The Pettigrew Family Is Deeply Devoted to One Another as Mother and Son / Digging Up a Grave Can Easily Unearth a Whole Horde of Inferi

They should be capable of many tasks, such as night patrols, cleaning up snakes, insects, and rodents, and, most importantly for Harry, scent collection.

It's said that cats have a more sensitive sense of smell than dogs, but these furry friends are so unobedient that it's generally impossible to rely on them for help.

But since all seven kittens are of Kneazle descent, it shouldn't be difficult for Harry to completely tame them.

In addition, the birth of the kitten brought Harry another unexpected benefit.

Harry had been pleading with Professor McGonagall for a long time about the Hogwarts Book of Admittance, but the serious and rigid Head of Gryffindor simply wouldn't allow Harry to check his birth record.

Until one day, Harry brought these kittens to Professor McGonagall's office...

"Mr. Granger, I remember I clearly told you that the birth record in the Book of Admittance is..."

"Meow~" A soft, childlike whimper rang out, and Professor McGonagall couldn't help but shudder.

The feeling was as if she had transformed into Animagus and someone had stroked her from the back of her head all the way to the base of her tail, making her heart tremble uncontrollably.

"Mr. Granger, I'm warning you, even if you resort to such underhanded methods, I..."

"Meow~" *2

Harry remained silent in front of Professor McGonagall, but quietly placed the second kitten on her desk.

"You... alright, I'll check the Book of Admittance again in the next couple of days!"

Professor McGonagall reluctantly compromised; there was no other way, Harry's final trump card was simply too powerful.

For Professor McGonagall, who loves petting cats and also enjoys being petted as a cat, the allure of kittens is absolutely unprecedented.

She couldn't handle just two!

"It's settled then, Professor McGonagall. I'll come back for them later." Harry said goodbye to Professor McGonagall and the two kittens with a grin, then turned and left the Headmaster's office in Gryffindor.

He finally got the result he wanted. In a couple of days, when Professor McGonagall went to 'check' the records in the Book of Admittance, Harry could wear the Invisibility Cloak and enter the locked tower with her.

The reason things were so complicated was that Harry hadn't told Professor McGonagall the truth.

Almost everyone who knows about what happened back then believes that Sirius was the culprit, so it's best to keep Harry's efforts to exonerate his godfather strictly confidential for now.

Otherwise, if he had to explain himself to everyone he met, it would be too easy for the news to leak out.

"Oh... you two little ones, you're absolutely adorable!"

After Harry left, Professor McGonagall, who had been so serious just moments before, immediately transformed into a kind and gentle great-aunt, doting on the two little kittens.

A few days later, Professor McGonagall kept her promise and took Harry into one of Hogwarts' most mysterious towers.

There, Harry finally saw the famous Quill of Acceptance and the Book of Admittance.

The Quill of Acceptance appears to be made from the feathers of Augurey. It is inserted into a silver inkwell, and it is said that as soon as it senses a name that should be recorded, it will immediately fly out of the inkwell.

The Book of Admittance is a large book with a black Dragon Hide cover and parchment pages. The pages of this book seem endless. Hogwarts has been established for a thousand years, but the pages filled with names seem to be only a thin stack.

Harry casually cast a spell that would make the pages of the book turn rapidly, and began patiently searching for Peter Pettigrew Peter's birth record.

The process was a lot like looking up a dictionary. Fortunately, since Peter Pettigrew was from Harry's father's generation, the era between them wasn't too far apart, and Harry quickly found Pettigrew's exact birth date and home address!

"So it's in London... looks like I can go there right away!"

Chapter 229 The Pettigrew family is characterized by a deep bond between mother and son.

After a thorough search, Harry finally discovered Peter Pettigrew Peter's original address.

His former home was located in the north suburbs of London, quite a distance from Hogwarts in the Scottish Highlands, and it would take a considerable amount of time to get there... of course, Harry was referring to by train.

In fact, he had a better way to get there quickly: to fly there directly.

If Harry transforms into his Animagus Golden Eagle form, Harry won't even need to fly at full speed to easily reach his destination within a few hours.

To avoid any unforeseen complications, Harry decided to set off immediately.

"Since you're here, I'll let you know in advance." After closing the Book of Admittance, Harry looked at the Vice-Headmaster beside him with a sheepish grin. "I might have to skip classes for the next few days, Professor McGonagall, please forgive me~"

"Mr. Granger, haven't you skipped quite a few classes since you entered Hogwarts?" Professor McGonagall rolled her eyes at Harry with disdain.

If it weren't for the fact that she had petted the cat earlier, she might have already deducted a hundred points from Ravenclaw and started swearing at him.

