Tell Me, How Did You Survive Sirius the Scum

Late at night.

Inside Hogwarts Castle.

A stout figure suddenly appeared.

This stout figure walked along the first-floor corridor, searching for the caretaker Filch's office, seemingly unconcerned about being seen.

Perhaps it was because he didn't know the way...

After all, this person was a newcomer and didn't know his way around Hogwarts.

A ghost quietly observed the stout figure. Just as the ghost was about to greet him, it stopped as if it had suddenly thought of something.

Then, the ghost drifted towards the direction of the basement.

If the ghost remembered correctly, there was another classmate of this stout figure in the school, and they were even old rivals.

"This should be it..."

The swaggering stout figure walked to the door of Filch's office, raised his finger, and whispered a spell!

"Alohomora!"

The door suddenly opened.

Filch, who had just lain down in bed and covered himself with a blanket, stared dumbfounded as his door suddenly opened and a stout figure walked in.

Because it had snowed that night, Filch had woken up from the cold and made a round of the school before returning to his office, just having gotten into bed...

"Who!"

Filch's movements were agile, unlike an old man!

The Hogwarts night watchman quickly grabbed his oil lamp, picked up a club, and lunged at the uninvited guest who had barged into his room!

However, when Filch saw that the person's appearance was somewhat familiar, he subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief and uttered his name.

"Peter Pettigrew, how dare you at this late hour..."

Before Filch could finish speaking, his mind instantly cleared, and a look of terror flashed across his wrinkled face: "You... you... are you a person or a ghost!"

This was not the Hogwarts of ten years ago!

Peter Pettigrew had not been a Gryffindor student for a long time!

This person had been dead for seven or eight years, and the Ministry of Magic had even awarded him an Order of Merlin, First Class, upon his death!

Why was he appearing now!

Peter Pettigrew chuckled and waved his hand, signaling Filch to put down his club: "Don't be nervous, Mr. Filch, of course I'm human, and a perfectly normal one at that. I'm just here to find something tonight..."

"What thing?"

The aged Filch instinctively asked, then suddenly came to his senses: "Wait, what... what is going on, who are you!"

"Shhh!!!"

Peter Pettigrew put a finger to his lips, looking nervously at Filch: "Keep your voice down, I'm just looking for a piece of parchment that you confiscated from Potter and his friends in the past. Where did you put it?"

"First... explain, who exactly... are you!"

Filch glared warily at Peter Pettigrew in front of him, holding his club. Although he stuttered a little, it didn't stop the old man's stern questioning!

"So stubborn..."

Peter Pettigrew's brow furrowed instantly. He suddenly raised his finger and pointed at Filch, and a Petrifying Charm instantly froze Filch in place!

Peter Pettigrew then began to search the entire room seriously. Because James Potter used to cause a lot of trouble, Filch had a special cabinet for confiscated items from Potter. Peter quickly found the cabinet.

"Alohomora!"

The cabinet door was violently broken open by magic.

Peter Pettigrew slowly searched for a while and finally found a parchment that looked relatively intact. The entire process was incredibly smooth.

[Common Quest: Obtain Hogwarts' Secret Treasure, the Marauder's Map (1/1). Quest Complete. Reward: Magic Skill - Teleportation.]

[Teleportation: Lock onto the desired area with your mind. After 3 seconds, ignore all Barrier restrictions and teleport directly to any location. Costs 100 Magic Points.]

Theoretically, he already had the Apparition spell.

However, Apparition was limited by magic power. His current magic power was insufficient, and he couldn't even Apparate directly from Hogwarts to London. Teleportation, however, only required 100 magic points.

At the very least, his mode of transportation could be greatly improved.

Most importantly, this method could allow him to create an alibi. If something went wrong outside, who would suspect a student who had been staying at Hogwarts for a long time?

"Let me think of the incantation..."

Peter Pettigrew slowly pondered for a moment, gazing at the blank parchment, and began to speak: "I solemnly swear that I am up to no good..."

As he chanted the spell, a map slowly appeared on the blank parchment, marking the locations of everyone in Hogwarts!

This map was truly very useful.

Even without the Teleportation skill from the system reward, it could allow one to control the movements of everyone in Hogwarts.

This way, no matter what he wanted to do in Hogwarts in the future, he could ensure that his goals were achieved.

Just as Peter Pettigrew was about to put away the map, his gaze fell upon another avatar icon that had appeared at the door of Filch's office.

"Hmm?"

A strange smile spread across Peter Pettigrew's lips as he muttered under his breath, "I wasn't planning on taking on any combat missions right now... maybe I should give it a try?"

"You..."

With this cold voice, a man in a long black robe slowly opened the door, a wand gripped tightly in his hand. "As expected, you're never up to any good..."

The man had straight, long hair, and a sneer and disgust played on his face as he squinted at Peter Pettigrew before him. "I thought Peeves was talking nonsense, but I didn't expect it to actually be you..."

Severus Snape.

Hogwarts Potions Class Professor.

Once Peter Pettigrew's classmate.

Just now, due to the snow, Severus Snape had briefly fulfilled his duties as Slytherin Head of House, ordering the House-elves to light the fireplaces.

When he returned to his room, he had intended to read his Potions textbook for a while, preparing for the first-year Potions Class. However, the Slytherin ghost suddenly told him that Peter Pettigrew was wandering the castle, which made Snape think the ghost was crazy...

Yet, the ghost refused to leave.

With no other choice, Snape had to come down to the first floor to check, and that's when he saw the door to Filch's office ajar, with Peter Pettigrew's voice coming from inside.

That voice...

It was indeed that coward.

"Resurrected, or always alive..."

Severus Snape seemed to be asking himself, a sneer on his lips as he looked at Peter Pettigrew. "A coward who only hides behind two scumbags will indeed live longer than that arrogant fool..."

Peter Pettigrew.

A guy who had always been incredibly timid.

Back when Snape and his peers were classmates, Peter Pettigrew only ever followed behind the arrogant James Potter.

Speaking of that bastard James Potter, Severus Snape seemed to recall something. The sadness that had briefly appeared in his eyes slowly receded as he quietly changed the subject.

"Tell me, Peter Pettigrew, I'm curious, how did you survive Sirius, that scumbag, back then?"

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