The Mysterious Black Cat at Hogwarts

Little Hangleton, churchyard.

In front of old Tom Riddle's tombstone, stood a huge cauldron, and the off-white viscous potion was bubbling and bubbling.

A white and slender hand slowly stirred the potion with a spoon. She was wearing a black loose robe, but it still couldn't hide her plump figure. Her standing posture was a bit stooped, and her legs were slightly separated, which looked very weird.

A blurry figure appeared in the air, twisted a few times, and Cornelius Fudge appeared in front of her.

"Oh, this taste is really unacceptable." Fudge took out a handkerchief to block his nose, "Voldemort, is this your supper? The taste is really strong."

"Connelly! This is a compound decoction!" Voldemort threw away the spoon in his hand. If it wasn't for the partnership, he really wanted to stab the whole spoon into the opponent's mouth! "I really regret working with you, you don't even know about Polyjuice Potion? How the hell did you get to be Minister of Magic?"

"You really don't have any sense of humor." Fudge stepped back with a look of disgust. He wasn't afraid of Voldemort, but the smell was really bad.

"Humor? If you use a woman's body like me, you will become like me!"

"Okay, let's get down to business." You are using a woman's body, so why am I not becoming someone else's body?Fudge was a little annoyed, "The black cat was chosen as the supervisor, and he will be responsible for the safety of the contestants. I think that plan of yours is going to fail."

"Failure?" Voldemort narrowed his blood-red eyes slightly, "Except for that night 14 years ago, I have never failed, and this time is the same!"

"Are you so confident in that person's ability?" Fudge obviously didn't like Voldemort's plan, "I suggest you hurry up and gather your Death Eaters, develop your own power first, and when you have enough power, we Together, we can achieve our goals.”

"No, no, no, Connelly, don't underestimate his talent. I have been paying attention to him since he was still in school. He is an excellent wizard with 12 O's. His experience is very similar to mine. Each has a father who disappoints, and he is my youngest servant."

"Oh, an excellent wizard who can't even make Polyjuice Potion? You admit that your Death Eaters are rotten fish and shrimp?"

"Shut up! Connelly! If it wasn't for the black cat you mentioned, I wouldn't make compound potion for him. Fortunately, he is very good at imitating others. He only needs one instigmatism, and he can A perfect replacement for another human being!"

"Okay, okay." Fudge shook his head, "Then I wish you a speedy resurrection, I'm going back."

Fudge waved his wand, Apparated and returned home. Compared with before, this place has already changed a lot. You can't even see a single thing that can reflect light. A dozen Aurors are scattered in the building motionless, guarding.

"Do you think he can really succeed?" Fudge sat on the sofa and said to himself, "The plan? Under Dumbledore's nose?"

"I am not a human being. Your thinking is too complicated and you are always influenced by emotions. Judging from the current situation, it is successful."

"He should listen to my suggestion and develop his loose Death Eaters first. Speaking of this, I think of that pile of garbage, which is still locked in Azkaban, and I still have to find a way to get them out! Photo The ghost will definitely not be willing to hand it over! It took a lot of effort to get Bella out last time, there are too many Death Eaters!"

"Don't focus on the wizarding world, such as those Muggles in your mind, those so-called dementors, they don't care who they guard."

"Are you crazy? This is absolutely impossible! I don't think highly of Voldemort. If I do this, there is no way out! And don't you realize? He is very weak now! He doesn't even dare to fight those, his so-called loyal Meet the servants!"

Fudge found the existence in the body, and no longer controlled himself to make a sound, sighed, and slapped himself twice on the face, with a bitter face, his intestines are now green with regret.

Crouch House

"Winky! Twinkle!" Barty Crouch went home and the first thing he did was look for his house-elf.

"Master, Master! Winky is here, Winky is useless! Woohoo!" Winky the house elf, Apparated in front of Crouch, bumping against the floor, "Winky still hasn't found the little master today! Winky is useless! Winky Damn it!"

"Stop!" Crouch grabbed Winky and roared angrily, "Listen, since you haven't found it, then keep looking! Come back when you find it!"

He threw Winky out of the window angrily, and sat on the ground in a decadent state. If his son doesn't come back for a day, he won't have a good day. The bastard son whom he casts the Imperius Curse every day, after 14 years After being imprisoned, after he escaped from the trap, he still doesn't know what kind of trouble he can cause!

As the most likely to become the Minister of Magic, he actually has a son who joined the Death Eaters in his teens?This is simply the biggest irony in the Ministry of Magic!

Shining sobbed, pulled out the broken glass stuck on his body, dragged his exhausted body covered in blood, and continued to search for his little master.

Early the next morning, the black cat Macon was bleary-eyed, and was dragged out of the bed by Hermione. After feeling the damp and cold air outside, he slipped back into the bed again.

"Macon, don't sleep, if you don't get up, you won't be able to eat breakfast in time." Hermione flipped through the quilt, trying to find the black cat, but she couldn't find it after a round of rummaging. She picked up the entire quilt and shook it, He didn't see the black cat fall on the bed either, so he had to turn over the quilt and pick him off.

Macon didn't wake up until Hermione stuffed the toothbrush into his mouth. The toothpaste on the toothbrush was Mr. Granger's special toothpaste for cats, which added catnip.

After washing, one person and one cat walked out of the hut and found a person squatting at the door. It was Sirius Black whom he hadn't seen for a while.

"Da Hei! Good morning." The black cat lay in Hermione's arms and greeted Sirius.

"Stop calling me by that name, Macon, I thank you for taking me in when I was down and down, really!" Sirius felt very awkward when he heard Macon addressing him, and he even looked at "Macon, I'm here to look for you this time, I hope you will do me a little favor and tell Harry, I'll wait for him here."

"The matter of the Triwizard hegemony?" Macon was a little puzzled, "You can go directly to the castle to find him. Hasn't your arrest warrant been revoked? And the Ministry of Magic has indirectly confirmed your innocence."

"Macon, I'll wait for him here." Sirius hesitated, he still wanted to see Harry as soon as possible, "I don't want to attract attention, there must be something wrong with Harry being selected for the Triwizard Hegemony, I think Let's investigate in secret."

"I'll tell Harry you're waiting for him here." Hermione hugged Macon and left the hut. The black cat climbed onto her shoulder and waved its paw at Sirius. "Dahei, let's go first!"

Sirius wriggled his mouth and said nothing in the end, he is now eager to find out the truth of the matter.

"Macon, is this semester the same as before?" Hermione raised Macon and looked at him, "You won't tell me, will you?"

"Didn't you already guess it? Just like you thought."

"I think you have something on your mind, Macon, since the last time you told me to go out for a stroll and then come back from the Ministry of Magic."

"What can I worry about? That time I went to the Ministry of Magic to set foot on the ground. After we graduate, we will overthrow the Ministry of Magic and make you the Minister of Magic and the Dark Lord!"

After Macon finished speaking, he jumped out of her arms and ran towards the cafeteria.

"Macon! Talk to you about business! You're joking with me again!" Hermione chased after her angrily.