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The whole banquet was held very smoothly and happily.

Almost everyone was celebrating.

John and Snape are the absolute protagonists in the auditorium right now.

The Slytherins were all rushing to get close to them.

For no other reason than to be closer to them.

Even Fudge adjusted his mood behind him and clinked glasses with Snape.

Only Harry and the others were still a little uneasy and listless.

They knew that Scabbers the Mouse, Peter Pettigrew as Lupine and Sirius called him, had not yet returned.

This makes the whole incident still suspenseful.

Now they can only hope that the Aurors can give them some help and figure out the whole story through the testimony of Lupine and Sirius, or they can directly catch Scabbers the mouse and tell everyone the truth.

They still have some confidence in Aurors and the Ministry of Magic.

Although this group of people was not able to help at all in the entire process of capturing Sirius, in any case, they are also the most elite anti-dark wizard force in the wizarding world of the United States.

It wasn't until midnight that the dinner ended.

When John returned to the dormitory after dealing with the almost continuous stream of students who came to woo and flatter him, he immediately saw the magic suitcase lying quietly on the table.

John waved his hand to signal Draco, who was still in a state of excitement, to shut up, and then entered the box.

The scene inside was pretty much what John expected.

The mouse Scabbers, or rather Peter Pettigrew, was still in his mouse form at this time, floating in the air, motionless, as if he was dead.

Beside him stood the house elf Dobby.

Dobby stretched out his fingers to maintain the magic used to control Peter, while staring at Peter with wide eyes, as if he was afraid that Peter would escape in the blink of an eye.

The sound of John's footsteps alarmed Dobby.

He turned around suddenly, and only after seeing John's appearance clearly did the tension on his face gradually dissipate.

"Dobby has been guarding the mice!" Dobby knelt on the ground and said piously, "Dobby has completed the work assigned by the master!"

John nodded and said softly:

"Well done, Dobby."

Hearing this, tears welled up in Dobby's two huge eyes again.

While wiping his tears with a pillowcase that had become lint after washing, he said:

"Oh! The master praised Dobby! Dobby did a great job! Dobby is so happy!"

John didn't pay much attention to Dobby's reaction.

After being imprisoned and trained for such a long time, Dobby's "rebelliousness" has been smoothed away by him.

Nowadays, Dobby can be regarded as a competent house elf.

John sat on the sofa and said to the mouse floating in the air:

"Someone told me that you are an illegal Animagus, transformed by Peter Pettigrew. I was very curious about this idea, so I captured you. Now, can you perform an Animagus for me?

Will Si transform?"

After he finished speaking, the mouse opposite did not react at all and was still pretending to be dead.

Seeing this, the corners of John's mouth rose.

He slowly took out his wand, pointed it at the mouse, and said:

"It seems like it can't be changed. Sigh - it's such a waste of time. If that's the case, then just go die."

As he spoke, green light began to flash from the tip of John's staff.

A sense of terrifying ominousness instantly enveloped the entire room, so much so that Dobby beside him couldn't help but stop crying.

And the mouse finally struggled and screamed crazily at this moment.

In a blinding flash of light, the mouse Spot began to transform.

He twisted, twitched, and swelled until finally, a man appeared in front of John.

The rat's screams turned into men's shrill wails.

"No...don't kill me! Please! Don't kill me!"

The man was very short, not even as tall as John, who was not yet fully grown.

His thin, pale hair was disheveled, and he had a large bald patch on the top of his head. His body shape looked like that of an obese person who had lost a lot of weight in a short period of time.

His skin looked dirty, almost like patchy fur, and his pointed nose and watery little eyes had the characteristics of a mouse.

"Oh - you are Peter Pettigrew?"

John said softly.

Pettigrew's wailing stopped suddenly. He fell from the air and knelt down on the ground just like Dobby and said:

"I am Banban, and I am Ron's pet mouse! Dear Master Shafiq, can you let me return to Master Ron?"

His flattering look made John feel sick.

"The Divine Edge is Shadowless!"

"laugh--"

When John waved his wand, Pettigrew's face was cut with a huge, hideous gash, and blood continued to gush out of it like a stream.

"You should know what magic this is, right?" John said impatiently, "You don't have much time left. If you still refuse to tell the truth before your blood dries, then you should die."

Pettigrew was so frightened that he trembled.

He widened his eyes and said:

"This is Snape's magic, Master Shafiq, please don't treat me like this! Your professor...Professor Snape is also a servant of the Dark Lord! And Malfoy, the Malfoy family is also the Dark Lord's servant.

Servant! Master Shafiq! We are in the same group!"

John said calmly:

"So, Sirius and Lupine were right, it was you who betrayed the Potters?"

"Yes! That's right!" Pettigrew hurriedly said, "The Dark Lord is my master! We are our own! I have contributed to the Dark Lord! Please let me go, Lord Shafiq! I can..."

John already knew everything he wanted to know.

He waved his wand slightly, and the wound on Pettigrew's face immediately healed.

"Dobby, take him to that empty room, lock him up, and keep an eye on him."

Following John's order, Dobby immediately snapped his fingers and dragged Pettigrew, who was still flattering John, to the empty room next door.

John took a deep breath and picked up the double-sided mirror again.

Magic input.

Michael's slightly tired and weathered face appeared on it.

The two looked at each other, but neither of them spoke.

After being in such a silent stalemate for a while, Michael said slowly:

"Perhaps you should give me an explanation."

John nodded and said:

"It's all for the greater good."

"Wow!" Michael couldn't help laughing, "When did you become Grindelwald's saint?"

John also chuckled:

"It is what it is."

"I didn't see the benefits you mentioned. I only saw a fool who was moved by his professor and was willing to give up his benefits to let the professor fulfill his wishes."

"That's because you're stupid."

"Yeah?"

"That's right, I have won the 30,000 Galleons bounty from Gringotts and the Ministry of Magic, and I can give you half of it."

"No need, this is not what I want. You'd better have a follow-up plan to gain more benefits and make up for our losses this time, otherwise..."

Michael paused for a moment, his expression looked a little harsh and a little hesitant, "Huh - for Ariana's sake, I don't have to do anything to you. Then you can take the thirty thousand Galleons and go to Hog honestly.

Watts studied, and after finishing the book, he took Michelle to the countryside to hide and live a good life.

After all, you are not revenge material."

After hearing this, John was not upset, but instead smiled and said:
To be continued...