Chapter 379: Peter the little dwarf who was shocked

The moment Sirius saw this mouse, Sirius’s sanity was shocked, and he wanted to rush to tear the opponent into pieces...

Fortunately, in the end, Sirius remembered that Ivan had spoken to him, and it was very difficult to endure it, and it was too cheap to die like this, Peter...

He felt that Peter had to be tortured, experiencing pain in Azkaban, and finally accepting a kiss from a dementor is what Peter did!

Thinking of this, Sirius extinguished the idea of ​​killing Peter immediately. After giving him a vicious look, he walked quickly to the front of Ivan's bed, ready to put the note in his hand on the side of Ivan's bed.

But unexpectedly, when he leaned down, Ivan, who was asleep, suddenly opened his eyes.

Almost instantly, the magic wand in Ivan's hand was already on Sirius's neck, and the white light flickered at the top of the wand.Fôll0w current novÊls on n/o/(v)/3l/b((in).(co/m)

A sense of crisis deep into his bones suddenly rushed into Sirius' mind, as if he would be killed in the next second, he hurriedly stopped.

"Hals... it's me!"

"Sirius?" Ivan was relieved to see the appearance of the person in front of him.

Ivan just opened his eyes and saw a thin figure with a disheveled hair standing next to his bed. He almost thought it was someone who wanted to assassinate himself, so he subconsciously moved his hand.

"Yes, it's me! I haven't waited until you come to me for this period of time, so I came to you by myself!" Sirius raised his eyebrows and his voice was low, even though Ivan was so close. Able to hear clearly.

Ivan was very embarrassed, and he realized what he had forgotten these days. It turned out that he had forgotten Sirius who was wandering near the school.

But this can’t be entirely blamed on him, after all, after school started, his affairs were one after another, first he was busy improving the compound decoction, and then he went back to three months ago and fought twice with Bok’s men.

Now, after finally coming back, I have to think about the fusion of the third bloodline. The castle is full of Bogut, so I forgot to go out and meet Sirius.

Sirius can naturally see what's going on from Ivan's expression, but it's not the time to talk such nonsense.

"Time is running out, let's make a long story short! I stayed in Knockdown Alley for a while after you left, to help you inquire about the news, you will never think who I met in Knockoff Alley..." Sirius said quickly Said hurriedly.

Peter, the dwarf who jumped out of the window, was awakened by the midnight cold wind, but he was not very worried.

In his current rat form, he can't fall to death at this height. At most, he suffers some injuries.

In comparison, Peter was even more afraid to stay in that dormitory, because he clearly remembered that when he just woke up, he vaguely saw Sirius seem to be talking to the little wizard named Ivan Hals.

Although he didn't hear the specific content, this situation is enough to make him feel uneasy So I would rather risk a fall and choose freedom!

Unfortunately, just as Peter was enjoying freedom in the wind, a voice faintly came from above.

"Spots fly here!"

Pettigrew Peter was flustered to find that the speed of his fall stopped, and then he was pulled by some kind of force and flew upwards at a faster speed.

is a flying curse! When Peter Pettigrew realized that it was too late, it flew all the way back to the dormitory, and reached out a hand and grabbed his tail severely.

Pettigrew Peter raised his head with difficulty, but Ivan's delicate face looked like a devil's face in his eyes, and a sense of fear came to his heart.

"A forgetting is empty!" Ivan whispered softly with his wand against the gray-black mouse.

Ivan’s voice and movements were not obvious in the dark and chaotic bedroom, because Neville’s screams did not stop from beginning to end, and the cluttered noise outside the door was also one after another, covering his voice.

Peter, the dwarf star close at hand, could hear clearly, and an inexplicable sense of familiarity came to his heart.

again... again?

Before falling asleep, this thought flashed in Peter's heart, and he soon realized that he might not have been hit by the Forgotten Curse for the first time.

How many things did I forget? !

Thinking of this, Peter took a deep breath. The biting cold wind at night couldn't compare to the chill from the bottom of his heart.

Along with a white light flashing, the gray-black mouse's body was shaking and unconscious, and a drop of tears slowly slipped from its eye sockets...