After HP shared the dream, Lao Fu was conquered by me

Peter was already very close to the door. He could no longer contain his inner excitement and did not even take the people in the room seriously. Twelve years of successful hiding had made Peter arrogant. He actually wanted to swagger out of the room in front of everyone.

Lamia noticed Peter's little movement, but when she looked around, she found that she was not the only one who noticed it, everyone noticed it, but no one took any action.

Lamia, who had originally planned to break Peter's leg, decisively lowered her raised arm. When Dumbledore saw her action, he actually gave her a rare look of appreciation.

Lamia was even more confused. Was she being praised by this old Deng with his eyes? But why?

When Peter saw that no one was stopping him, he suddenly became greedy. He pulled out a wand wrapped in tape from somewhere and pointed it at Sirius, "C...Crucio!"

Peter proudly opened his rat mouth, and a gurgling laugh came out from the depths of his mouth. After so many years of disguise, he could hardly speak human language.

Sirius' pupils suddenly shrank. His first reaction was to push away Harry, who was closest to him, but he lost the chance to escape. Seeing that he could not avoid it, Sirius, who was ready to accept everything, slowly closed his eyes.

"Ah-ah-"

The pain he had imagined did not appear on his body. Sirius opened his eyes suddenly and found Peter lying on the ground twitching, his hands curled up in front of his chest, with many hideous wounds on them.

He was under his own Unforgivable Curse.

Lamia walked over and picked up the wand that Peter had dropped to the side. Black smoke was coming out of the tip of the wand, and it looked like it was worn out from overuse. Moreover, this wand looked very familiar.

"This is Ron's!" Harry saw it too, and recognized it at a glance.

"Ron vomited a bucket of slugs because of this wand," said Harry. He could still remember Ron's miserable state.

It turned out that Peter had gone to steal Ron's wand at that time. Lamia recalled that when she was catching mice in Ron's dormitory not long ago, he had crawled into Ron's magic robe and actually took Ron's wand in front of her.

Lamia suddenly became angry. She stood up and kicked Peter's fat belly hard. The force was so great that everyone present was shocked.

Peter, lying on the ground, didn't move at all and still looked half dead. The only proof that he was still alive was his mouth that kept opening and closing, and the saliva flowing from his mouth.

The more Lamia looked at it, the more disgusted she felt. She walked aside unbearably. She could not imagine how Ron could have slept with such a disgusting thing in his arms for a whole year.

She felt like vomiting just thinking about it.

"What should we do with him now? Throw him into the basement?" Sirius grabbed Peter's leg and dragged him to the door, preparing to lock him up in the basement temporarily. He had to find evidence to prove Peter's crime, or ask Snotlout, no, Professor Snape now, for some truth serum.

"I think this is a good idea." Lupin touched his chin and nodded, and Dumbledore agreed.

So Sirius pushed open the door, having already decided to lock Peter up in the worst and most sinister basement he knew, preferably one that could be used directly as a prison cell.

But at this time, mutation occurred again.

Peter suddenly jumped up from the ground, and bit Sirius's calf with his front teeth covered with yellow lumps of stone, and bit it with all his strength, wishing he could tear the whole piece of meat off.

Peter used this move originally to make Sirius feel pain and let him go so that he could escape, but Sirius was unwilling to let go even if he took his attack head-on.

Peter couldn't bear it any longer, so he gritted his teeth and cut off his foot which was held by Sirius. He used the dagger hidden in his sleeve, a dagger he got from Voldemort.

Then Peter quickly turned into a mouse and limped out of the door which was slightly opened.

Sirius was originally trying to pull Peter's feet hard, but now because the object of the force suddenly disappeared, he fell to the ground due to inertia, and his palms were covered with Peter's dirty blood.

Peter had already run out the door.

Lamia looked back at Dumbledore in disbelief. Why didn't he stop them? Were Dumbledore and Peter in cahoots?

Lamia was shocked by her own thoughts. If this was really the case, she would not even care about the mission anymore and would definitely run away.

Dumbledore caught Lamia's gaze, but he said nothing.

Lamia read in his eyes the calmness and the feeling that everything was under control.

It turns out that Lamia did misunderstand Dumbledore.

Because Peter turned into a human form again and returned to the house. The difference was that he was kicked in, and he was kicked in with scars all over his body. He looked horrible now. Someone had hastily stopped the bleeding of his broken leg, and his whole body was covered with small wounds that kept bleeding.

The next second, the owner of the foot that kicked Peter in walked in. It was Snape, dressed in black. He looked terribly gloomy, and his hair reflected light in the dark, which was inexplicably eerie.

"Severus, your spell is very powerful." Dumbledore said with a smile. He winked at Lamia, as if answering her unspoken doubt just now.

Lamia took a few steps back awkwardly to make room.

"Veritaserum." Snape took out a small bottle of potion from his arms and placed it on the desk in the headmaster's office. "I want to hear him tell me with my own ears what he did to..."

Snape turned around suddenly, his sinister eyes full of hatred, as if he was cutting Peter into pieces with his gaze.

"Okay, but you have to control yourself," said Lupin.

Snape glanced at Lupin mockingly. "Control what? How can you control yourself from yelling on the fifteenth night?"

Lupin looked around frantically and found that everyone here knew his identity, so he coughed lightly to ease his embarrassment, "Severus, you know what I mean."

This time, Snape didn't even glance at him. He walked up to Peter with his wand in his hand and said, "Heal quickly."

He almost uttered the spell with gritted teeth, and the disgust between his brows was almost thick enough to become tangible.

After the blood on the ground had completely flowed back into Peter's body, Snape tied him to a chair, and as if he was still worried, he added a speed restraint.

After finishing all this, Snape poured the whole bottle of potion into Peter's mouth. He used the potion made by those stupid troll students. Although it was effective, each bottle was like poison. Even he didn't know what the side effects were. Peter had to bear it.

Lamia took a few steps back, and Peter suddenly vomited blood in large mouthfuls, and then sobbed continuously. It was a long time before he finally calmed down.

But that was only because Snape had given him a bottle of other first aid potion, which was enough to keep him going until Peter answered all his questions.