Chapter 389 Two Pettigrews Peter
The two broomsticks suddenly lifted into the air.
Rove rode the Firebolt alone, Shirley and Hermione shared the improved broom, and the three of them flew towards the sky at high speed.
Sitting on the broom, Rove also sighed a lot.
He had thought long and hard about how Voldemort and Peter had gotten the Time-Turner.
Violently invading the Department of Mysteries, like Quirrell infiltrated Gringotts; or sneaking in, using Polyjuice Potion, as Harry infiltrated the Ministry of Magic...
Rove conceived many plans, all of which focused on the Department of Mysteries, but missed Hermione beside him.
Maybe it's the dark under the lights?
It can only be said that it is indeed an extremely clever move to control the Reticent Man in the Department of Mysteries first, and then take the Time-Turner away from Hermione in the name of insecurity.
Shirley asked loudly: "Rove, where can we find Saul Crocker?"
"Hogsmeade Village." Rove continued to speed up, and replied: "Fudge said he was going there to adjust the relationship between the dementors and the villagers."
Hermione, who was sitting behind Shirley, hesitated and asked:
"Rove, since Voldemort and Peter are destined to get the time-turner, we can't stop them if we chase after them?"
"That's right, it is indeed destined for them to get the Time-Turner." Rove said in a deep voice, "But it may not necessarily be this time!"
"We may be able to stop it, or we may not be able to stop it, but we will not know the result until we try."
It's one thing to be able to stop it, but if you don't even stop it, just give up, that's not Rove's character!
"Even if Voldemort and Peter can't be stopped, we can't let them take the Time-Turner away so easily."
Rove squinted his eyes and looked into the distance. The mountain wind in early spring was still bitter, blowing the young man's temples and hair wantonly. He said with a stern look:
"They have to pay something!"
A simple sentence made the hearts of the two girls sway and stirred up endlessly.
Shirley stared at Rove's back, no matter what decision he made, she would probably just follow him silently...even if it was dangerous.
Hermione, who had always wanted to win against Rove, was also extremely admired. Gryffindor students always liked to talk about "courage", but when it came to courage, no one could compare to Rove.
Hermione stared blankly at the boy, with yearning on her face that she might not even be aware of.
The two broomsticks soon reached the sky above Hogsmeade.
"You stay here, if Peter appears, catch up." Rove warned: "Remember, don't get too close."
After explaining, Rove circled for a while on the Firebolt, found Fudge's carriage, and fell rapidly.
Two Aurors stood at the door of the Three Broomsticks, and they were also startled by the broomsticks that were accompanied by the sound of wind and thunder.
They looked up at the sky, flying broomsticks so fast... Isn't this too fast?
A middle-aged Auror poked his companion with his elbow and asked curiously:
"Karbo, you always brag about how fast your improved broomstick is... how does it compare to this one?"
Kabo is a broomstick enthusiast and has ridden all kinds of brooms on the market. He just glanced at the sky and said softly:
"Half a pound versus eight ounces."
"Fifty-five?"
"Tlos, that's half a pound of gold. My improved broomstick...it's eight ounces of scrap iron at most." Karbo sighed, "It's far from it."
"..."
"Is the gap so big?" Tross asked in amazement.
"Listen to the popping sound... as if lightning flashed across the sky... Tsk tsk, it must be a Firebolt!" Karbo hugged his head with both hands and sighed:
"It's really rich. I can't afford one with my salary for several years."
The two were still guessing about the owner of the broom, when they saw the Firebolt rushing towards them with a whistling sound, and finally landed in front of them.
The Firebolt hovered two meters above the ground. On top of the broom sat a handsome young man in a black robe. He asked politely:
"Excuse me, is Minister Fudge in there? I have something urgent to see him."
Cabo and Tross immediately recognized the boy as Rolf Scamander, the daily headline of the Daily Prophet.
"Mr. Scamander, the minister is talking about work with Ms. Rosmerta in the house." Carbo asked, "May I inform you?"
"Since there is an urgent matter with the minister, why should I report it?!"
Tros taught Kabo a lesson, and when he looked at Rove again, a smile appeared on his face and said:
"Mr. Scamander, shall I take you in now?"
"Okay." Rove nodded and said, "May I ask if you are..."
Tross had already opened the door, and said with a smile on his face, "Just call me Tross."
"Thank you, Mr. Tross." Rove jumped off the Firebolt, picked up the broom, and strode towards the bar.
When the two walked away, Kabo couldn't help but slap himself.
This young man was recently rumored to be the youngest recipient of the Order of Merlin, and even Minister Fudge treated him with courtesy... Maybe he will be the second Dumbledore in the future.
I still have to report...it's too easy!
Rove followed Telos into the bar, and saw the so-called work talk, that is, Fudge was drinking, and Ms. Rosmerta was sitting by the side.
Fudge raised his wine glass and said slightly drunk: "Rove, why are you here? Come to have a drink too?"
Rove narrowed his eyes, looked around and said, "Mr. Fudge, where is Saul Crocker?"
"Just went to the bathroom." Fudge frowned, "You have something to do with him."
"I want to ask him something urgent." Rove directly pulled out his wand, tilted his head and said, "Mrs. Rosmerta, please help me lead the way."
When Mrs. Rosmerta saw that Rove had drawn out her wand, she was taken aback and hurried back.
Fudge also frowned, and hurriedly got up to follow.
Walking to the bathroom, Rove aimed his wand directly at the wooden door, and whispered, "Alahoo hole is open!"
The door creaked open, and Mrs. Rosmerta froze, seeing two men crammed into the tiny toilet.
Saul Crocker and...Peter Pettigrew.
Pettigrew Peter held the Time-Turner in his hand. When he heard the door open, he swung his wand and blasted a hole in the wall.
He ran away.
Saul Crocker raised his wand and pointed it at Rove.
The boy tilted his head to the right, and after avoiding the curse, he tiptoed again, jumped up, raised a knee, and hit Crocker's abdomen.
Crocker flew backwards with a bang, broke through the wall, and fell on the road outside the bar.
Two people flew out in a row, and the pedestrians on the road trembled in fright, and they fled in all directions.
Rove glanced at the unconscious Crocker, then raised his head, looking around the street, he could no longer see Peter.
Rove waved his wand and said, "Firebolts are coming!"
A broom came through the air, he turned over and rode on the broom, and flew straight into the sky, leaving only Fudge, Tross, and Ms. Rosmerta limp on the ground.
As soon as the cold wind blew, Fudge, who was still slightly drunk, suddenly woke up. He rubbed his cheeks and said:
"The one who just escaped was...Peter Pettigrew?"
Tross was stunned and said: "It seems to be him."
Fudge and Telos looked at each other, isn't he already dead?
"Minister, what should we do next?" Telos asked.
Fudge came back to his senses. He didn't know why Peter came back from the dead, but he still ordered: "Quickly summon the dementors to chase after him!"
Rove flew high into the sky on the Firebolt. He circled for a while, and soon saw Shirley and Hermione.
The young man flicked his broom and flew towards the two of them quickly. It took only half a minute to catch up with them. He asked loudly:
"Following Pettigrew Peter?"
Shirley and Hermione looked at each other, Shirley pointed to the distance, and said in a strange voice:
"He...they are there!"
Rove looked along Shirley's fingers, and was stunned for a moment. He saw two wizards standing on a wasteland.
One is Peter.
another……
Also Peter.
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