However, she was more concerned about the reason Harry skipped class. "So, Mr. Granger, what outrageous thing are you planning to do this time?"

"I can't say right now, Professor McGonagall ... because I can't say whether it will be a surprise or a shock to you." Harry shook his head apologetically. "If you're really curious, perhaps you could ask Headmaster Dumbledore."

"Is that so... Well, whatever you want to do, Mr. Granger... please be careful." Realizing that she couldn't be told the truth, all Professor McGonagall could do was offer her concerned advice.

"I will." Harry nodded gratefully, then turned to say goodbye to Professor McGonagall.

Harry knew that Professor McGonagall Peter Pettigrew been very worried about him, but he could only keep the matter of Pettigrew a secret for now.

Moreover, his trip was only to retrieve the finger, and he wouldn't encounter any danger... The real danger would come after he retrieved the finger.

The things Harry said to Crouch in Azkaban, such as 'examining the finger bone fragments,' were just excuses to gain Crouch's trust and get him to submit a recorded statement to Wizengamot.

In fact, given Harry's certainty that Peter Pettigrew was alive, examining the finger bone fragments was completely pointless.

Moreover, Wizengamot might very well treat Harry's painstaking cross-sectional analysis as invalid evidence, just as they did with Lucius's fingerprint comparison results.

Therefore, Harry decided to use another method to force Wizengamot and even the entire Wizarding World to acknowledge Peter Pettigrew's existence!

The key to achieving this was Peter Pettigrew's severed finger!

Highgate, located in the northern suburbs of London, is an ancient village that existed before Britain Victorian era, but is now a well-known 'star' place in London.

With its beautiful scenery and pleasant environment, this place is home to Witanhurst, the second largest private residence in London, second only to the Buckingham Palace in terms of luxury; it also contains Highgate Cemetery, the final resting place of many world-renowned figures, making it an absolutely auspicious location.

The only downside is that this place is said to be haunted.

Especially between 1960 and 1970, the vampire incident at Highgate Cemetery even made the newspapers, and apparently a group of busybodies formed a ghost-hunting team... Of course, they ended up catching nothing.

Peter Pettigrew Peter and his mother's old house was located here, but when Harry went to the address in the Book of Admittance, he found the door of the old house tightly closed, clearly indicating that no one had lived there for many years.

After Harry confirmed the situation with some of the older neighbors, he learned that Peter Pettigrew's mother had actually been dead for over ten years.

Highgate appears to be an ordinary residential area; at least Harry didn't see any signs of magic there, and he didn't hear any wand sounds from the residents he spoke with.

According to these neighbors, Mrs. Pettigrew was always a very strange person; she was eccentric, reclusive, and never got along with anyone.

Her husband seemed to have passed away a long time ago, and she was raising a son on her own, but the boy named Peter didn't seem to be doing well either, and he never came back after he came of age.

Even when Madame Pettigrew passed away, it was an unknown distant relative who helped with her funeral arrangements.

"A distant relative who passed away more than ten years ago and whose identity is unknown... There's something fishy going on here!"

Walking slowly along the paths of Highgate Village, Harry carefully sorted through the information he had gathered, but something just didn't seem right.

From the time of the incident to now, only twelve years have passed. Now, more than ten years have passed since Peter Pettigrew's mother passed away, which means that she died not long after receiving her son's finger.

Even if we assume that Peter Pettigrew's mother died from grief and depression, that mysterious and seemingly powerful distant relative still raises suspicions.

What a coincidence! The person had just left when the relatives arrived.

Moreover, 'Peter Pettigrew' is not an ordinary surname. Harry had searched through almost all the birth records from that period in order to find the original address of the Peter Pettigrew family, but he did not find another wizard with the surname Peter Pettigrew.

Most importantly, Sirius Peter Pettigrew confirmed while he was in Azkaban that he was an only child and had virtually no relatives!

"Who could it be... Hmm, what's that voice?"

As Harry walked along, lost in thought, he arrived at the gates of West Highgate Cemetery when he suddenly heard a faint voice.

Although the view was intermittent, careful observation confirmed its existence in the cemetery ahead.

"It's a wand." By now, Harry's ability to hear the Voice of Magic had been honed to perfection, so he quickly realized that the sound was coming from the core of a wand.

He began searching the cemetery following the sound, and eventually found a clue somewhere in the center of the cemetery!

"The Banishing Charm... it really is here!"

Harry was certain he was within the range of an ordinary person's Banishing Charm, and right in front of him, where there should have been a gap between two graves, a hidden tombstone had appeared!

And the name of the person on the tombstone happens to be Peter Pettigrew Peter's mother!

