Chapter 332 (1/2)

”What are you talking about, Severus!” There was a slight frown on Peter's brow, and he had to bring out the dignity of Dean Gryffindor, which he could regard as an insult to him by Snape.

”Hum!” Snape snorted coldly. He didn't like Peter's questioning tone.

”I advise you to open your eyes and see where it is now.”

”Where is this?” Peter repeated that the cold wind at night blew through Peter's body, and the cold feeling made him shiver unconsciously.

His head seems to be clear.

Peter rubbed his cheek. He felt that his face was a little strange. It seemed that he was much fatter than before.

He opened his eyes, and the night at Hogwarts came into Peter's view. He seemed to be a little puzzled. His impression remained of the carnival of the Three Broomsticks and the beautiful ladies who celebrated for him.

”Where is this?” Peter murmured. He glanced around quickly. Dumbledore, Cornell fudge, Harry Potter and his friends were there, but there was one more Severus.

”Is it still Three Broomsticks?” Peter said, ”is the carnival going on? But why is it so much like Hogwarts tower, Harry Peter asked uncertainly.

”This is Hogwarts tower, Mr. Peter Pedro!” Dumbledore said, ”you look very confused.”

”Headmaster Dumbledore, oh, no, Mr. Dumbledore...” Peter said, ”what's the matter with you bringing me here? And Minister Cornell fudge, don't you say that you have something important to do with the Ministry of magic today and you can't leave to congratulate you? ”

Fudge didn't speak. He just looked at Peter with an ugly face. His eyes would scan back and forth between Peter and Sirius, as if he were weighing something.

”Congratulations?” Dumbledore said, ”I'd love to hear something that the Minister of magic can personally congratulate.”

”Mr. Dumbledore?” Peter hesitated for a moment, and he felt very strange, ”today is not my day as Dean of Gryffindor. You also attended my celebration dinner. Why?”

”Dean Gryffindor?” Harry exclaimed in disbelief, ”you're kidding. How could you be Dean of Gryffindor? Are you sure you're not teasing us?”

”Harry!” Peter looked at him angrily, ”how can you talk to me like this? I'm your Godfather...”

”Sirius is my godfather!” Harry said quickly, ”and you are just a humble wretch, a dirty Betrayer!”

Peter's face turned red. He wanted to stand up and teach him a lesson. But the stiffness of his legs made him a little unstable.

”You really live in a dream, Peter.” A gloomy voice came from the side of dwarf Peter, which startled him. The voice was very familiar. He had heard it many times. He was afraid of the owner of the voice.

He quickly turned around, and his eyes, which were slightly closed, were staring at the maximum. He was very surprised.