At Last, Brother and Sister

Peter Pettigrew was dead? Honestly, when Albert saw the report, his first reaction was not that Peter Pettigrew had died, but that the bastard had actually escaped from Azkaban.

Although he had long been certain that Peter Pettigrew would escape, he was still somewhat surprised when he learned the news from the paper.

The story had changed somewhat because of his interference, but Peter Pettigrew was still a fairly important figure—and the key to Voldemort's resurrection. There was no way he would simply be finished off after being sent to Azkaban Prison.

Without him, Voldemort might have had to keep barely clinging to life in the forests of Albania for the next few years, or even decades, accompanied by his snake and rat friends.

After all, among Tom's Old Partners, no one truly wanted him back. Otherwise, after more than ten years, how could no one have gone looking for Voldemort in the forests of Albania?

This was no longer much of a secret. Any reasonably well-informed wizard knew that Voldemort might be hiding in the forests of Albania.

"Come to think of it, Tom is actually rather pitiful. The loyal and reliable ones are all squatting in Azkaban Prison, and all he has left are a bunch of untrustworthy turncoats," Albert murmured. "I remember he seemed able to see through other people's lies. I'm really curious how he feels when facing that pack of Death Eaters beneath him!"

Of course, even if Tom really climbed out of the cauldron, he probably would not tell Albert.

The question now was how Peter Pettigrew had escaped from Azkaban Prison. The Ministry of Magic should already have learned from Black that Peter Pettigrew's Animagus form was a rat. There was absolutely no reason they should have given Peter Pettigrew the chance to