It was almost certain now: Peter Pettigrew was the notorious traitor-Peter Pettigrew.
In the Hufflepuff Common Room, some older students had already used Transfiguration to turn the sofas into long tables, covering them with food scavenged from the Kitchen.
The young wizards were celebrating Hufflepuff's victory. Every house probably did this after winning a Quidditch match, but none could get food as plentiful and varied as Hufflepuff's.
Most importantly-there was no limit!
That was wonderful. Su Er's roommates were already stuffing their faces nearby. Oh, even so, they had not stopped playing chess. A chessboard sat right in the middle of them.
Su Er stood to one side with a croissant, watching the game and occasionally suggesting a dirty move that earned him furious curses from the pieces.
Croissants were a traditional French food. Before baking them, the house-elves had deliberately stuffed them with chocolate and brushed a thick layer of honey over the outside. The sweetness blended perfectly with the rich chocolate flavor, dispelling the chill the Dementors had brought.
After polishing off several croissants in a row, Su Er dusted off his hands, drew his wand, and cast a Silencing Charm on the foul-mouthed chess pieces.
Oh, that was much quieter.
Ignoring his roommates' helpless looks, Su Er raised his eyebrows smugly and returned to the dormitory.
After closing the dormitory door, he pulled the Marauder's Map out from beneath his pillow.
"I solemnly swear that I am up to no good."
With a light tap of his wand, the map unfolded, fine black lines spreading across its entire surface.
The name "Peter Pettigrew" remained motionless in the Gryffindor area. He might have been resting. Ever since Su Er had worked on him, he had been resting constantly. According to Ron, once the rat's frenzied phase had passed,