Hogwarts Reading Days

Peter Pettigrew probably never imagined in his life that someone would observe him through the crystal ball, and the person staring at him was the enemy who had single-handedly sent him to the Azkaban prison.

Yes, Peter would never have guessed, nor would he want to know.Otherwise, the cowardly Mr. Peter probably wouldn't be in the mood to help Voldemort find the unicorn in the depths of the Albanian forest, but would just leave his half-dead master and flee.

At this moment, in a certain dark forest in Albania, Peter is speeding through the woods, trying to find a single unicorn.

It's just that Peter's grades in the protection of magical creatures class were mediocre, and he didn't know how to find unicorns in the forest at all.Fortunately, however, Peter was able to learn the approximate location of the unicorn through his dirty little friend.

But it's not enough just to find the unicorn, and it's not easy to get the blood of the unicorn.Because unicorns themselves are magical creatures with very powerful magic power, they not only walk like flying, but also can hardly be hurt by ordinary magic, maybe unicorns are not as strong against magic as fire dragons, but it must not be ignored .Besides, Peter was pretty sure he couldn't keep up with the unicorn's speed.

However, obtaining the blood of the unicorn was the first task assigned to Peter by the Dark Lord.Peter knew very well in his heart that he had to grit his teeth and finish it no matter what, unless he wanted to just leave. If he really did that, then there would be no place for him beside the Dark Lord, and he would still appear in the dark. On the devil's must-kill list.

Peter Pettigrew looked at the deep forest ahead and laughed at himself, "Isn't this the result I want?"

Now Voldemort is very weak, so weak that he has lost most of his strength, he can't even use magic, and can only live like an ant.

All this made Peter ecstatic.

Because only when the Dark Lord needs help the most, if he dedicates his loyalty, can he get a higher honor than other Death Eaters.

Of course, Peter never expected the so-called glory, and knew that Voldemort didn't fully trust him.

But, so what, the Dark Lord will definitely not do anything to him. If he kills himself who helped him when he needed it the most, how can he gain the loyalty of other Death Eaters? Who dares to continue to follow him? What about him?

As long as he helps the Dark Lord regain his body, no Death Eater will come to trouble him at that time, and the British wizarding world will also usher in a turmoil. At that time, the Minister of Magic may have a headache.

found it!

After spending a lot of time, Peter finally found a lonely unicorn in the depths of the forest. It was drinking water by the river, and it looked very beautiful from a distance. Looking towards Peter, the eye mask is full of vigilance.

Peter knew he had only one chance, and once the unicorn started running wild, he had no chance.

A shrill cry pierced the night sky.

"Avada Kedavra!"

A strong green light glows in the dark forest.

After the green light dimmed and the forest returned to normal, Peter found that his spell had failed. The unicorn walked briskly and easily avoided the Killing Curse. It quickly ran towards the distance and disappeared in the blink of an eye. Within sight of Peter.

"Damn!"

Just when Peter was trying to catch up, he noticed a sound on the right side, and the unicorn jumped out from the side, and he was almost pierced by the unicorn's horn.Fortunately, Peter successfully used phantom to escape the attack of the unicorn when he was a golden girl.

"What a cunning beast."

Peter had never thought that the unicorn was so difficult to deal with. He thought that the unicorn would continue to launch surprise attacks on him, but he was shocked to find that the animal had already escaped, and he was still foolishly vigilant about his surroundings.

Peter had to look for a new target. The adult unicorn was too difficult to deal with. He even doubted whether Avada Kedavra could kill a powerful magical creature like a unicorn at once.

Peter regretted his rashness just now. If he could find the young unicorn, the situation might not be so bad.

Through those mouse friends, Peter found the whereabouts of other unicorns.This time, Peter was not in a hurry to act, he suspected that he would make the same mistake as last time.So, he spent several days and finally found a group of unicorns, but Peter could see that those unicorn groups were not easy to mess with, so he finally gave up and wandered alone on the edge of the Forbidden Forest, looking for Some slip through the cracks.

Not bad luck for Peter, he found a single, young unicorn.

The wailing of unicorns resounded in the forest.

"Not dead?"

After the green light dissipated, Peter found the unicorn struggling to get up from the ground.

The Avada Kedavra didn't kill the unicorn right away, but it still did very bad damage to the unicorn.

His magical power can only be regarded as average among wizards, but the Killing Curse is enough to easily kill any creature, but the unicorn was not killed immediately, which surprised Albert.

