i sold arms at hogwarts

Who sweetly taught you to arrange work for me like this? !

Why should I be a shield? !

Although I am indeed a yuppie, just like every Master has a heart for melee combat, I also want to be a DPS, okay?

If it really doesn’t work, I can just be a paddling assistant!

Constantly complaining in his heart, Remy followed the two of them to the door of the familiar dormitory.

Three, two, one!

As the countdown ended with Dumbledore's hand gesture, Dumbledore waved his wand and blew the dormitory door into flying dust. Grindelwald followed closely and released a large blue flame with his hand, sealing the entire dormitory instantly.

From the walls to the windows, from the floor to the ceiling, every inch of space was burning with strange blue flames. It was like a dragnet that made it difficult to fly.

In the dormitory, the four people who were fighting had never seen this kind of posture before. They were all so frightened that their brains froze on the spot.

"Happy new school year, let's play music and dance~"

Remy walked into the dormitory through the flames at the door and said, but no one paid any attention to him. None of their brains had successfully restarted.

Noticing that Remy walked to the place between the rat cage and the four people after entering the dormitory, Dumbledore nodded secretly, thinking that this guy was quite reliable at critical times.

"Is it this mouse?" Grindelwald asked, a strange light flashed in his eyes: "It's true, the level is quite good."

mouse?

Several young wizards also came to their senses at this time. Together with Grindelwald, Dumbledore, and Remy, they looked at the mouse cage, especially Ron.

"Principal Dumbledore, Professor Green, what are you doing?" Ron asked, "Did Scabbers bite something important? Why are you all here in person?"

Neither Dumbledore nor Grindelwald answered, their eyes always focused on the mouse Scabbers.

"Remy, Remy." Harry tugged on Remy's clothes: "What happened? What did Principal Dumbledore and Professor Green want to find Scabbers?"

"It's nothing, don't worry, just stay away and watch...you can step on the fire on the ground, it'll be fine." Remy said with a smile, and at the same time glanced at Ron meaningfully, which made Ron feel uncomfortable.

He seemed to want to say something else, but was pulled aside by Harry and Seamus. They stood far away as Remy said, and Seamus had even been distracted by the flames on the ground.

"What? Do you want to continue pretending?" Dumbledore asked aloud.

Banban lay motionless in the cage, as if dead.

But this level of pretending to be dead could not fool Dumbledore and Grindelwald. Grindelwald snorted and was about to raise his hand, but suddenly noticed a ball of blue flames detached from the ceiling and floated towards the mouse cage.

Glancing at Remy, Grindelwald raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a pleased smile.

This student is very satisfied!

"Remy! What are you doing...nooooo!"

Covering Ron's mouth, Harry and Seamus pulled Ron hard.

"Ron! Calm down! Principal Dumbledore is here, there must be something wrong with your Scabbers!" Harry said.

"That's right! Maybe it's not the original Banban. Don't make trouble now." Simo said.

While they were talking, Remi had already controlled the flames to come to the mouse cage, and then the flames flowed into the cage like water and enveloped Banban's body.

Banban remained motionless, seemingly determined to play dead until the end.

Seeing how persistent he was, Remy grinned a dangerous smile.

pop~

As a snap of fingers appeared, the flames in the cage burst into flames, and at the same time a shrill sound came from the flames.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"

Accompanied by screams, a fat figure broke through the cage and fell to the ground, rolling and wailing.

"Ahhh! Principal Dumbledore! Principal! It's me!"

"Stop! Great Headmaster Dumbledore, put out the flames!"

"Mercy Headmaster Dumbledore! Please, please!"

"My generous Principal Dumbledore! Don't you recognize me? I am your student!"

"Ahhhh!"

……

He rolled back and forth on the ground. The strange thing was that the flames on his body did not decrease at all...but they did not increase at all. The flames on the ground did not spread towards him, only the flames on his body were burning him.

"Remy, stop, don't burn him to death." Dumbledore said aloud.

"Okay, the great, kind, and generous Headmaster Dumbledore." Remy said, while controlling the flame to slowly extinguish.

Behind them, all five people were dumbfounded when they saw the big living person suddenly appearing, especially Ron.

Although he didn't see how this person appeared, Ron vaguely had a very bold guess. This bold guess made him very "excited". His excited heart beat violently, and waves of hot blood rushed to his brain, making him almost Want to faint.

"Peter Pettigrew, it is indeed you!" Dumbledore said as he looked at Pettigrew, who was tremblingly getting up from the ground.

Pettigrew trembled all over, and his eyes kept turning in panic. Suddenly, his eyes lit up.

"Principal Dumbledore... I... I... I have been protecting Harry Potter!" Pettigrew said: "You must have misunderstood. I have endured humiliation and hardship for so many years just to protect James and Lily in secret. My child! I didn’t mean to hide it from you. I really can’t trust anyone after that incident... I did it all to protect him!"

To... protect me?

Does this person named Pettigrew know my parents? !

"Are you... a friend of my parents?" Harry asked excitedly, and even couldn't help but take two steps forward.

If Neville hadn't grabbed him next to him, he might not have taken more than two steps forward.

"Oh, my dear Harry!" Pettigrew turned around, tilted his head and opened his arms in a gesture of hugging. However, before he could take two steps, a black muzzle blocked his way.

"Stand back, put your head in your hands, and squat down." Remy shook the revolver in his hand and said.

Pettigrew was startled. Having lived in the same dormitory with Remy for a year, he certainly knew what Remy was holding, and he also knew how tough Remy was.

At that moment, he immediately took two steps back and squatted down with his head in his hands without even a moment's hesitation.

"Remy! Calm down! He is a friend of my parents!" Harry shouted anxiously.

Remy rolled his eyes, thinking that Harry had grown up in vain in the past two years, and he was still so irritable when it came to matters involving his parents and Voldemort.

"Yes, that's right, Harry, I'm your parents' friend, the best... uh..."

Pettigrew, who was just about to stand up and continue playing the emotional card, felt a chill on his forehead and quickly shut his mouth without daring to say another word.