Glory To Slytherin

Chapter 192

In the principal’s room, Dumbledore was pacing and sat on the chair with his brows furrowed.

His two slender fingers touched habitually, and his chin rested on the interlaced fingers. The blue eyes looked at the ceiling through the half-moon lens, a strange trace appeared on their faces, and they mumbled:

“Here again…how it seems that the principal’s power is easy for others to use…this makes me have no face…”

…

In the room of responsiveness, Peter Pettigrew’s rat form is lying trembling on the ground, desperately thinking about countermeasures.

This boy is not unfamiliar to him. After all, Ron has dealt with him several times, and Peter Pettigrew himself has often heard this rumor named Ulysses Lestrange, knowing that this is a profound strength. The students who tested…

And now it seems that he probably knows more about himself than he imagined.

This is the end of the matter. Although Peter Pettigrew doesn’t know how Ulysses understands his identity, it’s no way to hold on. He has to roll a few times on the ground and become a chunky, ugly middle-aged man. .

His beard is messy and his hair is sticking together, like a weasel. At this time, he is trying his best to show a flattering smile, and he respectfully said to Ulysses:

“Mr. Lestrange… I had a good relationship with Bellatrix and her husband back then… I don’t know why this trip came to me for…”

“Don’t get involved with me, I’m not familiar with them.”

Ulysses interrupted him, and looked up and down at Pettigrew Peter, with a smile that made him intangible but furry in his heart.

“Yes, yes, I actually don’t have a good sense of them… They entered Azkaban and I even want to clap my hands and cheer…”

Peter Pettigrew bit his head and said.

“I am in a hurry, so I will tell you directly.”

Ulysses smiled and said, “I made a deal with Sirius Black and handed you to him, and he helped me do some things…”

“do not!”

Peter Dwarf was so scared that his soul was almost lost. He couldn’t know what the consequences would be after falling into Sirius Black’s hands. He squeezed out a few tears and said in tears, “You can’t give me to him… he is a man The fugitive who kills people without blinking, the bad guys…Mr. Lestrange, we don’t usually have a holiday, why…”

He cried and cried, but the corner of his eye kept glancing at Ulysses. After seeing Ulysses’s smiley face, his heart trembled, and his masterful smearing gradually became unspeakable.

“I may know the truth of the year beyond your imagination, so I don’t have to waste my tongue and put the set of fooling the Ministry of Magic on me.”

Ulysses raised his chin slightly and said lightly, “Of course, the Potters have nothing to do with me. I have no idea of ​​revenge for them…”

“Then why did you give me to Sirius Black…”

Peter the dwarf didn’t pretend to be stupid, and said blankly, feeling inexplicably that there was a glimmer of life.

“You are not the only one who can fool people.”

Ulysses laughed, “Of course, I still have to do enough on the Face, I will think of a way to pretend to let you go by accident.”

“What do you need me to do?”

Although Peter Pettigrew is bad, he is definitely not a fool. He immediately understood that Ulysses had a plot against him, and said respectfully.

“Has your master contacted you recently?”

Ulysses raised his eyes slightly and asked a seemingly unrelated question.

“My master? Of course the kid from the Weasley’s has been looking for me… wait, master?”

Peter Pettigrew said subconsciously, then his body trembled, his eyes filled with horror, he looked at Ulysses in horror, “You mean…”

“Voldemort is resurrected. Haven’t you been waiting for this day?”

Ulysses said with a smile.

“My…The Dark Mark’s Mark has never moved…”

Peter Pettigrew swallowed hard, his voice trembled, and his inner fear was far greater than his joy. He knew that his own behavior was far from loyal to Voldemort. If he made a comeback, the first group to be cleaned would probably be their wavering subordinates…

“It seems that the speed of his recovery is very slow.”

Ulysses nodded, his eyes flickering, “This time is the best time to show the loyalty of your Death Eaters.”

“I, I have been stable for more than ten years… I won’t have anything to do with him anymore…”

Peter Pettigrew thought Ulysses regarded him as Voldemort’s remaining party, and said tremblingly.

“take it easy.”

Ulysses said dismissively, “In fact, you can only save your life by returning to him.”

“You mean… let me be the internal response?”

Peter Pettigrew had already guessed in his mind, but after listening to Ulysses bluntly, he still felt as complicated as drinking bitter water.

He couldn’t be more clear about the terrifying power of the Dark Lord, and should be right next to him… He didn’t even have the confidence to hide it. Once discovered, the fate is estimated to be a bit more serious than Death.

“Of course. Otherwise, why should I flick Sirius Black to save you?”

Ulysses smiled and said, “I need you to help him when he is weakest, gain his trust, and then tell me his whereabouts and intelligence.”

“I, I can’t do it…”

Little Star Peter was almost crying, and said frustratedly, “I know how many catties I have, how can I hide it from the Dark Lord…”

“That’s your own business. I believe that your potential will be fully stimulated when you are alive and dead.”

Ulysses shrugged, put on a seemingly irrelevant appearance, and said with a smile.

Peter Pettigrew’s yellow eyeballs rolled around, just about to agree to it and then perfunctorily, only to see Ulysses raising his wand with a smile on his face that was tantamount to a devil in his eyes.

“However, everyone knows what virtue you are. In order to ensure that you can work wholeheartedly, I need to add something to your mind…”

Then, in the horrified eyes of Peter Pettigrew, Ulysses whispered a spell, and a black mist slowly floated from the tip of the wand, which condensed into a shape that looked like a skeleton, silent in front of his eyes. A roar came into his mind.

“What is this……”

Peter Pettigrew, holding his head in his hands, said in trepidation, for fear of something unusual in his mind.

“A warning magic…As long as you move a little thought of betraying me or insatiable, it will be like a bomb in your head, instantly destroying your brain…”

Ulysses smiled and said, “I wanted to leave you a mark, but Voldemort is a veteran in this regard, and I won’t make an axe in front of him.”

“If you think Voldemort can unlock my magic, you can find him to try…but you only have one chance to take the risk.”