Chapter 144 Rat can also get angry I have the rag doll Muen in my life. When Hermione told her about her abnormal behavior, Bruce and Katum's terrifying eyes were fixed on her. Muin also knew that something was wrong, so he simply curled up into a ball with his head in his hands, hiding in Hermione's arms and not daring to come out. "I wonder how long you can hide." Bruce sneered. The dream magic she brought before was not right, and now she was also tipping off others. The day Hermione can no longer protect you will be the day of your death. "Beat her first!" Katum said, "If she says she knows nothing, then the beating is too light." Muen trembled even more violently. She wanted to explain herself, but she was unable to speak. At this point, Bruce came to his senses and confirmed with Katum via telepathy. "Is it really Barbatos?"
He said, "I don't look down on the witch, but she follows Hermione around all day. What intelligence do you need to report to Barbatos?" Could it be that Barbatos was interested in the daily life of a little girl? Isn’t this too perverted? "I don't think so either." Katum said, "She's probably reporting her whereabouts to that old woman in Ravenclaw, but what does that have to do with me? I just want to teach her a lesson." During the conversation between the two, Muen felt that the murderous aura around him had decreased a lot. She poked her head out of Hermione's arms a little and met the owl's eyes. "Uh-huh-" She quickly lowered her head and dared not peek out again. …… Soon, the Grangers arrived at the Leaky Cauldron. They entered Diagon Alley and headed to Flourish and Blotts to purchase the textbooks they would need for this year's classes. "Intermediate Transfiguration, The Monster Book of Monsters, Clearing the Mist to See the Future, and Simple Introduction to Ancient Runes..." Bruce looked at this year's textbook list. Since he had selected almost all the courses, the list this time was particularly long compared to previous years. Among them, "The Monster Book of Monsters" is the most special. It seems to have life, and the books will bite each other, which forces the clerk to lock them in cages. When the clerk heard that the Granger family wanted two monster books, his expression was painful, as if a disaster had happened to his family. By the time all the books were purchased, Bruce and Hermione's textbooks together filled six bags. Bruce and Mr. Granger had just walked out of the bookstore with their bags when they heard Hermione's voice greeting them. "Hello! Ron!" Bruce looked up and saw that they had run into the Weasleys.
"Good afternoon Hermione!" Ron greeted. "Did you get my postcard from Egypt? I sent one to you and Bruce." "Got it." Hermione shook her head and said, "But you sent too much. There's already a whole stack." "I sent so many to Harry, but he still never replied to me once." Ron said, "Come to think of it, Harry seems to have made some big mistake during the summer vacation and is now living in Diagon Alley. This is what my father told me." Hermione immediately looked worried, she knew Harry and Ron very well. If even Ron thought Harry had made a big mistake, then the matter would probably be exposed. Bruce was also very curious. He wanted to ask Katoom if he knew something, but when he turned around, he saw the owl staring at Ron intently. "What are you looking at?" Bruce followed the owl's gaze and saw Scabbers the mouse in Ron's arms. Maybe because of his old age, Banban looks worse than he was two months ago. It looked completely abused and looked particularly shabby compared to the other mice with bright fur. "You don't want to eat Ron's mice, do you?" Bruce frowned. "Didn't you only eat human food before? Why do you want to return to the life of an owl today?" Katoom didn't answer him. After a while, Katum let out a long sigh and said contentedly, "Seventy-four, twelve more than two months ago." "What are you talking about?" Bruce frowned. What about seventy-four and sixty-two. "Ron's freckles!" The owl said as a matter of course, "I count Ron's freckles at the beginning and end of every school year. It's a ritual." It is also a testimony to Ron's growth. Bruce was speechless, he never thought Katum would be so boring. "So you weren't just looking at Ron's rat?" "Why would I look at that?" Katum shook his head and said, "The bones in the grave are dead. Sooner or later, someone will capture them." …… On the other side, Mr. and Mrs. Granger were chatting with Mr. and Mrs. Weasley about their recent situation. They also knew that the family traveled to Egypt during the summer vacation. When the conversation became lively, Mrs. Granger suggested, "Let's take the children out for a bite to eat. After not seeing them for a whole summer, they must have a lot to talk about." Mrs. Weasley nodded in agreement. The two families walked into Florin Fusco's ice cream shop. Bruce, Hermione and Ron sat by the window, watching the people coming and going in Diagon Alley.
