I, Hogwarts Second Week

"Scabbers, what are you going to do?" Suddenly, Ron noticed that his pocket had become bulging, as if something was struggling inside.

He looked down and saw that it was his mouse, picking at his pocket, trying to escape.

"Keep your voice down, Ron." Harry quickly covered Ron's mouth.

He didn't want to be exposed.

He didn't smell the hot pot base in the air today!

If someone discovers

"No, where are you going -" Ron struggled, but suddenly, a sharp pain came from his fingers, "Ah~" He whimpered when Harry covered his mouth, and then watched helplessly His mouse jumped out of his pocket, got into the snowdrift on the side, and disappeared from his sight after a lot of tossing.

"Be quiet Ron." Hermione, who was lying at the front, didn't notice Ron's bloody fingers behind her.

She thought this guy was complaining again.

But next to Harry, Hannah really saw that scene.

She drew her wand and leaned over.

The tip of the staff was slightly pressed against Ron's injured finger, "Resuscitate quickly." She muttered a spell in a low voice.

A green light shone, and after a while, the wound slowly recovered.

"Put your hands in your pockets, Ron." Hannah said softly, "Blood loss and frostbite, unless you don't want that finger anymore."

"Thank you Hannah." Ron, who had come back to his senses, looked blankly in the direction where his mouse disappeared.

It has never been as strange as it is today.

Why?

However, for whatever reason, Banban has been in their family for many years. It is no longer just a pet. In Ron's heart, it is more like a family member.

Especially when he was bullied by his older brothers when he was a child, Banban was his best confidant.

"I'm going to find it." Ron took out his wand, "The wind and snow are so strong, it will freeze to death."

"Are you crazy?" Harry turned around and scolded, "There are dark wizards everywhere here. If you are discovered by them, no one will come to save you."

"But that's Scabbers." Ron said without giving up, "If Hedwig was captured, wouldn't you be anxious?"

"I" Harry suddenly choked on Ron's example. He pondered for a long time, but could not refute. Yes, if Hedwig was captured, he would definitely rush forward and beat the thief violently.

"Okay, I'll go with you." Harry finally agreed.

"Hey! What do you two idiots want to do?" Hermione finally figured out what just happened.

She stopped them in front of them, "Ron!" and shouted.

But what gained was Ron's determined look. He and Harry passed her left and right, and then ran straight in the direction where Scabbers left.

"These two idiots!!"

Two members of the team suddenly left, which cast a shadow over the hearts of the remaining little wizards.

However, they had no time to feel sad, because on the other side of them, a group of black-robed wizards were chasing a witch dressed in bright colors and passing by.

The sound of the spell penetrating the wind and snow was like arrow feathers cutting through the air, traveling far in the darkness.

"Bang!"

The explosions of the curse grew farther and farther away.

Harry and Ron had been gone for at least half an hour.

Looking for a mouse in near-total darkness was the stupidest thing they could have ever done.

Fortunately, there were no dark wizards around. This is the only good news on this cold winter night.

"Huh~" Harry breathed heavily, "Ron, I think we should go back."

The surrounding trees were not much different from those by the black lake.

I didn't go deep into the Forbidden Forest again because the professors repeatedly ordered me to forbid it.

"But -" Ron wanted to argue a few words, but a thin voice in the forest made him shut up immediately.

The two stopped and looked carefully. Some distance away to their right, something big was cutting a path out of the bushes and rushing towards them.

"Harry, what is that?" Ron yelled, holding up the fluorescent light. He could only hear a faint sound, but could not see where the danger was.

"Damn, I remembered." Harry raised his wand and threw a ball of fluorescent light into the distance, 'ultimate fluorescent flash'

The pale light shone on the snow, creating a dazzling halo.

But before Harry and the others could adapt to the sudden light, groups of black, spot-like creatures blocked the reflection.

"Yes, Acromantula." Harry stared at the group of spiders in front of him in horror.

He suddenly remembered that ever since Lockhart escaped from Hagrid and caught an Acromantula for teaching, the spiders in the forest had become much more violent.

Even Hagrid couldn't suppress it.

The professors repeatedly ordered the young wizard to be prohibited from entering the Forbidden Forest.

Just afraid of accidents.

"Damn it, we ran deep into the Forbidden Forest."

Harry held his wand and retreated step by step. The spiders seemed to be a little afraid of them. Instead of swarming them, they silently pursued and surrounded them.

It was the first time "I" saw so many spiders. Ron was so frightened that he was shaking all over and couldn't speak completely.

"George - Fred, we have come to the Forbidden Forest." He grabbed Harry's sleeve, "I can guarantee that we have never entered the depths of the Forbidden Forest."