Peter made up the Avada Kedavra a few more times, and after killing the unicorn completely, he stepped forward to draw blood, panting.When Peter put the fresh unicorn blood into the glass bottle, he looked up and saw a group of angry unicorns, he was surrounded, but Peter did not panic at all, before the unicorns rushed towards him, Immediately Apparition disappeared.

There was the angry neighing of unicorns in the forest.

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"Master, I have already collected the blood of the unicorn."

Peter hurried back to the forest where the Dark Lord lived, took out the bottle containing the unicorn's blood, and said to the shadow in the forest, "What should I do next?"

"I need you to use a potion made from unicorn blood and Nagini's venom so that I can temporarily have a decent shape." Voldemort said his next plan.

At this moment, a rustling sound sounded in the darkness, and a twelve-foot-long giant snake appeared in Peter's house. Although it was not the first time he had seen this snake, it still made Peter feel very uneasy , but Peter knew what to do.

It didn't take long for him to prepare the formula for concocting the potion. The blood of unicorns was the most difficult to obtain, but it was no longer rumored.

Standing in the cauldron tongs, Peter kept muttering a spell that was said to be invented by the Dark Lord himself, and then put the snake possessed by the Dark Lord into the cauldron of boiling potion, accompanied by a shrill scream After the sound, a baby-like figure slowly rose from the cauldron.

Bertha Jorkins, who was controlled by Peter, immediately took out the towel and kept the ugly baby, if it could really be called a baby.

"Master, how are you feeling now?" Peter asked cautiously.

"This body is still very weak, but at least it has restored some of my magic power." Voldemort's voice could not conceal the excitement, and the situation was developing for the better.

"Master, what should I do to help you?" Peter asked respectfully.

"I know an ancient black magic that can create a resurrection potion, so that I can restore my original body and regain my original power." The Dark Lord said hoarsely: "When I restore my original strength, you will be rewarded." There are rewards."

"Thank you for your generosity. You need those materials. I will prepare them for you right away."

"I need three potent potions," said Voldemort hoarsely. "My father's bones, and the servant's flesh."

As he spoke, he looked at Peter who was trembling, "Don't worry, it doesn't take much, and it won't kill you, and I still need you to help me control the resurrection potion."

Peter couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, and asked in a low voice, "What's the last item?"

"The blood of the enemy," said Voldemort.

Peter felt that this should not be difficult, because there are still so many people who hate Voldemort, as long as they return to England, it should not be difficult to catch a wizard for blood.

"I know where my father is buried and it's not that hard to get his bones, but... I want the blood of Harry Potter, the blood of the man who made me lose my magic 13 years ago. "

"With all due respect, master, it is too difficult to harm Harry Potter. He is under strict protection now, and I am afraid it will be difficult for me to succeed." Peter said tremblingly, "If we use another wizard, we can fight quickly Quick decision, help you get back your original strength as soon as possible."

"It must be Harry Potter's blood," Voldemort's voice sounded a little weak, but it was firm. "At that time, the protection his mother left him will also exist in my blood, that woman's blood." Power can no longer shelter Harry Potter."

"It may be difficult to do this with my strength alone. If you allow, maybe I should call other Death Eaters who have not been imprisoned in Azkaban." Peter suggested in a low voice, "Maybe, when the time comes There is enough power to do this."

"I'm going to worry about them, but not now."

After Voldemort lost his power, he no longer trusted anyone, let alone showed his weak side to those fools.

He is more willing to publicize his reputation after resurrection, let those half-hearted guys worship him, let the traitor live in fear day and night, until he dies silently in a dark corner. "

"Okay, let's rely on Bertha Jorkins, of course. I remember you said that this woman works for the Ministry of Magic. Maybe she can provide us with some useful information." Voldemort picked up Peter with difficulty. wand, pointing at Bertha Jorkins, and using Legilimency on him.

The expression on Bertha Jorkins' face looked very painful, and it was obvious that Voldemort was forcibly flipping through her memory.

"Oh, what a surprise, someone actually used a strong Oblivion Curse on Bertha Jorkins." Voldemort seemed to be in a good mood, and he easily obtained a lot of information from Bertha Jorkins.

"However, if you encounter a powerful wizard, the Oblivion Curse won't work."

"Master?" Peter asked anxiously.

"Now, let's not rush back to the UK. The Quidditch World Cup is being held there. There will be countless wizards pouring into that country from all over the world. Those nosy guys from the Ministry of Magic are all dispatched. They will stand guard everywhere. , watch out for unusual activity, so we have to be patient."