Finally, maybe it got tired from the tossing, Peter Pettigrew felt himself thrown out and landed with a thud in a groove in the sewer, splashing dirty water all around.
After finishing this, Kabuda contentedly patted its paws, and the shrunken Mr. Green Pepper crawled out from its pocket. The Basilisk, with its headband over its eyes, could only use other senses to perceive its surroundings, but it was already quite trained now.
"Hiss—"
"Squeak?"
"..."
"Squeak!"
After a period of mostly incomprehensible communication, Kabuda headed toward the groove filled with water, then... "Squeak!" Gazing at the empty trough, Kabuda blinked with some confusion, while Mr. Green Pepper, coiled around its neck, made a gloating hissing sound.
Darn, went overboard.
Kabuda immediately thought about how, once this wretched snake went back to tattle to the master, its homework load would surely quadruple...
Feeling a bit unwilling, it jumped into the shallow trough, but... nothing happened.
Kabuda instantly felt troubled, searching hastily around its belly, and soon pulled out the parchment, ignoring the greetings from names like pointy fork, big foot pad, mule horse rag... etc., it began to carefully look at the map—
Then, five minutes later, Kabuda put away the parchment somewhat dejectedly.
Really lost it.
Ruined.
With its head drooping in dismay, Mr. Poisonous Snake Green Pepper resting around its neck seemed to notice this and gently touched Kabuda's snout with its nose tip, then swiftly enlarged and helped Kabuda crawl quickly into the darkness.
...
Hogwarts is a Magic School that has been operating for nearly a thousand years.
Similarly, Hogwarts Castle has also been a Magic Castle in use for thousands of years, and such a large castle, after being transformed by magic, would slowly present a heap of magical chaos unnoticed by the builders, like the inconspicuous water trough Peter Pettigrew fell into.
It seemed to have transported Peter Pettigrew to some secret place.
A gray mouse was standing on a spacious platform, its head slightly raised, staring at the "towering into the clouds" statue of a "monkey" before him.
Is this Salazar Slytherin?
Peter Pettigrew felt a bit dazed; it didn't know why it appeared here, just remembered it seemed to have taken a nap—a nap in which it was grabbed by a Niffler, swinging like a Meteor Hammer to slam the ground. The dream was so real it made its spine ache even now.
And looking at the large statue in front, Peter Pettigrew was sure this thing absolutely didn't exist in Hogwarts Castle.
At least not in the castle they had explored before. Back in the day, the Marauders had run through the entire castle, mastering as many as eleven secret passages leading outside, but...
This was a place he hadn't been.
An answer, that excitedly surged within Peter Pettigrew's mind, suddenly appeared.
?!
Could it be, this is Slytherin's hidden...
"Pat—"
Chamber.
...?
Watching the black-haired Niffler fall with a 'pat' from mid-air onto the ground before him, Peter Pettigrew blinked with some confusion.
Dream turned into reality?
"Squeak!"
Though landing awkwardly, Kabuda was evidently unharmed, getting up at once with a kip-up—earlier Mr. Green Pepper told it, it seemed to have sensed something, so the Niffler and snake came rushing in, and indeed saw the "dazed" mouse.
Kabuda initially wanted to make a Superhero Landing, but got a bit rushed during the drop.
Darn, the cool pose they finally thought of failed—holding the same ostentatious gene as William, Kabuda disconsolately scratched its chin. It swung its small paws, charging menacingly at Peter Pettigrew.
"!"
Going for another round?!
Peter Pettigrew was startled; the man soon realized that everything just before wasn't a dream, instinctively wanting to run but then thinking of something, his form quickly started to swell.
Soon, a portly man with a somewhat round face like a mouse and a pointy nose appeared before Kabuda.
The Niffler's steps halted.
Peter Pettigrew felt smug; he had nearly forgotten he was a human after not using his human form for a long time.
Now, it's his turn...
Just as the man gestured grandly, Kabuda started to rummage through its pocket again, then—with a soft "click," Kabuda's form began to quickly enlarge, stopping only when it reached four meters tall, as Kabuda lowered its head to look at the frozen smile on Peter Pettigrew's face—
Peter Pettigrew: "?"
Then, Kabuda extended its paw and grabbed Peter Pettigrew's right leg...