Hogwarts: The Cat Wizard of the Moving Castle

Chapter 343 The Hanged Man

On the edge of the Forbidden Forest, in the black grass.

Harry and Hermione finally walked out of the Forbidden Forest and approached the castle that was so familiar but now felt so strange.

The grass was black, exuding a strange and ominous smell. Harry opened his mouth and hissed familiarly.

A moment later, an extremely small black snake emerged from the grass.

If you don't observe carefully, you can't find this little guy in the black grass in this dim weather.

The little snake kept spitting out its tongue. After a moment, Harry raised his head again and looked at Hagrid's hut not far away.

The red of Durmstrang and the blue of Beauxbatons are both easy to hide in the dark night.

If there were no little snakes to monitor for me, I might not be able to find those guys.

"Harry, what's wrong?" Hermione looked at Harry nervously.

"Look at the radiation zone around Hagrid's hut." Harry said with a smile:

"There are at least fifteen people. If these guys hadn't kept a safe distance from each other, I would have wanted to catch them all and leave here with the Emperor card."

"As long as you use Apparition, you can do it." Hermione said in a low voice.

"Forget it." Harry shook his head seriously.

"Uncle Muen said that wizards should let others know less about their abilities."

Until now, many of his skills and fighting methods seem to be known only by the Delacour sisters.

And it was because of that accident.

It happened that they came to deliver books during the sparring.

"No wonder there are not many people in the whole grassland." Hermione said: "Those guys are waiting to use those shady means."

"It's not a shady means." Harry smiled.

"This decision is pretty good."

"Is it okay?" Hermione looked down on him.

"It's good to win, although it's not too glorious."

Harry explained his thoughts: "This is the concept of 'means', isn't it?"

"Oh, you are really Slytherin." Hermione curled her lips.

"That's true, there are Slytherins." Harry looked at Hagrid's hut: "And there are Gryffindors too."

"Ah?"

"That's right." Harry nodded, and then turned his eyes to the other side.

That's the way they will lead to the castle.

At this moment, there seems to be a figure standing there.

That's the only person in the whole wide grassland who didn't hide his figure, and he was wearing a Hogwarts robe.

"There may be a problem at the moment." Harry told Hermione, and then walked over there.

'I feel something is wrong and I still walk over there.' Hermione was a little helpless.

I always feel that this kind of thing is what Professor Jones would do.

At the same time, the man seemed to notice the footsteps on the small slope below and turned his head.

"Oh, Harry, Hermione, it's you."

Harry looked at the man above and lowered his guard a little.

Of course, he still kept the possibility that the man in front of him was transformed by the Polyjuice Potion.

"Cedric." Harry nodded.

Hermione was a little surprised: "Cedric? Why are you here? Standing in such a conspicuous place is not a good choice."

"Fortunately." Cedric smiled: "In this kind of place, no one will attack me, because those hiding guys don't want to be the first to come out.

Of course, if I have the Major Arcana, it will be a different story."

"So that's it." Hermione turned her head and understood the logic.

This place is not as complicated as the forest. If you act rashly here, you will expose your flaws to other warriors.

"Then why are you standing here?" Harry asked.

As for this mutual fighting game, he had figured out the various interests early on, so he didn't think about these twists and turns like Hermione.

"You'll see it when you come up." Cedric said, "There's a Major Arcana here."

Harry nodded and walked up.

Suddenly, the weather in front of Harry gradually became brighter, as if it was the same as an hour ago.

At the same time, an abrupt voice sounded in his ears.

"Hey, that human!"

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Harry's brain was disconnected for a moment, and he didn't react directly.

Then, the picture in front of him began to distort and change.

Four people appeared in front of him.

The leader had pure white skin and wore a leather coat. There was no hair on his head, but instead, it was covered with dense nails.

The ones behind him, one had festering skin and a claw knife glove on his hand;

One wore a white hooded mask, and no likes or dislikes could be seen, holding a bloody dinner knife in his hand;

The last one wore a white hockey mask and held an axe in his hand.

Nailhead, Freddy, Miles, Jason?

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Hermione came up and saw the four guys. She was shocked and her face turned as pale as Nailhead and Miles.

Harry pulled Hermione behind him and then looked at the person they had just called.

It was a human, who was sitting on the grass writing something.

There was nothing special about him, just the appearance of an ordinary student in Hogwarts.

