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Peter Pettigrew couldn't have gone mad. He must be plotting something!
They had always wanted to catch Peter, but judging from the current situation …
Elwyn suddenly realized that Peter was not planning to catch Blake, was he?! Dumbledore was not at the Hogwarts tonight, but Snape was. Peter knew that Snape hated Blake, and he was going to take advantage of it.
As long as he told Snape that Blake would sneak into the castle tonight, Peter would not have to do anything himself. Snape would help him catch Blake. With Snape's hatred for Blake, once he caught him, he would probably send him to the Dementors outside the castle instead of handing him over to the magic trial.
As long as Blake was eliminated, no one would know that Peter was still alive. No one could even prove that he was the one who betrayed Harry's parents. He could then openly appear in front of the public. At that time, he could tell everyone that he had endured humiliation for twelve years. He had been silently protecting Harry as a mouse, protecting him from Sirius Black.
Elwyn's back was instantly soaked in cold sweat. This was too scary!
This was definitely a conspiracy planned by Peter. Since last night, when Professor Lupin's identity as a werewolf was discovered, the conspiracy had already begun.
Even without his own plan, Peter would still lure Blake to the castle tonight!
Wait a minute. Elwyn forced himself to calm down.
Logically speaking, Peter could not know when Blake would come. Even if he passed the password to Blake through Mount Crook, Blake might not act according to his plan. Peter would also not let Snape stay in Gryffindor's common lounge.
This was too unrealistic, unless he could keep track of Sirius Black's movements at all times.
There were many ways to do this, but for Peter Pettigrew, there was only one practical way.
"The Marauder Map!"
Elwyn suddenly realized that he had forgotten about this magic tool that could tell everyone's location in the castle.
When Professor Lupin confiscated the Marauder Map yesterday, Ron was there. Peter must have known that the Marauder Map was with Professor Lupin, so he controlled Ron to go to Professor Lupin's office last night. He must have gone to look for the map.
"Ron?!" Harry shouted.
The three of them stood at the door of the bedroom. It was dark inside. With the faint light from the window, Elwyn saw Ron lying on his four-poster bed with his back facing them. He seemed to be asleep. The curtains around the bed were drawn.
He could feel that Peter was hiding in Ron's coat pocket. Perhaps he had not had the chance to get the Marauder Map. He did not have the time at all. He could not look for the map in front of everyone in the school. The Marauder Map must still be in Professor Lupin's office!
Elwyn quickly turned around. As long as he went there now and found the Marauder Map before Peter, there would not be any accidents tonight.
"Elwyn, what are you doing?" Hermione asked in panic.
"I'm going to Professor Lupin's office to look for the Marauder Map!" Elwyn said in a low voice.
"I'm going with you."
"No, you and Harry stay here and keep an eye on Ron!" Elwyn looked at Hermione and said worriedly, "Remember, be careful before I come back!"
"I know, you too!" Hermione hesitated for a moment, then quickly stepped forward and hugged Elwyn.
Elwyn hugged Hermione tightly. He still felt the girl's warmth in his arms. He ran out of the common room and rushed to Professor Lupin's office as fast as he could. He quickly went down the spiral staircase, his mind full of things related to the Marauder Map.
At the corner of the fourth floor, he and Professor Trelawney collided heavily.
Professor Trelawney seemed to have just returned from the kitchen. She smelled of sherry and held two bottles of wine in her hands. She was knocked to the ground by Elwyn.
"Be careful, look where you are going!"
"I'm sorry, Professor!" Elwyn hurriedly helped her up.
"It's you, my dear child!" Professor Trelawney grabbed Elwyn's arm tightly. She suddenly approached him and stared at him with her big watery eyes. She whispered in a muffled voice, "My dear, I find that the signs on your body are becoming clearer and clearer."
"Thank you, Professor! I'll be careful. "Elwyn broke away from her. The strong smell of alcohol on her made him very uncomfortable.
"No, you don't understand!" Professor Trelawney murmured. "Disaster, misfortune, it's getting closer."
As if to match her words, a cold wind blew. A candle not far away flickered and was blown out by the wind!
The already dim corridor became even more eerie. In the darkness, Elwyn could only see a blurry figure.
"It's death, my dear!" Professor Trelawney's voice was like a whisper, intermittent and faint. "It's coming, it's getting closer. It's like a vulture circling above our heads, getting lower and lower, lower and lower. It's right above the castle!"
Elwyn did not speak. He looked around anxiously. He did not want others to see this embarrassing scene.
Fortunately, there were only the two of them in the corridor.
Professor Trelawney did not stop. From what she said, it seemed that someone in the castle would die soon.
This was definitely not good news. Could it be Sirius Black? Or perhaps …
Of course, in Elwyn's opinion, it was more likely that she was just talking nonsense.
"My dear, will you take Divination next year?" Professor Trelawney suddenly asked.
"Maybe!" Elwyn replied in a low voice.
He secretly made up his mind that he would not take Divination next year. Otherwise, he would be scared to death by Professor Trelawney sooner or later.
Since the day he met her, Elwyn had never heard a happy prophecy from her.
"You and that child from the Potter family are never good prophets. The halos on your heads are very small!" Professor Trelawney said. "But the two of you are very ideal targets for prophecy. The signs of fate are much clearer in the two of you than in the others."
She seemed to be complimenting him, but Elwyn was not sure if he should be happy.
If the signs of fate were clear, it meant that he would always be subject to death prophecies. That would be a really sad trait.
"Professor, I have something urgent to do. I have to go!"
Elwyn turned to leave, but a loud, hoarse voice suddenly spoke behind him.
"That thing is about to happen!"
"I'm sorry, Professor! What did you say? "
Elwyn quickly turned around. He saw that Professor Trelawney seemed to have changed into a different person. She leaned against the wall, her body stiff, her eyes unfocused, and her chin lowered.
Elwyn's heart skipped a beat. Was Professor Trelawney going to make a prophecy?!
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