The Mysterious Black Cat at Hogwarts

bah bah bah!

Macon spat out the spine in his mouth, it really stinks, it seems that he can try not to move his mouth as much as possible in the future, but just now, under the blessing of rage, out of feline instinct, he didn't bite that One bite is not enough.

Leaving the remote alley and returning to the main street of the town, the place is still very lively, people with dull and numb expressions are constantly making happy voices, the gifts are shouting neatly, their mouths, nostrils, and corners of their eyes are full of excitement. , Some long granulation buds protrude from the ears from time to time...

Two teams of investigation teams have been found, and the next target is the Hammerhead team. Macon runs on the street, exuding spirituality and continuing to explore the town. These people are only parasitized for the time being, and their lives are not in danger.

As for that terrifying Santa Claus, it not only has the ability to travel through space, but also has a very powerful concealment. From the moment it disappeared, Macon's spirituality could no longer capture him.

"Director, there is no movement now, that black cat..."

"It's okay, it's only temporary, look, he's okay, it's just that he's grown in size, and he's on the street."

On the cliff, the director was using his binoculars to capture the majestic big black cat on the street. From the necklace and silver key around his neck, he quickly recognized that it was Macon. He shouted excitedly, adjusted his sight The gears of the distance were also rubbed and rattled.

"He started running faster, what did he find? Damn it! Blocked."

The director put down the binoculars anxiously, and the Silencers surrounded him and quickly ran to the other end of the cliff.

Macon stopped in a small forest in the small town, the pungent smell of blood in the air made him understand that the Hammerhead team might...

There are broken trees everywhere here, and on the snow-white ground, blood of various shapes remains, dripping, splashing, and spraying. Every time Macon takes a step, he feels a little heavy.

The broken corpses were piled up in a mess. As a doctor in his previous life, he could almost tell at a glance that these pieces of rotten flesh belonged to three people.

There were three broken hammers around. Macon searched in the minced meat, but found no old seals, and their heads were also missing.

Macon silently restrained them and put them into the backpack. He saved them once, but failed to save them the second time. Regarding the death of these three people, he secretly thought it was a pity that they only knew each other, but they were not familiar with each other.

Macon, who left the grove, decided to return to the town. There is no Santa Claus here, so the other party must be hiding in the town. How to find him is the top priority now.

"Listen! You are all my confidantes, the elite Aurors I have promoted one by one. Tonight, on Puli Island, a big event happened. The Reticent Man is also there. I need your help."

"This is the best chance for me to get to know the Silent Man, and this is also the prerequisite for me to be able to rule the Silent Man in the future!"

"As long as this matter is done well, I may become the most powerful one among the ministers of the Ministry of Magic. The magic that the Department of Mysteries has been studying for centuries, those powerful and mysterious spells, all It will be ours! You will sit on the throne with me!"

Fudge looked at the 12 Aurors in front of him. There were three teams in total. Although there were not many of them, they were all top Aurors. This was a confidant he had cultivated over the years, so he naturally obeyed him. But this does not prevent him from adding some bargaining chips to attract them.

When these 12 people heard that they had the opportunity to obtain magical research materials from the Department of Mysteries over the centuries, all of them were blindsided. In the wizarding world, only hard fists can win respect and wealth. What are they missing?It is power!Who wouldn't want to be the next Dumbledore?Now is your chance!

"set off!"

Following Fudge's order, a group of people quickly Apparated to Puli Island. They came directly to the entrance of the town. Under Fudge's leadership, they quickly entered the town, but as they continued to go deeper, every Everyone started to break out in a cold sweat.

What happened to the people on the street?With such rigid eyes, why does the expression on his face still look so happy?Why are their shouts surprisingly consistent?Why are they all shouting for gifts?

"Department, Mr. Minister, this, this is very wrong here, I, I think we should go back first?"

A cowardly Auror couldn't stay at the first place. Without waiting for Fudge's consent, he waved his wand and launched an apparition to leave, but no matter how he waved his wand, there was no response. When it was here, thin gray threads had already penetrated into the body.

"Don't think about leaving! An anti-apparition spell has been cast here! The other party's method is so despicable, there must be some important secret, everyone, don't get confused, they are just under the Forgetting Curse, the other party seems to be a Forgetting Curse Grandmaster."

Fudge wanted to run away when he saw that this man had just arrived, so how could it be possible, the Minister of Magic for many years was not for nothing, making up a nonsense excuse really calmed down the other Aurors, and he couldn't help secretly heaving a sigh of relief.

"Minister, minister! You, look at the ground! When did these Christmas boxes appear?"

Fudge looked at the thirteen boxes on the ground with a gloomy expression. God knows how they got here. Now he regrets bringing twelve Aurors here, it's too unlucky.

On the cliff beside the town

"Director, take a quick look there, am I dazzled? Isn't that Minister Fudge?"

"What did you say? Cornelius Fudge? Why is he here? Out of his mind?"

The director adjusted the direction of the binoculars suspiciously, and soon he found the thirteen people standing in the snow, looking at the Christmas gift boxes on the ground.

"#@￥@%#￥! It's a big holiday, he's not at home, why did he bring 12 Aurors here to die? #￥%@*!"

The director started yelling again, and he couldn't figure out the reason for a while.

"Director, what should we do now?"

"What should we do? It's just a change of Minister of Magic, what does it have to do with us!"

"···"

Macon was speeding through the streets of the small town. He tried to open other people's gift boxes, but there was no response. Those boxes were all empty. If you open the gift box again, can you avoid being approached by Santa Claus?

He has roughly figured out the rules here now. After being drilled into his body by the gray thread, he will be given a gift box. If he opens the gift box, his wish will be granted.

But at the same time, there will also be desires, which will prompt you to open the next gift box again. As the desires continue to climb, and finally exceed a certain category or threshold, you will be drilled into your body by that kind of granulation-like thing, causing hallucinations and suffering. control.

The fate of not opening or destroying the gift box will attract Santa Claus. The difference between the two is only a matter of time, and the end result is death.

And the granulation-like thing, if calculated according to the growth cycle of insects, the first thing to pop out of the gift box is the egg, and the long strips of granulation protruding from the bodies of these people on the street belong to larvae, so The final fate of these people will become chrysalis...

Is that creepy Santa an adult bug?Then these thin gray lines floating in the air are one of its abilities.

The running black cat stopped suddenly, and the thirteen people in front of him made his eyes shine, especially the old man standing in front, isn't this my dear Minister Fudge?