In the jungles of Albania, two snakes were roaming among the trees. One was a large python over five meters long. The other was less than a meter long.
This was rather curious, since snakes were creatures that would devour one another. And the difference in size between these two snakes was already enough for that to happen. Yet the large python followed meekly behind the little snake.
Suddenly, the little snake seemed to sense something. It stopped slithering and carefully concealed itself among the fallen leaves.
The large python swiftly climbed a nearby tree, hiding itself while seemingly remaining ready to attack at any moment.
A moment later, a rustling came from the trees a little farther away. Then a group of rats poked their heads out of the grass.
One of them actually "stood" up on its hind legs, sniffed the air, then dropped back down and let out a series of squeaks.
Then another rat, gray and slightly larger, crawled out of the woods. If anyone could have made out its figure as it crawled through the grass, they would have noticed that one of its front paws was missing a toe.
After appearing, the rat gave a shudder and rapidly swelled. In no more than two breaths, it had returned to human form.
It was Peter Pettigrew.
Peter swept his gaze over the patch of grass before him, then dropped to one knee. "My great master, your humble servant has finally returned to your side."
There was no movement among the trees.
Peter waited a while. Only after receiving no response did he speak again. "Great master, I am your humble servant, Peter Pettigrew. Guided by the creatures of this forest, I have come to follow your trail. Please show yourself and let me offer you