After stabbing my ex-boyfriend, I went traveling

Peter Pellum was a short, fat man with shifty, listless eyes, a pointed nose, rat teeth, gray hair, and a bald head.

Most importantly, there is an lingering "rat smell" on him!

I turned into a mouse and lived a miserable life for twelve years. Now I turn back into a human. Can I still be a human?

Yang Mei didn't care whether he wanted to be a human being or a rat in the gutter.

The reason why he changed this guy from a mouse into a human was simple: it made it easier for him to kick people!

It’s Peter Pellum’s fault that he had to run to him when there were so many other places he could run to.

Poor Peter had just turned into a human, and before he could even make a sound, Yang Mei kicked him in the heart. He flew backwards several meters and stopped only after hitting a broken table.

"Fortunately there is a table, otherwise I'd be worried that he would knock down the wall opposite." Draco clicked his tongue.

"He's not that fat, is he?" Yang Mei felt that this was an exaggeration.

Draco sighed slightly: "Don't overestimate the strength of this house."

Peter Perum fell into a pile of sawdust and wailed, and he seemed to see his unknown great-grandmother waving at him in mid-air.

"This, this, my Scabbers turned into this person? I've been holding him! He's been in our family for twelve years!" Ron had never been so upset before. He wanted to rush over and punch and kick Peter to vent his anger, but even seeing a piece of Peter's clothes made him feel his stomach juice rise to his throat.

He is not clean anymore!

He had always treated Scabbers as a poor, old pet mouse with a missing toe, and had shown him lots of affection!

vomit! !

Well, it's just him.

But when Scabbers was at their house, no one in the Weasley family restricted his movements and he could go anywhere.

There are not only men in the crowded Burrow, but also Mrs. Weasley and Ginny, the youngest daughter of the Weasley family!

What if this wretched rat peeks at them changing clothes or bathing? !

The more Ron thought about it, the crazier he became. The worn-out floorboards beneath his feet creaked loudly, and he looked even crazier than Sirius just now.

"I'm going to fight you!!" Ron rushed towards Peter Pettigrew on the ground like an angry bull.

Now the people who were dumbfounded were Sirius and Lupin.

It seems like they are the ones who want to kill Peter Pettigrew the most? Why is there someone trying to grab it?

"Calm down, Ron!" Lupin reached out and pulled Ron back. "He will be punished, I promise!"

Peter Pettigrew had recovered a little now, although he still felt a burning sensation in his lungs when he breathed and several ribs seemed to be broken, but he was not dead so it was not a big problem. He could still stand up after struggling.

"Remus, Sirius, old friends, long time no see!" Peter Pettigrew said in a hoarse voice, like a broken bellows.

Lupin and Sirius just pointed their wands at him, saying nothing.

Peter Pettigrew turned around again: "Harry, look at you, you really look like your father, James. He and I are good friends..."

He took small steps towards Harry and even tried to reach out and touch Harry's face.

"Then why don't you go find him, go find my dad, aren't you good friends?" Harry raised his wand as a warning.

Peter Pettigrew stepped back in horror: "No, Harry! I, I don't want to! I can't help it!"

"Shut up! How dare you talk to Harry? How dare you mention James to him!!" Sirius shouted.

Lupin also yelled: "You betrayed James and Lily to Voldemort!"

The three of them formed a three-way confrontation around the only surviving table in the room.

I don't know where all these broken tables in this room came from.

"If you don't know, you might think the three of them are playing a very different kind of billiards." Yang Mei complained, "They are so hesitant to kill someone."

"No matter how many years have passed, an idiot is still an idiot!" Snape looked down on the three people, "Fortunately there are no smart people among them. They all have the same amount of stupidity in their brains. Otherwise, how could we see such a 'equally matched' scene!"

Draco was in awe: "You are so insightful."

Peter Pettigrew, facing the questioning of his former friend, could only wave his hands nervously: "I really didn't mean it! Who knows what weapons the Dark Lord has... Sirius, if it were you, what would you do? What would you do!"

"I would rather die than betray my friends!" Sirius roared at the top of his lungs.

Peter Pettigrew took advantage of the two of them being off guard and broke through their encirclement from under the table.

"Harry! Your father won't want to kill me! We are good friends, he will forgive me, he will forgive me!" Peter Pettigrew rushed towards Harry.

Harry poked Peter Pettigrew's throat with the sharp tip of his holly wand. "My father will forgive you? You said it was my father, not me!"

Peter Pettigrew's eyes widened and he raised his hands in surrender.

He had not expected Harry to be like this. Not only him, but Sirius and Lupin had not expected it either.

"How about taking you to the castle and letting the Dementors suck you dry?" Harry said slowly.

"No, you can't..." Peter Pettigrew kept backing away.

"Harry, don't worry about it. Just let Remus and I kill him!" Sirius kept shouting, but he didn't use any magic.

"Shut up, Sirius!" Harry frowned, "I thought you should have learned to think after all these years in Azkaban! If you kill him now, what will the Ministry of Magic say? They will say that you were wronged all these years, and the real murderer was actually Peter Pettigrew, and then you killed Peter Pettigrew?!

Ha! Shouldn't the Ministry of Magic praise you for your quick eyes and hands? !

Don't you think about it? Without the living Peter Pettigrew to confront you in court, how can the Ministry of Magic believe that what you said is true? "

"Harry, so you are worried about me." Sirius grinned, "It's okay for me. As long as I can avenge James and Lily, it's okay even if I continue to flee."

It's really speechless.

You had the option of not escaping, but you chose not to?

Harry was really convinced: "Don't worry about it. Anyway, I'm going to take Peter Pettigrew back to the castle and hand him over to the Dementors! Um, Professor Snape, do you mind giving me a hand?"

Peter Pettigrew was still threatened by the magic wand and dared not make a sound.

Sirius didn't understand what was said on a daily basis, but when he heard the name of his long-time enemy Snape, he curled his lips reflexively.

Lupin's brain was less full of grass than Sirius's, and he looked at Harry when he heard this. It was obvious that Harry didn't trust him, otherwise, when there were two professors present, why did he choose to ask Snape, who was always difficult to talk to, for help instead of him, an old friend of James Potter?