Chapter 575 Unreliable Anton

The atmosphere of Hogwarts Castle at night was a bit dignified.

Through the portraits, Anton knew that all the students were confined to the auditorium, and Dumbledore made sleeping bags for everyone.

Portraits, ghosts, house-elves, owls, and animated sculptures and furnishings on various floors that the students never noticed, all help to find possible intruders.

The students' pets were left unleashed and running around the castle.

Anton was almost taken aback by Hermione's ugly cat, Crookshanks.

Professors are also searching around.

"An~dong~~Nee Weasley, please tell me why you are not in the lobby on the first floor, but wandering around?"

A group of professors came around the corner, and Snape frowned at Anton.

"I'm hungry, go to the back kitchen to find something to eat." Anton blinked obediently.

"I think~~" Snape dragged his voice, "The back kitchen of our school is not open to provide food and drink alone?"

Anton chuckled, "No, of course, I just went to my elf friends for help."

"Hey~"

"Severus, don't worry about these little things." Professor Flitwick looked at Anton, "Oh, my poor boy, you smell like blood, and you look like you've been mutilated many times. Are you okay?"

Anton raised his eyebrows and looked at the powerful spell master, "I just read a little in the library. You know, some ancient wizard books are not so friendly."

Professor Snape was taken aback when he heard the words, walked forward quickly, grabbed Anton roughly and checked him, rolled his eyelids vigorously, and then patted Anton on the shoulder, "I don't think you must have Follow my advice and know how to restrain yourself?"

"I'm already very restrained." Anton's eyes widened, "Really, why do you look distrustful? I only read the first half, and the second half of the research on eyes is just the beginning. favorite content."

"Halfway through it..." Snape looked at Anton in shock, and clicked his tongue, "I don't want my students to become as crazy as the crazy witches in history."

"This is impossible!"

Anton looked serious, "I'm a wizard!"

"I don't think this is the right time to talk about that." Professor McGonagall shot Snape a look. "I think we need to talk about your education of Anton."

She ignored Snape's stinky face, and turned to look at Anton.

"Did you see the intruder? I know, sometimes you get rid of things you think you don't mind, and don't bother to tell us."

"Ha~" Snape laughed, "Professor McGonagall, you really understand Anton."

Anton has an innocent face. This is simply a stereotype. Stereotypes are bad.

He spread his hands, "No."

"Didn't you go to George and the others to borrow the Marauder's Map?"

"See, it's as unreliable as the masters who made it." Snape sneered. "Obviously, the map that Sirius participated in making will choose some ways to display information that are conducive to his own sneaky things."

Hearing this name, everyone's expressions became serious.

Professor Flitwick sighed, "Merlin's beard was originally such a lovely student."

He shook his head. "The dementors are searching outside the castle. If we don't catch the intruder, we may need these terrifying creatures to come into the school to take a look."

"Including the dormitory, this is why we don't let the students go back to the dormitory, they will be easier to find any corner."

"Let's continue to check!" Professor McGonagall thought for a while, then glanced at Anton, "Go to the lobby on the first floor after dinner, and don't let those dementors get close to the students."

"Okay~"

The professors were about to walk forward when Snape stopped suddenly and looked at Anton thoughtfully, "Is there anything you haven't told us...well... just like Professor McGonagall said, Things you don't understand."

"Yes~" The little wizard's expression was pure.

"!!!"

"!!!"

"!!!"

The professors' eyes widened immediately, and they quickly walked over and surrounded Anton.

"Unbelievable!" Professor McGonagall stared at Anton with a stern look, "Anthony Weasley!"

Anton shrugged, "It's just that there are two Animagus of adult wizards hiding in the school, does that count?"

"This is simply too scary!" Professor Flitwick yelled, standing on tiptoe and slapping Anton's waist vigorously, "You bad boy, why are you talking now!"

"Animagus?" Professor McGonagall had a strange look on his face. It was the first time she was surprised to find that Anton had quietly stepped ahead of her in this field.

Oh~

In fact, it is not completely surpassed, at least Professor McGonagall can easily cast spells in the state of Animagus now, and Anton can't do it for the time being, he is too busy and has no energy to continue learning in this area .

"There was an adult witch who turned into a cat." Anton stroked his chin and thought for a while, "She should be an Animagus who failed to transform, and can only live in the form of an animal for the rest of her life. Now Hermione's pet, Crookshanks."

"I didn't observe very carefully, but I can feel that there is a certain connection between her soul and Harry Potter. I think she may be the cat raised by the Potters."

Anton looked up at Professor Snape, "You have been to Godric's Hollow many times before, didn't you notice that their pet is very similar to Hermione's Crookshanks?"

Snape glared at Anton, his voice a little hoarse, "I haven't paid attention to her... her cat."

God is so pitiful, the pet that Lily and Potter raised together, heh, how could he go back and look at such dazzling things!

Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick looked at each other, their expressions became strange.

"There is another one!"

Snape changed the subject with a look of displeasure.

"oh."

Anton looked casual, "Peter Pettigrew, he turned into a mouse and is now Ron's pet."

"Scabbers!" Professor McGonagall exclaimed, like a cat with frizzy fur, grabbed Anton's wizard robe and stared at Anton closely, "You mean Scabbers, little Dwarf Peter?"

Anton couldn't help but looked at her suspiciously, "You seem to be acting too excited?"

"Too excited?" cried Professor McGonagall. "Do you know how many times Scabbers has been at Order meetings?"

"Do you know how many times Scabbers followed his former owner, Percy, to find Arthur, and showed up at the Ministry of Magic?"

"It's unbelievable that he's under the noses of Hogwarts, Dumbledore, and us professors!"

"Peter Pettigrew..." Professor Flitwick looked at Professor McGonagall suspiciously, "I remember he seems to be a member of your Order of the Phoenix?"

Professor McGonagall narrowed his eyes, "When the Order of the Phoenix was fighting the Death Eaters, a traitor appeared among us. No one knew who it was. At that time, I suspected it was Peter Pettigrew. I know my students too well. No, it can't be Sirius at all, he has a loyalty to Potter that goes beyond ordinary friendship."

"It was Lupine that everyone secretly suspected at the time. He was a werewolf after all."

"Later, there was news of Sirius' betrayal and the killing of Peter Pettigrew. Only then did the suspicion of the two be cleared."

pat~

There was a sound at the end of the corridor, and everyone looked up.

In the meantime, Lu Ping looked at everyone palely, "I...I..."

He smiled reluctantly, and pointed to the cage on the ground with some embarrassment, "I wanted to get some six-eyed spider monkeys to help find...find..."

In the end, he really couldn't go on, he just pursed his lips, his eyes were filled with water vapor, and he laughed very hard.

It's hard to describe his complex emotions...

He would not betray Dumbledore at all, it was Dumbledore who gave him a new life.

He would not betray Potter at all, it was Potter who filled the meaning of his life.

He simply did not believe that Sirius would betray everyone, and there was no one who had been a more loyal friend to Potter than Sirius.

He is not a traitor!

That night after defeating Voldemort, God knows how he survived, the Potters died, Peter Pettigrew died, Sirius went to Azkaban to go to prison, he was still more or less suspected by everyone, he I just want to get away from there!

Anton sighed and looked at Lupine sympathetically.

He didn't know what kind of mood he would feel if such a thing happened to him, other members of the hut died or betrayed.

Maybe he wouldn't act as strong as Lupine.