The Mysterious Black Cat at Hogwarts

"Macon, I just wanted to ask, what's the matter with this dementor? It seems a little scared? I mean, it's a little different from what we saw on the train before."

Harry looked at the shivering dementor, which made it difficult for him to do so.

"It's just a little cowardly." Macon caught the dementor and kicked it twice, "If you don't stand up again, I will kill you directly!"

The other party looked at him in fear, and floated tremblingly.

"Look, well, hurry up and practice!"

Strange things like dementors can't understand what humans are saying, but they can understand what they mean.That's why the Ministry of Magic has a partnership with them.

"Be a good training partner, show your aura, if you are passive and sabotage, I will eat you when I come back!"

Macon dropped his harsh words and left here. The dementor obediently showed its due power, and as it emitted bursts of cold air, the flowers and plants on the ground withered quickly and were stained with frost.

In the depths of the Forbidden Forest, there was a silver drizzle in the sky. Macon used the Patronus Charm over and over again, but his Patronus never disappeared. This made Mao Mao very angry. He used this spell a long time ago. Every time he missed the point, he thought it was his own emotional problem, but now it seems that it is obviously not the case.

Could it be that because of his weirdness, he is not worthy of using this spell?weird?weird!By the way, he can also use spirituality!

When Macon thought of this, he immediately regained his spirits.

"Call God Guard!"

He recited the spell again, recalling the happy times, but this time the spell did not produce any effect.

Although there was no silver radiance, I did feel the loss of spirituality. Could it be that the emotion corresponding to using the spirituality to activate the Patronus Charm is wrong?

He closed his eyes, and the cat ears on the top of his head trembled slightly. In the dead of night, in the Forbidden Forest, there were bursts of insects, and small animals were shuttling through the woods, chasing their prey. All these movements were heard by him...

Yes, I am a cat, what can make a cat happy?Of course it is hunting and predation. What can make a cat happier than being patient, waiting hard, and then killing with one blow, capturing the prey, and playing with it?

Executioner!Santa Claus!Those were really two hearty battles. Thinking of those two battles, Macon became uncontrollably excited, showing his ferocious black claws and swinging them wantonly.

"Call God Guard!"

As he recited the incantation, the spirituality of his body quickly gathered on the tail ring, and the mini guillotine hanging on his wrist shook violently, and the iron chain on it untied from his wrist, and it flew into the open space, becoming Back to its original appearance, the pitch-black upright frame, the gleaming slanted blade, and the blood-stained shackles are creepy.

On the huge and towering guillotine, countless red and black figures emerged, and they flew up and down around the guillotine, as if some kind of ceremony was being held.

The silver glow from the tip of Macon's tail was uncontrollably drawn to the guillotine by those red and black figures, Mao Mao excitedly increased the supply of spirituality!

Meow!

As those red and black figures spun faster and faster, the spirituality Maomao had obtained from the supper and dessert tonight was quickly drained, causing it to let out a scream.

Macon hurriedly burned his magic power to generate more spirituality. Ferocious black claws protruded from the sea of ​​spirituality. Huge black claws extended in the Forbidden Forest. They proliferated rapidly, and each small black claw drew the magic elements in the surrounding space. Grab, retract Talon's main body, and finally pass into Macon's body.

"Firenzie! What's going on up ahead? What are those black claws?"

A group of patrolling centaur stopped in their tracks, and they all looked at the ferocious black claws dancing in the distance of the forbidden forest.

The leader of this team of patrolling centaurs was Firenze, who had been in contact with the black cat, and recognized it at a glance. The black cat came again, and this time there was quite a commotion , although the centaurs cannot use magic, their divination skills are very powerful!

Firenze's sapphire-like eyes were even more amazingly blue at this time. He looked up at the night sky and looked at Mars. His gaze seemed to have glimpsed some kind of revelation through the distant starry sky, and then some kind of liquid began to flow from his eyes. Not tears.

"Tonight's Mars has never been brighter. I temporarily lost my eyesight. That black cat, the ominous darkness, is hungry, very hungry! Quickly recall all the patrolling centaurs, quick! Go!"

