Chapter 392 Mouse Scabbers: What should I do? Waiting online, urgent!

What does Malfoy have to do with this?

Andy was full of question marks, so he tentatively asked, "Well... Mr. Weasley, why did you suddenly mention Malfoy?"

Hearing Andy's words, Mr. Weasley was also taken aback, and he asked in return, "Why? Wasn't this another conspiracy of Malfoy this time?"

Oh!

Andy understood.

Thinking about the relationship between the Gryffindor Four Bullies and Snape, and then thinking about the relationship between Harry, Ron and Draco Malfoy...

It was all so obvious, Andy knew exactly what was going on.

Mr. Weasley and Lucius Malfoy...they were a pair of sworn enemies who loved and hated each other in equal measure!

"It has nothing to do with Malfoy,"

Andy said vaguely, after thinking about it. "This is something that cannot be explained in a few words. We should better wait until Professor Dumbledore arrives!"

"Well... that's good!" Mr. Weasley was full of doubts, but since this matter involved Dumbledore, it was obviously not a trivial matter.

Anyway, he didn't have to work today, so it didn't matter if he waited a little longer.

However, Mr. Weasley was still a little curious about how Andy was involved in this "big event."

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In terms of "visiting someone's home," Dumbledore obviously had a lot more sense than Andy.

At 9 am, when the Weasleys had finished breakfast, Dumbledore arrived at the Burrow's front door with Harry by his side.

"Harry..." Ron exclaimed in surprise.

"Ron!" Harry was also very happy to see his good friend and gave him a big hug.

Andy was also very happy that he didn't have to keep up the awkward conversation with the Weasleys – it had been a bit awkward to arrive early.

"Good morning, Professor Dumbledore," Andy nodded to Dumbledore.

"Good morning, Dumbledore," Mr. and Mrs. Weasley said as they got up.

"Good morning!" Dumbledore looked at the people in the living room, and his gaze lingered for a second on the mouse in Ron's arms.

"Squeak~" The mouse, Scabbers, was a little uneasy. He felt that the atmosphere in the living room was a little abnormal.

After the pleasantries, Mr. Weasley asked, "Dumbledore, what's going on?"

"It's a long story,"

After sitting down in the living room chair, Dumbledore slowly began to tell them the reason. "It all started about a month ago. Sirius Black escaped from prison. You've heard about it, haven't you?"

"Yes, we've read about it in the newspapers," Mrs. Weasley said, taking Harry in her arms. "What a poor boy."

Harry nearly suffocated!

Dumbledore continued, "To collect the reward money from the Ministry of Magic, Mr. Collins captured Black."

"Oh, my Goodness!"

Mrs. Weasley looked at Andy with concern, "That was so dangerous! How could you do something like that alone? Andy, let me see, are you hurt?"

"I am perfectly fine!" Andy laughed.

This is where you can see the difference between Mrs Weasley and Helen.

When Helen knew that Andy had captured Sirius and that he had infiltrated the Ministry of Magic and fought five Aurors, including Scrimgeour, she never worried that Andy had been hurt.

She only worried that Andy may have been exposed and would have to live on his own hiding, without any meals or sleep.  

Oh, my poor boy.

As for whether Andy will get hurt... Andy always comes home alive and well every day.

Helen's only worry is that Andy will kill someone, which will make his crime even more serious.

Ron said, "Mum, you should be more concerned about whether Black has been killed by Andy."

Harry nodded in agreement.

"Squeak!" Scabbers the mouse was a little panicked. He already guessed what was going to happen next, and he wanted to escape.

But Dumbledore's gaze kept falling on him from time to time, which made the mouse Scabbers dare not move.

Yes! Who could escape from Dumbledore's hands?

Instead of escaping, he should think of a perfect lie to pin the blame on Sirius.

After all, he and Sirius were the only ones in the world who knew the truth. Sirius had already taken the blame for him for twelve years, so why couldn't he do it for another twelve?

"Dumbledore, what happened next?" Mr. Weasley asked.

Dumbledore said slowly, "Mr. Collins noticed some suspicious points, so instead of immediately sending Black to the Ministry of Magic, he interrogated him."

"Black told the truth. Twelve years ago, Black and Potters changed the secret keeper; the real secret keeper was Peter Pettigrew!"

Mr Weasley's brow furrowed slightly. "Peter Pettigrew? I thought he was dead?"

Dumbledore glanced at Scabbers. "Yes! For twelve years, we have all believed that he had died. But Black told me that Peter Pettigrew was an illegal Animagus and that his Animagus form was a mouse."

On hearing this, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley immediately understood why Dumbledore had come.

They fixed their gaze on the mouse.

Scabbers the mouse trembled.

He wanted to run, but he didn't think he could escape under Dumbledore's watchful eye. He also wanted to change back into human form and blame all the blame on Sirius, but he couldn't think of a perfect excuse.

"No! Scabbers... Scabbers is just a mouse." Ron's expression changed to one of fright and uneasiness.

Andy raised an eyebrow at this, what was wrong with Ron?

Whether the mouse was Peter Pettigrew or not could be found out by casting a spell – not to mention, the current state of the mouse had already revealed his identity.

A normal mouse would not be trembling with fear at hearing these words.

A big black dog walked in through the door.

"Hi!" Andy said, greeting him.

The big black dog quickly elongated into the shape of Sirius. He looked at the mouse Scabbers with murderous intent, his voice filled with a tone of the joy of a cat playing with a mouse. "Peter – Peter – won't you show up and see an old friend?"

The mouse Scabbers trembled even more.

"Peter –" Sirius called out loudly.

It seemed that Sirius had scared him to his very core, the mouse, Scabbers, darted out of Ron's arms and ran quickly towards the door.

"Catch him, don't let him get away!" Mr Weasley suddenly sat up and pointed his wand at the fast-running Scabbers.

Bang!

There seemed to be an invisible wall at the entrance to the Burrow, and Scabbers slammed headlong into it. Not only was the mouse flung high into the air, but its body also kept on elongating.

When it landed, it had turned into a bald, dirty, short and stout man.

"Oh my Goodness!" Mrs Weasley exclaimed.

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