"Back to Harry." Ron dug into the ice cream in front of him, "It seems he violated the rules and used magic outside of school, and blew up his aunt." "Exploded!?" Hermione's eyes widened in disbelief. So, Harry killed someone... "Oh no, it didn't explode, it didn't explode!" Ron realized that he had said the wrong thing and quickly explained, "It swelled up and became a balloon. I heard it floated quite far!" Thinking of that scene, Ron couldn't help laughing. "Ron!" Hermione said very seriously, "This is not a funny thing. Even if there are no serious consequences, young wizards are not allowed to use magic outside of school!" And if anything happened again, Harry might be expelled. I don't know how Ron can laugh! "It's not my magic..." Ron muttered a few words under his breath, then suddenly his eyes lit up and he pointed out the window and shouted, "Isn't Harry right there? Harry! Harry!" He waved vigorously, trying to attract his good friend's attention. Hermione also saw Harry, who was wandering aimlessly on the street, as if he had just woken up and was about to go out to look for food. Hearing his good friends calling him, Harry also saw them and immediately walked over here. "Finally see you." When Harry sat down, Ron said happily, "We were just discussing you." Harry smiled bitterly, he probably guessed what was being said. "How do you know?" he asked. "My dad said so," Ron replied. "Come to think of it, he seems to have something else to say to you." Then he called Mr. Weasley, and Arthur looked over and found Harry sitting among the children. "Harry!" Arthur suddenly called him, "Can you come over here for a moment? I have something to tell you." Harry walked over in a daze, and the two went to the corner to talk. Bruce heard words like "danger", "Sirius", and "protection" intermittently, and he roughly understood that Mr. Weasley was reminding Harry. "Why is Sirius staring at Harry like that?" Bruce asked the owl, "I mean, if Sirius is so loyal, he should go after Voldemort instead of seeking revenge on Harry, right?" It's not like Voldemort is really dead.
"Sirius would never hurt Harry." Katoom snatched the ice cream in front of Bruce and said while eating, "He is Harry's godfather. How could a godfather harm his own child?" Bruce has become accustomed to the way Katum speaks, and he always inadvertently reveals an explosive secret. "Sirius is Harry's godfather? But he betrayed Harry's parents and indirectly caused their deaths." Bruce tried to digest the news and wondered, "Are all godfathers such assholes?" Especially since Sirius killed thirteen innocent passers-by. "Stop making indirect accusations here." Katum said, "Sirius was wrongly accused. The real murderer is among us now. Do you want to guess who it is? I bet you can't guess it." "Ron's rat." Bruce's face was expressionless, and the answer came out of his mouth. "Hey!" Katum looked at Bruce in surprise for several times, "Is your reasoning ability so strong?" "Do you think I'm stupid?" Bruce curled his lips and said, "You just said that someone would catch that rat sooner or later. Now you say that the murderer is among us. Shenhai can think that there is something wrong with it." After that, he looked at Ron. "Ron, could you let me hold Scabbers for a while?" "no problem!" Ron first handed the listless Scabbers over, then asked, "Why are you suddenly interested in Scabbers today?" "I am a mouse lover." Bruce gave a vague explanation, then asked, "By the way, how many years has Scabbers been coming to your house?" Ron thought for a moment and said, "It's been twelve years, about. It was originally Percy's pet, and then it was passed to me. Now it's very old and doesn't move every day. I wouldn't be surprised if it died one day." It turned out to be the case. Bruce nodded secretly. Could a mouse live that long? Generally speaking, the lifespan of ordinary wild mice is a maximum of three years, and even if they are bred artificially, the lifespan will not exceed ten years. How good must the Weasleys be at taking care of mice to allow Scabbers to live for twelve years? At this time, Banban was in Bruce's hands and began to struggle uncontrollably, as if he could sense the boy's malice. But Bruce had a tight grip, and the little mouse couldn't get away. "interesting." Katum leaned his face closer, "This guy seems to have a strong ability to sense danger."
Scabbers looked even more uneasy as he saw the owl approaching him. Owls eat mice. Does this guy really think of himself as food? He looked suddenly at Bruce. Okay, the thing about loving mice that you just mentioned, it turns out you want your owl to have mice for every meal! Deceiving too much! Banban was so aggrieved that she was about to cry. He's had a hard time lately. Ever since he heard that Sirius had escaped from prison, he had been living in fear every day, losing his appetite and thinking only of how to escape from the Weasleys and run away. As a result, not only did he not run away, but even an owl dared to act so presumptuous in front of him and treated him as food. Do you really think you have no temper? Shushu, I'm really angry! "Look, Ron." Bruce suddenly said in surprise, "Your mouse can make a fist!" "This stupid mouse can do so many things." Ron was well-informed and was not surprised at all. "It has lived for so many years, so it should know more than other mice." "Really……" Bruce looked at the mouse with a half-smile, it was missing a finger on its front paw. Recalling the Sirius murder case in the past, Bruce remembered that one of the victims, Peter Pettigrew, had no body left except a finger. "Is he Peter Pettigrew?" Bruce turned Scabbers over and over, pried open his paws and looked around. "So, he should be an Animagus, right?" Otherwise there is no way to explain why humans turn into mice. "Right." Katum nodded and said, "So you want to expose his identity?" Open the box for the mouse once, and the person inside will be exposed. “That’s a good suggestion, but I refuse.” Bruce picked up Scabbers' tail and hung him up. “I’m going to study to become an Animagus this year. "This mouse can provide me with a lot of reference data." This is what it means to make the best use of things. (End of this chapter)