"You..."
Andy was about to make a few harsh criticisms, but he decided against it, considering that such a lecture from someone of the same age would be unpleasant and that he had no obligation to admonish Harry.
"Good afternoon, Harry," Andy said in a normal tone.
"Good afternoon, both of you. Sorry to disturb you,"
Harry asked again after the greeting, "Andy, how did you find me?"
"The Disillusionment Charm has many flaws, such as smell, footsteps, breathing, and so on. A wizard with some experience can detect your presence," Andy explained half-heartedly.
Harry had already left the castle, which meant he could be in danger.
Andy didn't want to get involved in this big trouble.
"Okay..." Harry was a little helpless.
He thought he could fool everyone with the Disillusionment Charm, but Andy directly found his presence.
"I won't disturb you. I'll go and explore somewhere else." Harry was sensible enough to know when to leave after a few words.
"Be careful," Andy reminded him.
"Don't worry." Harry looked very confident.
Waving his wand, Harry once again disappeared.
Hermione looked a little conflicted, as if she wanted to say something.
Andy cast a silencing charm and raised an eyebrow. "You want to talk about Harry?"
"He's in danger," Hermione said seriously.
Although Hermione knew that to defeat Voldemort, he must be resurrected once, she was not sure why Voldemort had to capture Harry.
What did Harry have to do with Voldemort's resurrection?
Therefore, Hermione believes Harry is in danger and could even lose his life at any time.
"Gryffindors always want to show off their courage."
Andy also looked speechless and said, "But they can't distinguish between courage and recklessness."
"What do we do now?" Hermione asked.
"I'll go and inform Professor Dumbledore!" With that, Andy waved his wand and summoned the Fat Cat Patronus.
"Go!" Andy said.
The Fat Cat Patronus nodded and flew through the wall toward Hogwarts Castle.
"The Patronus Charm can be used to send messages," Andy explained.
Hermione nodded slightly.
Since Dumbledore had been notified, there was nothing to worry about.
The young witch took a sip of butterbeer and then picked up the thick book, continuing to leaf through the pages.
"Wipe your mouth," Andy reminded with a smile.
Hermione gave Andy a sidelong glance and took a napkin to wipe the foam from the corner of her mouth.
Andy snickered at this.
In fact, Andy already had a guess as to why Voldemort wanted Harry's blood to resurrect himself.
Because Voldemort wanted to decipher the protective charm Lily had left on Harry.
He wanted that power!
As for why Dumbledore turned a blind eye to this and even secretly facilitated it... Andy also had a vague guess.
But this guess couldn't be told to Hermione.
I, Andy, will keep my mouth zipped!
***
After leaving the Three Broomsticks Inn, Harry wandered around Hogsmeade.
But no matter how interesting a place is, it's not much fun if you're all alone.
Harry soon got bored.
So he decided to check out the Shrieking Shack.
It was the most famous haunted house in the British wizarding world and was extremely popular among Hogwarts students. Every young wizard who visited Hogsmeade for the first time would go there.
Harry was naturally curious about it too.
The Shrieking Shack was located in the north-west of Hogsmeade, a fair distance from the centre of the village.
Once he was away from the crowds, Harry decisively cancelled the Disillusionment Charm.
He had gone invisible in Hogsmeade because he was worried about being discovered by the professors. Now that he was outside Hogsmeade, Harry naturally wanted to carry out his plan.
He was going to lure Snape out!
'Come on, Snape! Don't be a coward,' Harry thought to himself.
Soon, Harry was outside the Shrieking Shack.
There was really nothing to see here.
The Shrieking Shack had no door and no windows, so there was no way to get in from the outside. If you just stood outside and looked at it, the Shrieking Shack was just an ordinary shack, even a bit dilapidated.
Harry walked around the Shrieking Shack.
"There's no danger at all!"
Harry seemed a little disappointed. "Does Snape not know I'm here? Or... is he just too scared to do anything?"
"You mean Snape?"