But it was obvious that Harry didn't remember this person in Hogwarts.

"Nailhead, what are you going to do now?" The man saw the four people and obviously knew that there would be a fight, so he quickly put his hand into his robe.

But before he could pull out his wand, a thorn suddenly appeared, wrapped around his wrist, and knocked his wand off.

"It seems that you haven't learned the spell well enough." Nailhead said with satisfaction.

"Ah, that's right, after all, you are not like us, born with strong power, and you still have to rely on that little stick."

As he said that, Nailhead snatched the parchment from the man's hand: "Let me see, what are you doing now?"

Nailhead's eyes suddenly lit up after seeing the content on the parchment, like a dog seeing a rabbit.

He said in a tone of as expected.

"Holy Light Spell and Evil Dispelling? Aha! I knew you were secretly studying white magic again, right, you bad seed."

"Give it back to me!" The man was furious, and suddenly broke free from the thorns and rushed towards Nailhead. Seeing this, Jason raised his hand and slashed with a knife.

The man was forced back by the knife, but Freddy, the sneaky guy, ran behind him and tripped him.

"Nailhead, it's getting dark and class is about to start." Miles reminded.

"Okay." Nailhead nodded and pointed at the man.

The next moment, the man turned over and was hung upside down.

"It seems that only the werewolves don't go to class tonight, right?"

"That's right." Freddy nodded and explained:

"Tonight is a full moon night, and Professor Van Helsing will be in the Forbidden Forest with those wolf cubs."

"I heard that the priests of those fishmen died, and I don't know who will call the tide tonight." Jason cut his wrist with a knife in anticipation.

"It would be fun if no one called the tide. Those guys would go crazy if they didn't perform the tide baptism every once in a while."

"Skip class, see the fishman, die." Miles said concisely.

Hearing this, the other three guys shrank their necks.

"Forget it. It would be no fun if we were caught by Triangle Head for skipping class." Nail Head waved his hand: "Let's go, it's getting dark."

"What about this guy?" Freddy looked at the human expectantly.

"How about we hang him in the Whomping Willow?" Nail Head raised his hand with great interest.

"Are you serious? You know, after the Whomping Willow is hung up, it can only be taken down during the day."

The Whomping Willow was not far from them, and there were several corpses hanging on its trunk.

"It's a small matter. Let him hang for one night. The professors will come to deal with it tomorrow.

If the Whomping Willow is not full of fruits tonight, it will be very angry. Let's hang one on it."

Then, the upside-down guy was gradually moved towards the Whomping Willow.

The Whomping Willow also felt something approaching and became restless.

Nailhead waved his hand, and a chain suddenly appeared at the scar below the Whomping Willow, hitting a scar on the trunk like a whip.

The restless willow branches of the Whomping Willow suddenly calmed down.

Then Nailhead moved the human towards it with satisfaction and placed it on top of a thick branch.

The next moment, a branch separated from the Whomping Willow and wrapped it around.

"Hang it up, hang it up!" Freddy clapped his hands in satisfaction.

"Then those werewolves will definitely come here by smelling his human scent." Nailhead smiled with satisfaction.

At this moment, Hermione was behind Harry, looking at these people in fear.

Even though she had more or less combat experience and had seen blood, she really couldn't stay calm when she saw these four guys appearing here.

Every one of them was a childhood shadow.

Seeing these people talking about these things calmly, she felt a chill all over her body.

But why didn't they talk?

The surroundings fell into silence.

Suddenly, the four people all turned their heads mechanically, and a sound of kaba-kaba came from their necks.

"So, what are you three humans looking at?" said Nailhead.

The next moment, a sense of 'detachment' appeared on Harry and Hermione, and when they looked again, Cedric had appeared beside them.

The 'plot' just now has been completely explained.

The poor human has been hung in the Whomping Willow.

Cedric looked at the two of them seriously and spread his hands: "Do you two have any ideas?"

Harry first looked at Hermione, waving the mysterious ring in his hand, and a faint silver light appeared in his palm, and then he put his hand on Hermione's shoulder.

"Don't worry." He said softly.

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Cedric glanced to the right, and there were four guys who were obviously 'dark wizards'.

And here. There are also two over-the-top guys who are no less than dark wizards!

The silver light quickly dispelled the fear in Hermione's heart. After calming down, Hermione quickly recalled the detailed knowledge about Tarot cards in her mind.