after that, he didn't go back to his dormitory, but walked up the long stairs, wanting to go to higher floors, until he reached the eighth floor.
"I need a quiet place, I need a quiet place, I need a quiet place." Malfoy kept thinking in his mind, in front of him was a huge tapestry, a huge monster with an ugly face While beating the silly Barnabas in front of him with a club, Malfoy kept walking up and down the aisle, as if waiting for something.
A sleek door suddenly emerged from the wall.
"It's very hidden here, isn't it?" Malfoy said, looking at the black dog in the cage.
Apart from this iron cage, in this room Malfoy held the cage and pushed the door directly to enter. What came out of his nostrils was the unpleasant smell of dust, which made him cough a few times.
"It's the first time I've been here." Malfoy thought to himself, casually left the cage on the ground, made a dull thumping sound, and then began to look around.
Rather than saying that this is a utility room, it is better to say that this is a city full of high walls... The streets and alleys are lined with crumbling broken furniture... There are thousands of books here, which are no doubt the Scribbled or stolen books; winged slingshots and maces, several of which still hover limply over mountains of forbidden objects; broken bottles containing solidified potions; and hats , jewelry, capes… .
Room of Requirement.
"Well, this place is not bad." Malfoy bent down and said to Black in the cage. "The absolute quietness and secrecy allow me, a Hogwarts student, to communicate with a fugitive from Azkaban with peace of mind."
"Let me introduce myself first. My name is Draco Malfoy. In terms of seniority and blood relationship, I should probably call you uncle. Oh, of course, it may also be uncle. I have never been interested in these titles." Malfoy straightened up and began to introduce himself.
Black's front paws slowly raised and lowered, snorting heavily, and those indifferent eyes kept observing Malfoy carefully.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I seem to have forgotten something." Malfoy said as if waking up from a dream, and then stretched his wand into the cage, and began to cast a spell in his mouth, and the black dog in the cage gradually grew with the spell. The big, black animal fur slowly faded, and Blake gradually revealed his angular face and tall, thin figure.
Because of the latter, he had to curl up his body in the cage to get a place to stay. (To be continued.) Asia's No. 1 beauty, sexy buttocks, hot body and perfect body proportions!! Follow the WeChat official account: meinvlian1 (press and hold for three seconds to copy) to watch online!