A voice suddenly sounded. "He does seem like a villain, which saves me a lot of trouble. As long as he's around, your attention will always be on him."
"Who?" Harry shouted.
Although Harry's 'plan' was to lure the person behind the scenes out, when the moment really came, Harry still felt a little panicked.
After all, he was only fourteen years old.
He was still a young boy.
But Harry quickly calmed down. He raised his wand and pointed it in the direction of the voice with full vigilance.
There was a figure there.
In the shadows of the Shrieking Shack, a short, fat figure took two slow steps forward. "Long time no see, Harry. I never thought we'd meet under this circumstance."
Seeing his face, Harry immediately gnashed his teeth with hatred, "Peter Pettigrew!!!"
Peter Pettigrew looked a little smug, as if he already had the upper hand. "You look just like James, but your eyes are more like your mother's."
"Shut up!"
Harry's eyes were red with anger as he shouted, "You have no right to mention their names!"
Peter Pettigrew took two more steps forward.
He was indeed feeling a little smug.
He had shared a dormitory with Harry for two years, so he knew Harry very well.
Likewise, he knew exactly how much Harry hated Snape.
So he came up with this plan.
By using Snape as bait, he could keep Harry's attention firmly fixed on him.
As for the method of luring Harry out, that was even simpler.
He didn't even need to make a plan for that.
He knew Harry, so he knew that if he was given the chance, Harry would come running out and jump right into his trap.
Just like he did now!
That's very much befitting of a Gryffindor, isn't it?
James was like that, Sirius was like that, so Harry was like that too.
Their character traits were so easy to target.
"Harry..."
Peter Pettigrew explained leisurely, "Dumbledore must not have expected that no matter how tight his precautions were if you were given the chance, you would come running out on your own."
"That's why I used the Imperius Curse to control George and Fred."
"You see..."
Having said this, Peter Pettigrew quickly raised his wand, "That Black fellow should have taught you, shouldn't he? When you encounter an enemy, don't waste any time talking to them; you have to seize the initiative as soon as possible."
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Bang!
Harry quickly waved his wand, and the Shield Charm's magical barrier flickered and disappeared, sending Peter Pettigrew's magical beam streaking straight out of the way.
"Not bad, Harry..."
Peter Pettigrew murmured as he unleashed a barrage of attacks on Harry.
The sound of magic whizzing around the Shrieking Shack was like a symphony.
Harry gritted his teeth and could only keep waving his wand, struggling to maintain his composure under Peter Pettigrew's onslaught and barely managing to stay unscathed.
Other than that, he couldn't even fight back.
Before the fight, Harry could be seen brimming with confidence.
Sirius had told him that wizards didn't have the 'magic resistance' characteristic. Even adult wizards could be knocked unconscious by a young wizard's stunning spell.
But that's only possible if you can hit the other person!
In this aspect, Harry was sufficiently self-confident.
During the Christmas holiday training, Harry discovered that he had very responsive reflexes.
Even if his opponent had the advantage, Harry could react quickly and fight back effectively.
Sirius had even praised him for this.
But after engaging in a real fight, Harry suddenly realised what the difference between training and actual combat was.
It was a feeling called 'nervousness'.
It was like two people screaming at each other. In the heat of the moment, either your mind goes blank or you overreact and say or do something you regret.
In this kind of atmosphere, it's hard to control your emotions.
It's the same in a real fight.
Harry was very nervous and thrilled at the same time. He wanted to defeat his opponent quickly and, if possible, even hurt him badly.
But he couldn't think clearly and couldn't organise an effective counterattack. At this moment, Harry couldn't even remember what he had practised.
He could only wave his wand mechanically, trying to find an opportunity to counterattack.
On the other hand, Peter Pettigrew seemed to be much more at ease.
He's a coward!
Many people called him such, and even Peter Pettigrew himself believed the same.
But being a coward... doesn't mean being good for nothing.
He had joined the Order of the Phoenix and fought against the Death Eaters alongside James, Sirius, Lupin, and the others.
He also used to work undercover in the Order of the Phoenix and deceived everyone, including Dumbledore.
