Change the world from Hogwarts

In just a split second, Ron followed his big mouse and ran out of the campus hospital, without even having time to say hello to anyone else.

Looking at his back, Connor frowned.

The mouse looked like it had two brushes. When the mouse ran out, Connor could clearly see the corner of the cloth that appeared on its body.

It really dared to forcefully change back to its original shape in that situation. It directly used its rapidly expanding body to support the confinement of its palms, and then quickly transformed itself back into the size of a mouse and escaped quickly.

Being able to complete this kind of operation in a short time, his attainments in transformation were higher than Connor imagined.

No, it would be better to say that he can disguise himself as a mouse, which in itself is enough to illustrate his talent.

It's because I underestimated him...

"Are you OK?"

Just when Connor was feeling a little annoyed, Harry's concerned inquiry came to his ears.

"I'm fine."

After taking a look at the white tooth marks on his fingers, Connor slowly hid his hand under his robe.

"I'm going to find Banban... no matter what, it's my fault after all."

After a rough explanation to the others, Connor also ran out to catch up with Ron.

"Phil, did you remember the smell before?"

"Meow!"

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On the other side, a seemingly old hairless mouse was galloping along the corridors of Hogwarts with unprecedented speed and energy.

There is no way to stay any longer, there is really no way to stay any longer!

Professor McGonagall might be able to figure out who she is, let alone Dumbledore!

The anxiety in his heart continued to spread, and Peter Pettigrew just walked through the corridor.

"Banban, what's wrong with you? Wasn't it good before?"

Behind him, the little master's puzzled voice really made him cry.

Could you call me that before?

Maybe in the eyes of this idiot Ron, his previous behavior was quite docile?

But only Peter himself understands the actual situation - that's not docile, he can't move at all.

The animal instinct kept forcing him to succumb to the boy's palm.

To be honest, he already regretted it. He had sensed some danger around him before, so he wanted to come out to see what was going on, but he saw a little wizard who kept making his instincts go crazy.

And that silver-white cat on him!

Before, Peter thought it was just an ordinary scarf, but when the boy held it in his hand, he realized that it was a silver-white cat.

And it’s definitely no ordinary cat!

Just by looking at it, Peter could make a judgment. He had never seen a cat show such a scrutinizing gaze that was neither predatory nor playful.

There is nothing wild in those blue eyes, but rather a certain amount of wisdom.

What kind of magical animal is it?

Peter didn't know, he didn't even want to think about this mess.

So why is there such a scary little wizard in Hogwarts? His hands are not only strong, but also extremely hard!

At this moment, Peter really wanted to stop and touch his teeth.

Before, it tried to seize the opportunity to take such a big bite, but almost broke its tooth.

No...the front teeth seem to have fallen out!

When he truly realized this, he couldn't help shouting, but because of his body structure, all his wails turned into the sound of a rat.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak!"

If any passerby could pass by at this moment, they would see a big rat running past while screaming.

And its sound also attracted many portraits to complain.

"Hey! Where's the mouse?"

"Hogwarts is really in decline. It's actually letting the rats run around!"

"Tsk, who is this administrator!"

"Filch! Where's the Filch! Get rid of this rat!"

Although there were no other unstudents along the way, the complaints in the portraits continued one after another.

Peter knew he was causing a lot of trouble, but he didn't care because he knew he was about to run away!

There is a secret passage on the fourth floor. Yes, he remembers that there is a secret passage there. As long as you enter through that secret passage, you can leave Hogwarts and go to Hogsmeade!

Leave here, no matter how safe the Weasley family is!

"Banban!"

Stop fucking yelling!

I'm going to be killed by you!

It's all you, why did you bring me to school?

Why don't you learn from that Percy and leave me at home?

Ignoring Ron's shouts, Peter shook it off and climbed all the way up the stairs.

Fourth floor!!

If I remember correctly, that statue is on the fourth floor!

"Squeak, squeak, squeak!"

But just as Peter was thinking about his escape plan, he saw a big silver-white cat appearing on the stairs.

Its tail swayed, and its eyes revealed a trace of human leisure.

No! The road is blocked!

How did this cat get up there?

But before Peter could think more, he saw the silver cat swooping down.

run!!!

Peter turned around and ran towards the corridor on the second floor.

If you really can’t hide in a classroom, you can hide anywhere!

With this thought in mind, it ran directly into a room at the corner. The room looked very empty, and the existing fossil furnishings quickly made Peter fall into memories.

Ah, by the way, this is the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom.

The big mouse subconsciously stopped in his tracks, and he couldn't run at all.

No matter what, you have to find a place to hide.

Just as he was thinking this, a stammering voice came from his ears.

"Old old mouse, how come the mouse is still wearing clothes?"

"!!"

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"Meow!"

When Connor followed the guidance of a small silver-white flying insect to the door of the second floor, it was wagging its tail at the door of a classroom.

But after the bug of the same color landed directly on her, Connor picked her up.

"Okay, it's in there, right? Thank you for your hard work."

"Hey! What do I see? There's a bug on your cat, swat it off!"

The portraits in the corridor started to complain, and when Connor looked back, he saw a portrait full of cats, and the leader was a woman holding a cat.

"I also raised flying insects."

Connor explained bravely.

"Then you can't let it fly to your cat. Your cat is so cute, how can it get along with those little bugs?"

"..."

Not expecting to be interrupted by the portrait, Connor was speechless for a moment.

He had to pretend to take out a flying insect from Phil's body and pretend to receive it in his sleeve.

"This is so true..."

After looking around for a while, Connor found that there seemed to be no other portraits here, so he had to bite the bullet and walk forward.

"Ma'am, I have something urgent to ask."

"Well, for the sake of how beautiful your little cutie is, just ask."

"Did a mouse pass by here? That's my friend's pet."

"Oh, the disgusting hairless mouse, I saw it. It ran into the classroom directly opposite me, but then a gust of wind blew and the door was closed."

"Ah, thank you...what do you call me?"

"Just call me Mrs. Cat."

"Okay, Mrs. Cat."

Turning around, Connor glanced at the door number.

"Defense Against the Dark Arts Classroom..."