They had previously relied on the footprints left on the snow to pursue.

Later, due to heavy snow, the footprints disappeared.

But they were only searching on the outskirts of the Forbidden Forest.

"I've heard Owen say it before." Harry said with a cold face, staring at the dark creatures, "There are not only Acromantulas in the Forbidden Forest, but also Centaur tribes. Every winter, the Eight-Eyed Spiders The giant spiders will 'cross the border' when they can't find food. They may have been forced to the edge of the Forbidden Forest by the centaurs."

"I think that at this time, you should stop teaching me Harry." Ron said in a stiff tone.

"I think so."

After that, the two looked at each other, and they immediately understood the tacit understanding honed by Owen's beatings over the past two years.

"Fire is blazing!"

"Fire is blazing!"

The two raised their wands, and the tip of the wand suddenly spit out blazing flames.

It was like a tidal wave, attacking towards the spiders.

"Run!" Harry and Ron shouted in unison, then turned around and ran in the direction they came from.

"Ah~~~~Help!"

In the forest, Ron's screams could be heard far away.

Unfortunately, the wind and snow were too strong, completely covering up his voice.

And all this, someone else is watching from the sidelines.

Behind a big tree, Peter Pettigrew was trembling and huddled in the snow, looking at Harry and Ron who were running for their lives with gloomy eyes.

Without a wand, with his level of magic, he would not be able to defeat so many Acromantulas.

Even if he had a wand, Peter wouldn't expose himself to danger.

Having returned to his human form, he stared at his watery little eyes, his eyeballs constantly twitching. He had no time to waste time with these little wizards.

He had to take a look.

Go and see if Dumbledore was really caught.

Even - killed.

He turned around, transformed into a mouse again, and quickly disappeared into the forest.

And the other side.

On the edge of the black lake, the Aurors had surrounded the witch who looked a little abnormal.

A dozen big men in black clothes surrounded a woman.

Although this scene sounds a bit difficult to pass the trial.

But actually that's a bit unlikely to pass the test.

The Aurors of Great Britain were not angels of mercy, and besides, the felon in front of him had begun to dare to attack the minister.

Before she could open her mouth after being caught, she was struck by more than a dozen non-lethal wands.

Then a group of people rushed up and handed her wand away.

Since there were no high-end products like Veritaserum, a few veteran Aurors immediately used a large memory restoration spell.

Pop some big-eared melon seeds down.

The girl's screaming voice made the little witch who was hiding behind the stone and watching almost rush forward to fight these evil black wizards.

"Say!" a man growled.

"Say it!"

"Pah!" Another slap.

Just as the man landed his second palm, Tonks appeared.

She emerged from the woods and stopped her colleagues who continued to perform physical magic.

——In front of him, a woman was kneeling on the ground, her long brown hair spread all over the floor.

It's been covered in blood lately.

The unknown cosmetics smeared on the face left clear fingerprints in a mess.

"Tell me why you attacked the Minister of Magic!" Tonks said coldly, changing her usual off-beat tone.

Although she herself caused trouble and eventually joined the Order of the Phoenix, this does not mean that she is a kind person.

Tonks was taught by "Mad-Eye" Moody.

It would be a ghost if she was merciful.

"I'm warning you, according to the special regulations of magical laws, we are allowed to use the Unforgivable Curses on heinous criminals like you." She pressed her wand against the woman's face.

"Bah!" Although she was surrounded by a group of Aurors, the woman still looked heroic.

She raised her head and shouted with a ferocious expression: "Don't think I'm the only one!"

"Soon my sisters will come out of the woods and kill that hypocrite Fudge for me."

Her voice was deafening.

But apart from the sound of the wind, there was only the footsteps of the Aurors.

Other than that, there was no sound.

None of the Aurors found her so-called companions.

"Oh! Are there any accomplices?" Tonks smiled.

I laughed out loud, it seemed like I was going to make a meritorious deed!

Hmm--I will definitely leave a mark on my internship resume.

"No one -" At this moment, Kingsley also walked out of the woods. His expression was serious, and his dark face was extremely dark. If it weren't for his white teeth, everyone would have thought he was invisible!

"No other alien wizards have been found around Hogsmeade."

"So - why did you attack the Minister of Magic?" he asked.

"Why?"

"You asked me why?" The woman's expression was ferocious, as if she had heard some stupid joke.

"It's you. You deliberately suppressed our dear Lockhart. You fabricated evidence. Fudge - it's Fudge. He is extremely respected by Mr. Lockhart. He is afraid that Lockhart will squeeze him out if he runs for minister."

I was catching a train and I forgot to update because I didn't have a seat...