The Mysterious Black Cat at Hogwarts

Time passed quickly, and the Hogwarts life without Voldemort's interruption was relaxed and comfortable.

Macon lived a full life every day. After breakfast, he went to the library with Hermione. After dinner, he went to the Room of Requirement to study magic. He rushed back to his little steeple before curfew.

Macon is quite excited today, because the first-year freshmen will have their first flying lesson in the afternoon, which means that as long as they fly well, they will have the opportunity to participate in Quidditch, such as Mr. Potter.

Flying with a levitation spell is definitely different from flying on a broomstick, which is the difference between driving and drag racing.

What?How do you ask a cat to ride a broom?Are the four legs not as tight as two legs?image?what is that?

Quickly put away the textbooks and notes of the transformation class, and rushed to the cafeteria for lunch with the three little ones. After a few days of getting along, they had already played together.

The lunch was still very rich, and Harry started to be in a daze after eating casually, always looking preoccupied.Ron still had trouble with chicken legs.Ron, with a chicken leg in each hand, stared at Macon being fed by Hermione, and instantly felt that the chicken leg was not tasty.

After lunch, the little wizards waited for the house elves to pack up the tableware, took out their notes and started self-study. Almost no one would choose to leave now, because there will be owls delivering letters today, and every little wizard is looking forward to what will be sent to them at home.

Macon, who was full of food and drink, lay on Hermione's pile of tomes and looked at Seamus Finnigan with interest.

"The rabbit's eyes are shining, the harp is faint, quickly turn this clear water into fine wine." Seamus waved his wand again and again, trying to turn the clear water in front of him into wine.Neville sat across from him, annoyed as hell, remembering something and forgetting it all.

Maomao scratched its ass, what is this reading?

A flash of lightning followed by a muffled bang, and Seamus was blown into black charcoal again.

Macon stretched out his two cat paws and clapped his hands unhurriedly. As expected of you, Hogwarts' blasting expert.

"Ah~ here comes the mail~" Ron made a reverent voice as if seeing Merlin.

Macon curled his lips, and the shopaholic opened the express delivery just like him.The cat jumped into Hermione's arms and lay on its stomach. It was born to drop not only the mail, but also the feathers. If an owl caught cold while delivering the mail, it would be really hard to say what it would drop.

Ron received a copy of the Daily Prophet and a letter, and Neville still received a memory ball from his grandmother.

"Gringotts admits that unidentified wizards have illegally stolen Vault 713..." Harry read the headline in the newspaper, "This is so strange, it was this vault that Hagrid and I went to that day."

The three little ones looked at each other, but unlike Harry and Ron, the smart Hermione had already sensed that something was wrong.

Hermione looked at Macon again, and Macon wrote under the table with a white mist: "Don't worry, with me here, nothing will happen."

Hermione breathed a sigh of relief after getting Mao Mao's assurance.Kittens are just reassuring.

The flying lesson in the afternoon started, and there was a broom in front of everyone, oh, no, there was also a broom in front of Mao Mao.

"Good afternoon, students. I am your flight professor, Rolanda Hooch. You can call me Mrs. Hooch." Professor Hooch walked quickly.

"Good afternoon, Mrs. Hooch." The little wizard looked at the honest and capable professor's response.

"Welcome to your first flying lesson. Come to the left of the broomstick and stand up." Professor Huo Qi instructed the little wizards to stand up, "Put your right hand directly above the broom and say 'start'."

"Get up!" In the end, only Harry and Draco's broomsticks flew into their hands obediently.

"Meow!" Macon's broom, like a mouse that has lost its will to survive in front of a cat, keeps rolling from side to side...

The little wizards who failed once began to read the instructions quickly, and as a result, most of the brooms flew into the hands of the little wizards.

Only Ron's broom hit his forehead, and Hermione's broom jumped in place.

As for Macon's broom... it's still rolling left and right on the ground, and a well-shaped word is gradually protruding from the cat's head, isn't it intentional?Macon stretched out his cat's paw and was about to make a final attempt on the broom that had lost the will to survive. Professor Hooch rushed to take his broom away.

The cat without the broom was unhappy, and could only jump into Hermione's arms. They were both the same, suffering from the same disease.

Professor Hooch began to teach the little wizards how to control the broomsticks to take off and land, but before he finished speaking, Neville had already lifted off with a shake.

"Mr. Longbottom! Come down quickly!" Mrs. Hooch shouted anxiously, but Neville in the sky had already passed away.

Neville, who was riding a broom, slammed into the castle wall crazily in the sky, and finally got caught in the wizard robe by the statue on the city wall, and when the clothes tore, they were about to fall off.

Macon rushed forward quickly, with a flick of his tail, a levitating spell caught Neville.

"Oh, oh, my God, thank you, Macon, if it weren't for you, Mr. Longbottom would have broken his bones. Ten points from Gryffindor." Mrs. Hooch rushed to pick Neville up, "In my While sending him to the medical room, you all stay on the ground obediently, don’t let me see a broom in the sky, or you will be fired directly.”

After Mrs. Hooch left, Neville's memory ball was still picked up by Draco.

"If I hide this, will Longbottom never find it again? He will definitely forget that he still has a memory ball." Draco said proudly, throwing the memory ball.

"Give it to me, Malfoy." Harry didn't want his friend to be laughed at or even robbed of things.

"No, I'm going to hide it on the roof." Draco got on his broom and flew into the air. "Can't you reach it, Potter? If you can grab it, I'll give it to you."

Harry got on the broom, thinking about the essentials that Professor Hooch had just said, and jumped into the sky with his feet.

Hermione tried to stop him just now, but was stopped by Macon.Thinking of Macon's Levitation Curse, he was speechless.

Harry and Draco naturally had a dispute in the air, and in the end, Harry won Neville's memory ball by relying on his amazing talent. Professor McGonagall took a fancy to his flying skills and joined the Quidditch team. ··

The three of them and one cat were dragged by Hermione to the awards showroom after dinner, where Harry saw his father James Potter's Seeker Medal.Mao Mao stared at his "Hogwarts Special Contribution Award" medal and drooled, wondering when he could get another one, so that Mao Mao would have another big fish to eat.

They turned around in the castle, and when they found that there was no one around, they realized that it was already curfew.The three ran towards the Gryffindor dormitory, for fear of bumping into Filch and being arrested and locked up.

When they reached the spiral staircase, the staircase turned to the third floor strangely.

"Go this way, or the stairs will turn again in a while." Harry led the way ahead.

Macon rolled his eyes, this must be the work of the old bee.