When he was being chased by Sirius, he used a spell to blow up half the street and feigned death to escape.
After Voldemort fell from power, he turned into a rat and spent twelve years in the Weasley family as a pet, and he was never suspected from beginning to end.
From these experiences alone, it can be seen that Peter Pettigrew's strength may not compare to that of Sirius, Snape, and others, but his patient and cunning character certainly gives him an edge over them.
And Harry... he is only a third-year wizard.
Unlike Andy, he can't just cheat his way past everything.
As the protagonist of the Harry Potter series, the only thing worth praising about Harry may just be his good character.
So, of course, he lost!
Bang!
After less than two minutes of combat, Harry's wand was knocked out of his hand by the Disarming Charm, and Harry was hit by Peter Pettigrew's Stunning Spell, collapsing to the ground and losing consciousness.
"James..."
Looking at Harry on the ground, Peter Pettigrew's eyes held a slightly complex emotion.
He was a traitor!
But he also had to admit that James, Lupin, and Sirius had once been his best friends.
That time at school had been the happiest time of Peter Pettigrew's life.
Unfortunately...
Nothing could be turned back to the way it was!
From the moment he was cornered by the Death Eaters and brought before Voldemort, nothing could be undone.
He wanted to live!
So he had to betray!
It was the same now.
He was wanted by the Ministry of Magic; he was no longer welcome in the wizarding world, and Voldemort was his only chance of survival.
So he had to help Voldemort regain his strength.
Because only then could he continue to live.
Even live a life of honour!
"Sorry, James..." Peter Pettigrew muttered.
He felt a little guilty, but mostly he felt even more determined.
Because he wanted to live!
After looking around to make sure no one was nearby, Peter walked over to Harry, helped him up, and then took out a white glove from his pocket.
It is a Portkey.
As the Portkey was activated, Peter and Harry instantly disappeared from the spot.
***
Three Broomsticks Inn.
Andy and Hermione were spending a leisurely afternoon.
It was cold in February.
But the interior of the tavern was warm.
The fire was blazing in the fireplace, and the proprietress was charming—ahem, hospitable.
Andy had been busy with magic transfiguration for a while now, either researching or practising spell casting. Occasionally, when he had some personal time, he would use it to 'bond' with Grindelwald.
Even when Andy had the Time Turner in his hands, time was never enough.
Andy couldn't remember the last time he had had a proper rest.
Today, he was taking a rare moment to relax, and he just wanted to enjoy the peace and quiet.
As for Harry... well, he had long since been swept out of Andy's mind.
The two hours passed in the blink of an eye.
"Hermione, how about we go for a walk?" Andy suggested stretching.
"Hm!" Hermione agreed, putting down her book.
Packing up, Andy and Hermione left the Three Broomsticks and wandered around Hogsmeade.
There was still some white from the snow that had fallen a few days earlier could be seen. But it was Saturday, so even though it was cold, the village was still bustling with activity.
"What a beautiful village!"
Hermione admired the village scenery and exclaimed, "No matter how many times I come here, I still find this village beautiful, peaceful, and full of the mysterious charm of wizards."
"That's right!"
Hermione suddenly turned to Andy and asked curiously, "Andy, do you want to live in the Muggle City or the wizarding village in the future?"
"Me?" Andy thought for a moment.
"I'd rather settle in the wizarding village!"
Andy spread his hands: "In the city, there's no way to use magic without restrictions, so life would be too difficult."
"You're right," Hermione nodded.
"What about Hogsmeade?"
Andy suggested: "George, Fred, and I have agreed that after graduation, we'll open a magic amusement park here."
"Hogsmeade is close to Hogwarts, and it's a pure-wizard village."
"No matter how you look at it, it's very convenient."
Hermione's eyebrows shot up at this. "A magic amusement park? That's a great idea. But don't you want to be a professor?"
Andy laughed: "That doesn't have to conflict with each other!"
"I'll just be the investor and leave the management to George and Fred."
How happy it is to be the boss!
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