My Hogwarts has a serious problem.

Chapter 361, Section 358: Your Most Loyal Servant, Peter

"I still can't understand how someone with your physique could have such immense strength."

Hermione pinched Lynn's arm, which felt soft and seemingly devoid of muscle, and said incredulously.

Lynn said in a very serious tone.

"Want to know why I'm so strong?"

Harry and Ron, who had been secretly eavesdropping nearby, immediately perked up their ears, their necks almost touching Lynn's eyes like giraffes.

Upon hearing Lynn's question, Cedric whispered in Ian's ear.

"I bet he's going to start ripping people off again."

Ian rolled his eyes.

"Those who know him well know that he doesn't give any serious answers."

Just as Ian said, because she knew Lynn well, Hermione didn't really have any expectations for his answer. Only Harry and Ron, those two naive kids, would think that Lynn would teach them some invincible secret.

"Then tell me."

"All you need to do every day is 100 push-ups, 100 sit-ups, 100 squats, and a 10-kilometer run, and you can't turn on the air conditioning no matter how hot it is. When you become bald, you will be invincible. I can kill you with just one punch."

"Pah! You'd be the one who goes bald! And where would Hogwarts get air conditioning?!"

Girls' focus is indeed different from boys'.

Hermione could only glean from the sentence above that Lynn was cursing her to go bald, while Harry and Ron focused on the secret behind Lynn's immense power.

"Isn't this amount of exercise a bit too much? We struggle to run 10 kilometers a day, and then there are 100 push-ups, 100 sit-ups, and 100 squats. After doing all that, we won't have time to attend classes."

Harry and Ron were actually seriously analyzing whether what Lynn had just said was feasible.

Hermione, exasperated, punched one of them on the head.

"You believe these things? When have you ever seen Lynn do any of these kinds of exercises during the day?"

Finally, they parted ways in the Great Hall. Hermione angrily led the two silly boys back to the Gryffindor long table, while Lynn and Ian Cedric ate ​​their usual dinner at the Ravenclaw long table.

The first day of the sports meet has ended. Judging from the scores of the first four grades, Gryffindor has a clear advantage. After all, the little lions always have many wonderful ideas, and they usually have the most exercise and the most energy in the castle. Even if Slytherin has a cheat code like Lynn participating, he can't influence the overall situation by himself.

The dinner prepared by the house-elf tonight was very lavish, almost comparable to a back-to-school dinner.

This was something Dumbledore specifically instructed the kitchen to do. After a day of exercise, the students were exhausted, whether as spectators or participants.

Of course, they will all be able to get a good night's sleep tonight.

As night fell, a long-awaited tranquility descended upon Hogwarts Castle.

Tonight, there were no more energetic little wizards out for a nighttime stroll, but a mouse that had sneaked out of the Gryffindor common room was still wandering around the castle corridors.

Not only that, in the Slytherin Headmaster's office, Snape, with a gloomy face, also pushed open the door of his office and walked into the quiet, deserted castle corridor under the cover of darkness.

Both Peter the Mouse and Snape the Wife-less assumed that no one would notice their nighttime outings.

But in fact, not long after Peter ran out of the Gryffindor common room, the Fat Lady, who had been guarding the entrance to the Gryffindor common room, opened her eyes, which were pretending to be asleep, and then disappeared from her own portrait frame.

The same was true of the knight painting opposite Snape's office. Watching Snape's departing figure in the corridor, the short knight opened his sleepy eyes, muttered a few dissatisfied words, and then rode his horse away and disappeared from his own painting.

Peter and Snape seem to have the same goal.

They wandered aimlessly through the castle in the dead of night, searching for something, but without a destination, they could only cautiously explore places where they had previously sensed something, following the clues from the past.

During this time, Peter encountered Snape no less than three times, but he carefully hid in a corner of the corridor each time to avoid letting Snape discover that this rat was acting strangely.

Their every move in the castle was observed by the murals in the corridors.

He continued his wandering search until 3 a.m., when Snape finally couldn't stay up any longer and returned to his office. He had to attend the second half of the sports meet the next day and couldn't stay up all night.

Peter, who had no such worries, searched until more than four o'clock. He even risked transforming into human form in the most suspicious places and calling out the Dark Lord's name in the most humble tone, but he never received any response.

Feeling utterly disappointed at having found nothing, Peter decided to end his search for the night and head back to the Gryffindor common room.

However, just as he reached the fifth-floor stairwell, an incredibly familiar, intense heat suddenly swept over his arm!

Peter immediately stopped running in excitement.

He carefully transformed back into human form, then tightly clutched his left arm, which bore the mark of the Dark Demon, and called out in a trembling, incredibly humble and pitiful voice.

"Master! Great master! Please show yourself! Your servant Peter is loyal to you and will continue to serve you, even at the cost of his life!"

A chilling wind blew in from outside the castle, causing the candles on the walls to flicker. The once bright orange flames had somehow turned a cold, eerie green.

"I don't need your life, Peter."

A cold, hoarse voice, like that of a ghost from the underworld, suddenly rang out near the stairs.

Peter was trembling with excitement. He lay prostrate on the ground, so humble that he seemed to want to embed his entire body into the earth.

"You've finally agreed to see your servant, great master! I've always believed you weren't dead! How could someone as divine as you die at the hands of that vermin infant! You've returned alive! The entire magical world will tremble for you once more!"

The pale green flames danced in the wind, and that seemingly malevolent, invisible voice rang out once more.

"Peter, can I still trust your loyalty?"

Peter's gaze was incredibly fervent.

"I am your most loyal servant and master! I can do anything for you! Just like thirteen years ago!"

(End of this chapter)