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Dumbledore was also very surprised that Lamia would come to him, but he always knew that Lamia would not abide by the school rules, so he was not surprised that she would come to him at night. What was really surprising was that she came with a mouse.

"Child, what are you holding in your hand?" Dumbledore walked out from his desk. Although Lamia said nothing, the wise old man still noticed something unusual. The mouse came in unconscious, and a toe was missing from its front paw.

Bad guesses played out in Dumbledore's mind. He frowned, as if waiting for Lamia's explanation, but in fact he already had an idea.

"It's just as you think, sir." Lamia certainly didn't know what Dumbledore was thinking, but from his expression, Lamia could tell that Dumbledore must know Peter's identity.

"Wait a moment, child." Dumbledore quickly took his wand from the table behind him and pointed it at the mouse. The wand emitted a blue-white light.

In a moment the rat, suspended in midair, its little black body twisting wildly—Dumbledore waved his wand—dropped and clung to the floor.

Another blinding flash, and then—like watching a tree grow in fast-forward, a head appeared from the ground, and limbs stretched out.

A moment later, a man stood where the rat had been, wringing his hands in fear.

Even though Lamia had always known the transformation process of the Animagus, she couldn't help but be frightened by the rat because he looked so ugly.

The man was short, not even as tall as Lamia, a third grader. His thin, light-colored hair was unkempt, and there was a large bald spot on top of his head.

He looked like an obese man who had lost a lot of weight in a short period of time. His skin looked dirty, almost like rat fur, and his pointed nose and watery eyes had the characteristics of a rat.

He was looking at Dumbledore, his breathing coming in short gasps, and Lamia noticed his eyes flicker towards the door and then quickly avert them.

He wanted to escape.

After discovering this, Lamia stood at the door, blocking the exit.

Peter bared his teeth at her threateningly, but he soon found that he could do nothing about this strange student. The aura around her always made Peter inexplicably frightened, and he even felt like kneeling down.

"Oh, hello, Pettigrew." Dumbledore's blue eyes flashed, and he waved his still glowing wand out the window, then blocked the window and all the exits in the room leading to the outside.

"Dumbledore, why are you doing this? I'm a hero with the Order of Merlin. You can't trap me here!"

Peter shrank back, and he really did seem like a mouse.

"Really, Pettigrew? I think this matter should be handed over to the people related to light." Dumbledore still had the same expression as before.

After a while, there was a sound of hurried footsteps outside the door, followed by a knock on the door.

"Son, let them in."

Dumbledore said.

Lamia made way but still stared at Peter. Peter had no chance to escape. He looked at Lamia viciously, the fat on his face shaking constantly.

The people who came were Lupin, Sirius and Harry, who had not been in the dormitory just now. They all had wands in their hands and it was obvious that they had come in a hurry.

"Oh, hello, Peter," said Lupin cheerfully, as if the rat-turned-schoolmate thing were a common occurrence around him. "Long time no see."

"Little Sirius... Lupin..." Peter's voice was also shrill. His eyes glanced quickly towards the door again. "My friends - my old friends -"

Sirius's wand arm rose, but Lupin caught his wrist and gave him a warning look, then turned back to Peter, his voice light and casual.

"We were just chatting, Peter, about what happened on the day Lily and James died, and we all thought you were dead, so you didn't know—"

"Lupin," Peter gasped, and Lamia saw beads of sweat on Peter's pale face. "You don't believe him, do you... He wanted to kill me, Lupin..."

"We've heard," said Lupin, his voice more coldly. "I'd like to clear up one or two little things with you, Peter, if you'd be so kind—"

"He's here to kill me again!" Peter suddenly pointed at Sirius and screamed. Lamia saw that he used his middle finger because his index finger was broken.