The Mysterious Black Cat at Hogwarts

"Look, who is that?"

He pointed to a figure in the distance. Harry, Ron, and Seamus looked over at the same time. The other party was not dressed as a Death Eater. The figure raised his wand and pointed to the sky and shouted: "The bones reappeared!" !"

A green skull appeared in the sky, and a green poisonous snake emerged from its mouth, spitting out snake letters.

"It's the Dark Mark! That man is a Death Eater!"

The four reacted at the same time and chased each other. The other party also spotted them and quickly ran towards the forest.

Since there were too many tents in the camp, the other party just turned around a few times before completely disappearing from their sight.

"Stop chasing, let's go back quickly, it will be trouble if those Death Eaters wake up."

Draco stopped them in time. That person must be an important figure among the Death Eaters. If he could be caught, it would be a great achievement, but he also understood that the risk was too great.

They tied 17 Death Eaters together with ropes, put sacks on them, and took off their camouflage. When they were about to take a breath, they felt something and rolled over on the spot at the same time.

"sleepy!"

More than a dozen red rays of light shot towards them, hitting their previous positions.

"Stop! I'm Draco of the Malfoy family!"

After getting up, Draco found that the person who attacked them was someone from the Ministry of Magic, so he quickly identified himself.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! That's my Lucius' son!"

When Lucius heard the voice, he ran from behind in a hurry, and when he passed by Minister of Magic Fudge, he stumbled, and Fudge hurriedly held the hat on his head that was about to fall,

"That hair! Ron!"

Mr. Weasley was late, but he spotted Ron at a glance. The red hair was so recognizable!Minister Fudge, who had just gained his footing, was bumped by Mr. Weasley again, and sat down on the ground.

"Oh, Ron, Harry, and Seamus, it's great you're all right!"

Mr. Weasley hugged them excitedly, examined them carefully, and was relieved when he found that no arms or legs were missing.

"Which of you cast the magic? Who cast it? The Dark Mark! Don't think you can fool me, you only need to check your wands to find out who did it!"

An old wizard with a mustache and gray parted hair pointed at them with a wand and asked coldly.

"Director Crouch, it's not us. When we escaped here, the person who cast the Dark Mark escaped, but I found that he always sticks out his tongue."

Draco's last sentence of 'sticking out his tongue' made the director of the Ministry of Magic - Barty Crouch, stunned in place, his cold expression disappeared, and an expression appeared on his face. panic.

"Shut up! Draco!"

Lucius turned pale with fright, and while beckoning him not to talk nonsense, he looked at Minister of Magic Fudge.

"Okay, okay, don't be nervous, you all put down your wands!" Fudge walked up to Draco, "Handsome boy, tell me, what happened?"

"Mr. Minister, it's too dark. When we fled here, that black figure came out of this tent. He cast a spell towards the sky, and then we were discovered by him. Fortunately, he didn't attack us. We were all scared to death!"

Draco tremblingly pointed to a tent next to him, looking at the minister pitifully.

Fudge looked at Lucius and motioned him to go in and see what was going on.

Lucius took his wand, pointed at the tent and carefully got in, and came out with a complicated expression after a while.

"Mr. Minister, there are 17 of them in total. They are all Death Eaters. They were all knocked out."

Hearing what Lucius said, Fudge's face turned ugly. What kind of rotten fish and shrimps are Voldemort's subordinates?

"Leave the rest to the Aurors, Barty, I think the one who cast the Dark Mark must not be them, they are just children, maybe these Death Eaters know something?"

"Children, you should get out of here now, Mr. Weasley, please send them to check their wands. If there is no problem, send them home. Lucius, your son is very good, really."

Fudge directed the silent Aurors into the tent and took away the Death Eaters. A smile appeared on his face, and Lucius felt a chill in his heart.

Draco followed Mr. Weasley out of here, and his father's expression made him feel that something was wrong, so he chose to blame the blame instead of taking credit.

"Cruciate!" "Cruciate!" "Cruciate!"...

Holding his wand in his right hand, Voldemort used the Cruciatus Curse frantically at the 17 Death Eaters on the ground. They were motionless, and even their expressions were stiff.

"Enough, Bella... Voldemort, they're dead."

Fudge stopped him in disgust. Voldemort's voice was shrill and thin now, and the Cruciatus curse was so ugly that he yelled it, which gave him goosebumps.

"Fudge, are you teaching me how to do things?"

"Voldemort, we are a cooperative relationship. We can't talk about this. The rubbish under your command will ruin our business sooner or later. 17 people were knocked out and tied together? Those four cats? I have already checked it out. Then It’s a cat transformed into candy, look at the pattern on the candy paper! This black cat, this is our common enemy!”

Fudge didn't agree with him at all, and continued to laugh at him, throwing the candy in his hand into his mouth and crushing it. After a while, a pair of cat hairless ears grew on his head, and there was a hairless Tail.

He really didn't understand why Voldemort would arrange for Death Eaters to launch an attack at the Quidditch World Cup just to torture the Muggles outside the venue?

Apart from strengthening the defense against Death Eaters in the wizarding world, this is useless. What's more, it will even expose the wizarding world to Muggles, which is a complete disaster.

"Lucius!~"

Voldemort turned and walked towards Lucius Malfoy, who was standing beside him. He walked with his legs outstretched and hips pouted, but Lucius didn't dare to laugh at him in the slightest.

"Yes, my master."

Lucius bowed his head to Voldemort to show his loyalty, and his son was on the scene to save Harry and them, which made him very panic now.

"Lucius, I heard from Fudge that your son is very brave?"

Voldemort's fingers brushed Lucius' cheek, and the voice changed from male to female.

"Lord, master, Draco is just a child, for the sake of that ridiculous friendship, he doesn't know who I am."

The touch from the master gave Lucius goosebumps all over his body, his legs felt weak, and he even swayed.

"Oh, no, no, no, Lucius, you don't have to worry, my faithful servant, I just appreciate him a little..."

"And you, Fudge!" He turned around suddenly, his voice was extremely cold, "I don't need you to ask about my affairs, and my subordinates don't need you to be suspicious, they have never been suspected by me, because people who are suspected , died long ago..."

The Hogwarts Express.

"Macon, Hermione, where did you go during your summer vacation? None of the letters from me and Ron were delivered."

Harry and Ron were looking for a vacant compartment in the train, and soon found Macon and Hermione, they opened the door and came in, saying hello, they wrote a lot of letters this summer, whether it was Hedwig or Zhu Weiqiong, None of the owls managed to deliver the letter.

"Hermione and I went to a place this summer vacation. There was an alchemy array set up there. The owls couldn't find it. We studied alchemy there and we just went back yesterday."

Macon was sitting in the train compartment with the lion cat in his arms, drinking black tea and reading the newspaper.

"Macon, did you read that newspaper headline?"

Ron pointed to the other front page of the newspaper in Macon's hand, which read 'Death Eaters attacked the Quidditch World Cup Finals, countless Muggles were tortured'.

"Well, our old friends are back, and the semester is buzzing again."

Macon put down the newspaper and looked out the window. The dark clouds were very low. It seemed that tonight was another rainy night.