The god of flesh and blood magic at Hogwarts!

Fudge's teeth shattered all over the floor, and Thorne pulled him up again.

"I'm telling you straight now! It doesn't matter if you tie up the chariot of that pure-blood family. They won't offend Dumbledore for a dog!"

"They won't offend me for you!"

"You tie them together, plus those shitty Aurors from your Ministry of Magic. Guess how long it will take for them to be killed? Just those rubbish!"

"Remember your mission as a dog. The mission of a dog is to obey the orders of the master. Now, get back and move the Dementors away!" Thorne grabbed a handful of Floo powder and threw it into the fireplace.

"The Ministry of Magic Public Hall."

Thorne was about to throw Fudge in, but was stopped by Dumbledore, who picked up a handful of Floo powder again.

"Minister of Magic's office."

Dumbledore said, and Thorne let go of his hand and threw Fudge in with a light wave.

"Forget it this time..." Dumbledore sat back and wanted to say something to Thorne, but he swallowed his words in the end.

"I think it's good. The Ministry of Magic has begun to lose its position. Have they forgotten which is the center of the magic world, Hogwarts or the Ministry of Magic?" Snape sneered and spoke for Thorne in a rare speech.

"Do you really want the Aurors of Hogwarts and the Ministry of Magic to fight openly?" Dumbledore sighed as he sat in his seat.

"It's not impossible. The Aurors and strikers in the Ministry of Magic who can't even cast spells, only a few of them are really capable." Sirius said after breaking free from the state of the Disillusionment Curse.

"Then what? The magic world is in chaos, isn't that good?" Dumbledore said faintly.

"A gentleman can be deceived by his own way, and he will give in blindly. Tsk tsk tsk, I'm leaving, you guys talk." Thorne walked out of the principal's office with a weird look.

"Hey! Thorne, that damned rat!" Sirius chased after him and said.

"Hmm." Thorne responded.

After returning to the Slytherin table, they found that there was a little commotion in the hall, but fortunately Professor McGonagall was here, so it didn't seem so chaotic.

"What did you do?" Draco asked when he saw Thorne coming back.

"Nothing, Dumbledore said he was tense and asked me to loosen his muscles." Thorne said this, but in fact he was secretly thinking in his heart..........

"Give that old man some medicine in a while, and send it directly to Nurmengard to see if he still has a madness."

"Your expression is so scary, are you thinking about something R18?" Yin Yue, who was sitting in an empty seat opposite Thorne, asked with her chin in her hand.

"You can see it yourself if you are curious, there is nothing to hide from you." Thorne took the dried fruit handed over by Draco and put it in his mouth, eating while talking.

"I'm glad you're not angry." Yin Yue nodded to indicate that she had taken note, and then she swooshed into Thorne's soul. After all, Thorne's memories after the age of eleven were much more exciting than those horror movies edited into a collection.

Including but not limited to youth, idols, sadomasochism, action, fantasy, and vaguely seeing some different wonderful memory fragments, such as older, original, and so on.

"What the hell are you thinking about?" Thorne asked with a somewhat stiff expression.

"Ah? Uh..............Nothing, I remembered something happy." Yin Yue hurriedly replied awkwardly as if she was caught stealing something. Although Thorne agreed to her to look through her memories and thoughts, looking at two boys sticking together with her mature and steady eyes.................

It was indeed a bit depressing.

Not long after, Dumbledore came out again with Snape and Lupin, and the sorting ceremony finally began. This didn't matter to Thorne much, but eating was.

After being hungry on the train for a day, Thorne finally started to kill people, and he didn't stop until Dumbledore took away the food without any moral ethics.

Late at night.........................

Slytherin night owl, start!

Thorne walked out of the Slytherin common room lightly and walked towards the Gryffindor tower casually.

He walked to the Fat Lady. This time Dumbledore behaved like a human being and didn't let him break into the Gryffindor girls' dormitory at night without giving a password like last time.

"Grassland."

After Thorne gave the password in front of the Fat Lady, he took advantage of the fact that she was still dazed and couldn't see Thorne's face clearly, and he slipped in.

And the difference between the male dormitory and the female dormitory isIt's even easier.

He first randomly picked a dormitory passage and walked in. Halfway through, the steps turned into a slide and Thorne slid down.

"OK, the other one is the boys' dormitory."

Thorne came to a conclusion.

After opening the wrong door several times, he finally opened Ron's dormitory, filled his eyes with magic, allowing him to see in the dark, then walked to Ron's bed and gently pinched the back of the mouse sleeping quietly on his bedside table, and quietly slipped out.

The headmaster's office was brightly lit late at night.

Dumbledore, Sirius, Lupin, and Snape, who theoretically had nothing to do but wanted to join in the fun.

In fact, it's not that nothing happened. Didn't his white moonlight die because of a betrayer? Although his behavior of quietly informing was similar to that of Peter Pettigrew.

But considering that he was a complete Voldemort man at that time, he was still a little stronger than the traitors, so he didn't insult the half-blood prince with the little mouse.

The four of them waited for a long time, and finally Thorne walked into the principal's office with the little mouse.

"Did you bring it?" Sirius asked excitedly.

"Can't you see it?" Thorne threw the mouse directly on the ground. When it got up, it looked at the people in the room, especially Sirius with a face full of hatred and Lupin who suddenly realized something. It was so scared that its eyes almost popped out and its legs turned into wheels and ran away on the spot.

"It's really Animagus..." Dumbledore nodded, looked at Sirius with some guilt, then took out the Elder Wand from his arms and gently pointed at the little mouse on the ground. The next moment, the mouse suddenly screamed, and slowly, a thick right leg suddenly jumped out of the little mouse, followed by the left leg, arm, body, and head.

"Peter Pettigrew!" Sirius stared at him with murderous eyes and roared angrily.