"Remembering... repentance?!" After roughly reading the epitaph on the tombstone, Harry suddenly realized.

The entire epitaph is filled with longing and regret for the deceased. Analyzing the context, it is clearly the work of a close relative.

Therefore, this tombstone might have been erected by Peter Pettigrew for his mother, and the so-called distant relative...

It could very well be Peter Pettigrew Peter himself!!

Chapter 230 Digging up graves can easily unearth a large group of Inferi.

After learning the location of Peter Pettigrew's mother's grave, Harry turned around and went back to prepare his tools.

The so-called "three essential tools for tomb raiding" are a flashlight, a donkey hoof, and a Luoyang shovel... but in reality, it's certainly not that exaggerated.

Harry only brought a flashlight and a shovel. After all, as a wizard, he had to believe in science. He was robbing a foreign tomb, so there was no need for him to bring black donkey hooves.

In short, although Harry felt that digging up an old lady's grave was really wrong, he still did it.

Wearing his Invisibility Cloak, he circled the cemetery and only heard the Voice of Magic in Peter Pettigrew's mother's grave. Moreover, he didn't find Peter Pettigrew's own grave in the vicinity. Therefore, Harry had reason to believe that... Peter Pettigrew's mother probably hadn't even had time to prepare a burial plot for her son before she mysteriously passed away.

If the distant relative who came to handle the funeral arrangements was indeed Peter Pettigrew in disguise, then the most likely scenario is that he buried his fingers, medals, and other 'relics' with his mother!

So, all Harry could do was dig up the grave.

So that very night, under the cover of darkness... well, in the dead of night, Harry made his move on Peter Pettigrew's mother's grave.

He used a shovel to tackle dirt and his Sword of Gryffindor to tackle rocks. Luckily, the place was protected by Banishing Charm; otherwise, with Harry's sheer audacity, he would probably have been discovered and arrested as a grave robber in no time.

"Phew... I didn't expect digging up graves to be such hard work!"

During a break in the digging, Harry leaned on the shovel, which was almost as tall as him, and caught his breath.

Being unable to use magic is indeed inconvenient in situations like this.

Highgate is a purely residential area for ordinary people. If Harry were to use any Apparition here, the wizards in charge of the Improper Use of Magic Office might just Apparate over and search the area, catching him red-handed.

So Harry had to do it himself. Fortunately, he was in good physical condition and continued digging after resting for a while. He soon saw Peter Pettigrew's mother's coffin lid.

Click!

After forcefully prying open the coffin lid with a shovel, Harry held his breath and waved his hand to dispel the pungent smell of decay.

"This should be it... but is the corpse so well preserved?"

After briefly surveying the contents of the coffin, Harry marveled at how Peter Pettigrew's mother's body remained intact after more than a decade, before his attention was drawn to a wooden box in the corpse's hand.

Peter Pettigrew's mother's wand was simply placed beside the body, but this wooden box was held close to her chest. Inside was undoubtedly the most precious thing to the deceased, which must be Peter Pettigrew's belongings.

Thinking this, Harry reached into the wooden box in the corpse's hand...

"Roar!"

With a sudden roar, Peter Pettigrew's mother, who had been dead, suddenly opened her cloudy, pale eyes and swiftly reached out her white claws, grabbing Harry's wrist with lightning speed!

In an instant, Harry felt a powerful force strike him, and he involuntarily fell into the coffin. The corpse that had been lying in front of him now opened its disgusting mouth and lunged at him!

"Oh no... the Holy Beast Spiral!"

Harry's left arm, which was already gripping the wooden box, suddenly stopped. The spiraling force generated by the Unicorn horn instantly severed the corpse's hands. Immediately afterward, Harry kicked the corpse directly in the chest, sending it flying back into the coffin and regaining his balance in the process.

"An Inferi?" After jumping back out of the grave, Harry narrowed his eyes warily as he stared at the corpse struggling to rise from the bottom of the coffin.

The body of Peter Pettigrew's mother has undoubtedly been resurrected as Inferi using Dark Magic. Although she has regained the ability to move, she no longer has her own consciousness and brain. She is merely a puppet, acting according to the instructions of the dark wizard who resurrected her.

And the command it is executing is undoubtedly to attack anything that dares to touch that wooden box!

But... why?

"Roar... Roar!!"

Looking up at the roaring incessantly ravishing Inferi, and then down at the wooden box in his hand, Harry couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

Who would want to protect this thing? Perhaps Peter Pettigrew himself?

Harry's first thought was Peter Pettigrew Peter, but then he realized that wasn't quite right.

How could Peter Pettigrew possibly turn his mother into Inferi? If he were truly such a depraved person, why would he bother to build a tomb for his mother?