A centaur took out a horn, blew it quickly according to a certain pattern, and then rushed back to the centaur tribe with Firenze.

Acromantula lair.

"No! No! That black cat, is it crazy? Dig quickly, and then dig 100 meters down! No! Dig 200 meters! Then block the passage! Quick! Quick!"

Aragog roared crazily, the spider's sense of danger, and the vibration from the ground deeply stimulated it.

"Harry! Look over there, those Talons! That's Macon! What's going on?"

Ron, who was practicing the Patronus Charm, suddenly saw behind the Dementor, in the depths of the Forbidden Forest, countless huge black claws piercing the sky, extending towards this side at an extremely fast speed.

Hermione rushed out of the hut when she heard the noise, and looked into the depths of the Forbidden Forest worriedly. This was the first time she saw those terrifying black claws. She didn't know what they were. Why did Ron talk about Macon? All she cared about at the moment was the comfort of the black cat.

Dumbledore suddenly appeared in front of the hut. He was still wearing a nightgown, looking solemnly at the Forbidden Forest.

"Remus, lead them into the castle and ask Minerva to activate all the defensive magic circles..."

"No! I'm not going back, I'm going to find Macon, what are those black claws? He must be very dangerous now!"

Hermione yelled loudly, fear often comes from the unknown, and those terrifying black claws are obviously beyond the scope of her understanding.

"Son, those black claws belong to Macon. He's just gaining magic power, but it's inevitable that accidental injuries will happen. So we have to rush back to the castle. He'll be fine, I promise!"

At Dumbledore's level, he could clearly feel that the magic elements near those black claws had completely disappeared. In order to collect more magic power, he must continue to expand.

Where is the most magical place in Hogwarts?Without a doubt, the castle!This forced him to reveal some of Macon's secrets, to reassure Hermione.

He didn't know what would happen later, whether it was to protect the castle or Hermione, she had to go back to the castle!

Hermione was dragged back to the castle by Harry and Ron three times a step at a time. As for the dementor?He ran away long ago.

Dumbledore was floating in the air, looking at those unscrupulous Black Claws from afar. Wherever he passed, birds and beasts flew away, trees lay horizontally, and the ground was in a mess. At this time, the castle was like a bright light in the dark night, guiding Black Claws advance.

uh uh...

Macon unconsciously made a low voice, weak, powerless, and confused. This is his current state. The spirituality and magic power in his body have long since disappeared. The guillotine is still absorbing the spirituality, and the scattered black claws are crazily grabbing back the magic power. It can only be a drop in the bucket.

The black claws were getting closer and closer to the castle, and when they were about to cross the black lake and poke into the castle, they stopped advancing suddenly.

The "Seven Secrets of the Earth" in the sea of ​​spirituality slowly opened, and a muscle door flew out and landed on the ground.

creak!creak!

After a tooth-piercing sound, the door opened, and humanoid creatures with rotting bodies and gelatinous bodies poured out one after another. They scrambled to squeeze out the muscle door, prostrated themselves on the ground with fanaticism, and kept prostrating. .

Numerous organs and limbs were pulled out of the body by them and placed on the ground. They were stained with blood and drew a sacrificial array. Suddenly, a large number of spirituality gathered and rushed into the guillotine.

The ferocious black claws seemed to have found the most delicious food. They greedily dragged the pious ghouls into Macon's body. Macon, who had been replenished, gradually regained consciousness, and he controlled the distant black claws to retract.

There were more and more silver lights attached to the guillotine, and it gradually became transparent, until the red and black figures and the guillotine disappeared completely, and everything returned to calm.

The muscular gate waited until the ghoul re-entered, and then it slammed shut, and flew back to the secret tome, all the ferocious black claws retracted, invisible.

Macon also turned back into a black cat, spreading its limbs and lying on the ground, with its long black tail standing upright, shaking stiffly from time to time.

Dumbledore observed the sky for a while, then landed on the ground, looking at the unconscious black cat with a complex expression, and he held the old wand tightly in his hand.

He bent down, pinched the back of the black cat's neck, and lifted it up...