Peter Pettigrew probably never imagined in his entire life that someone would observe him through a crystal ball, let alone that the person staring at him would be the very enemy who had once sent him to Azkaban Prison with his own hands.
Yes, Peter would never have imagined it, nor would he ever want to know. Otherwise, the cowardly Mr. Pettigrew would likely have lost all appetite for helping Voldemort hunt for unicorns deep in the forests of Albania, and would have simply dropped his half-dead master and run for his life.
At this very moment, in a gloomy forest in Albania, Peter was hurrying through the trees, trying to find a stray unicorn.
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