Hogwarts: Why do you call me the Demon King?

Chapter 77 The Acrobatic Big Gray Rat

“Rat, Wormtail, Wormtail, Rat… Animagus!” Snape’s usually empty eyes suddenly shot out a captivating gaze.

He immediately went to the office cabinet and searched frantically. At the very back of the cabinet, he found a small crystal bottle containing truth serum.

Regardless of his status as a Potions Master or his past as a Death Eater, it's perfectly normal for Snape to possess Veritaserum.

He came up to Harry, ignoring the repulsive face, and directly lifted Harry's collar.

"Professor, Professor Snape, where are we going?"

"Idiot! We're going to the headmaster's office!" Snape felt as if his brain had been punched by the dead James Potter.

If Harry Potter didn't have eyes exactly like his mother's, he would really doubt whether this kid was Lily's child.

But then I thought about how this kid came from Gryffindor...

No, Gryffindor isn't short of smart people either.

Damn it, he shouldn't have agreed to let Dumbledore foster Harry Potter in a Muggle family in the first place.

Damn it, look at this! What kind of creature has it grown into?

Harry's legs flared in mid-air, looking somewhat embarrassed: "Professor, could you put me down? I can go to the headmaster's office by myself!"

Do you know where the principal's office is?

"I don't know." Harry said calmly; he simply didn't know what to do.

Besides, the thing under his nose isn't just for eating; it can also be used to ask for directions!

That's how he found Snape's office.

"If you don't know, shut your mouth," Snape said fiercely, then quickened his pace.

Magic in the Harry Potter world does not significantly enhance a wizard's physical abilities.

Wizards in the magical world may live longer than ordinary people, but that only means they have a longer lifespan.

As for their physical fitness...

Hmm...maybe slightly better than the average person?

However, its effectiveness is limited.

This means that Snape, as an adult wizard, would still get tired carrying Harry, a "middle school student," up and down the stairs.

When he arrived at the dripping beast statue in the principal's office, he was already panting heavily.

"Um, Professor Snape, we should have arrived by now, right? How about I walk the rest of the way myself?"

Harry struggled to lift his head and cautiously asked Snape.

He could hear Snape's heavy breathing. Harry was also afraid that having Snape as his human porter again would easily lead to the untimely death of the Slytherin headmaster.

To be fair, Harry's first impression of Draco Malfoy during their train ride was actually not bad.

I just feel a little sorry for this child because he's not very bright.

That's why Harry is so kind; when faced with classmates who have "intellectual disabilities," Harry feels compassion rather than trying to tease them.

Initially, Harry thought that Draco's problems were simply his own.

But when Professor Snape carried him from the dungeon to the headmaster's office and he saw Professor Snape panting heavily, he suddenly felt that Professor Snape might be a bit like Draco?

Snape looked down and his eyes met Harry's.

Then Snape threw Harry down.

Snape had seen that look in Lily's eyes before. But now he was seeing it on James Potter's face.

This made Snape feel as if he had seen something dirty.

Snape approached the Dripping Mouth, and this time the stone statue guarding the headmaster's office opened without asking for any password.

He hurried to the headmaster's office and there he saw Dumbledore in his pajamas, Ron with red hair, and Isaac drinking milk.

And the cage on the principal's desk.

That wasn't an ordinary cage.

This cage is larger than, or much larger than, the rat Spotted.

Despite the cage being so large, the rat Banban remained completely still inside, maintaining a very difficult posture with its two front paws and tail.

Banban placed its two front paws at the bottom of the cage, then its lower body dangled in the air.

His tail was hanging from the top of the cage, preventing his lower body from falling down.

The reason Banban maintains this posture is because of the cage itself.

The cage was filled with metal spikes that Isaac had conjured with his Transfiguration, and these gleaming spikes were firmly pointed at all of Scabbers' vital points.

Heart, liver, lungs, spleen, kidneys, stomach and intestines, spine...

If Banban cannot maintain this posture, his vital organs will be pierced by these spikes on the spot.

For an adult wizard, or even without an adult wizard, Hogwarts' senior students could handle such a situation perfectly.

Unfortunately, Peter Pettigrew doesn't have a wand, and wizards can't use magic in Animagus form.

If he didn't want to die such a miserable death, he could only try to maintain this posture in the cage.

Turning back into a human is even more impossible.

As soon as he transforms into human form, before he can even break through the cage, his internal organs will be the first to be pierced.

Snape knew the moment he saw Scabbers that there was something wrong with the rat.

Although he was still unable to confirm that the mouse was Peter Pettigrew.

But what normal mouse would do such a difficult move and maintain it for such a long time?

Even rats from the magical world won't do.

Snape suddenly turned to Isaac: "Wormtail?"

Isaac didn't speak, he just nodded slightly.

He then abruptly turned to Dumbledore, still asking the same question: "Wormtail?!"

Dumbledore nodded first, then spoke again: "If Isaac says so, then it's probably true."

Snape stepped forward like a giant bat and placed the small crystal bottle in front of Dumbledore.

"What you want." Snape had already categorized Isaac as Dumbledore's side, so he started by saying "you."

Snape knew perfectly well what the Truth Potion was for.

During the First Wizarding War, the Faithful Charm, cast by Dumbledore himself, sealed the secret that "the Potters live here" within the soul of a living person.

The person chosen to keep this secret is Sirius Black.

Later, Voldemort and his Death Eaters came to him, proving that Sirius Black had leaked the information.

After the Potters were murdered, Sirius Black hunted Peter Pettigrew and used a powerful dark magic blast in central London, which destroyed Peter Pettigrew's body and killed 12 other Muggles.

Actually, Peter Pettigrew wasn't completely destroyed; he "survived" one of his fingers in the explosion.

Sirius Black was later imprisoned in Azkaban as a Death Eater.

Peter Pettigrew became a hero who fought against the Death Eaters and the Dark Wizard.

Following a report from the Ministry of Magic, Peter Pettigrew was posthumously awarded the Order of Merlin, First Class, in recognition of his "courage to confront Sirius Black".

Now this hero, who is considered dead by the world, has reappeared, in the form of an Animagus, as a student's pet.

Chapter 78 Snape: Do I have to pay too? (Please continue reading)

"Weasley, how long has this rat been in your house?" Snape asked Ron after putting down the truth serum.

Startled by Snape's gaze, Ron stammered, "Ten years...it's been ten years."

Dumbledore just asked Ron the same question, and Ron gave the same answer.

“10 years…” Snape chuckled twice.

"Don't you find it strange? A rat in the wild can only live for two years at most, and even a rat in a house can only live for three or four years at most."

This mouse has lived in your house for 10 years.

Ten years is more than twice the lifespan of an ordinary mouse.

As Snape spoke, his eyes kept glancing at Dumbledore. Isaac guessed that Snape was probably cursing Dumbledore's family tree in his mind at that moment.

It has nothing to do with Ron and his fellow young wizards; Ron's father, Arthur, is a staunch supporter of Dumbledore's Order of the Phoenix.

Arthur Weasley wasn't surprised at all by this obviously problematic rat.

What, is the food in your Weasley family so good that it allows domestic rats to exceed their life limits?

“This, I…” Ron was speechless, mainly because if he said that, Banban’s problem was really serious.

But no one had told him before that mice only live for three or four years at most.

He's just an ordinary kid from the magical world; how could he possibly go back and study this kind of thing?