The Mysterious Black Cat at Hogwarts

Macon and Hermione entered the cafeteria one after the other, and they were taken aback for a moment by the tense atmosphere here.

The young wizards of Hogwarts sat on one side, and the wizards of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang sat on the other, staring at each other.

Hermione picked up the black cat and walked towards Gryffindor. When she saw Gabriel of Beauxbatons, she kept staring at the black cat in her arms, which made Hermione quicken her pace.

"What's going on here?" She sat next to Harry, placing the black cat on the dining table, "Didn't they sit with Ravenclaw and Slytherin before?"

"Hermione, you're late," Ron gnawed at the chicken leg in his hand, "We had already quarreled with them at Hogwarts before."

"Because of Harry?" Hermione wasn't sure if she thought that, but saw Ron nod back to her, "Just because we have two places?"

"Hermione, this is indeed unfair," Harry whispered, "but I can't refuse to participate, and everyone in our school is on our side. Flint, who was originally Slytherin, he Pulled a group of people to support the other two schools, and then Draco came, and he misfired."

"How could he do this?" Hermione was a little angry and confused, "Who is Flint?"

"Hey, look at that one that looks like a troll," Ron pointed at him with the drumstick in his hand, "that's him, Captain Slytherin Quidditch."

"Sorry, his face makes me forget his name. I know the Quidditch captain of Slytherin."

Hermione rolled her eyes, luckily Draco was on their side.

"Harry, you go to our cabin," Hermione looked around and whispered, "Sirius is waiting for you there."

"Sirius? He knows I've been chosen too?" Harry said in the same low voice, "I didn't even want to tell him."

"Harry, don't you know? The news that you were selected for the Triwizard Tournament and became the No.4 warrior cannot be hidden at all. In the magic world, a little bit of big news will soon reach the ears of every wizard .”

Ron looked at Harry enviously. He was in the limelight again. When will he be like Harry?

This weekend, Macon and Hermione came to Professor McGonagall's office after breakfast.

Macon jumped onto the office balcony and lay there basking in the sun, while Hermione sat at the side of the desk, studying the professor's transfiguration notes.

Just when Macon was about to fall asleep peacefully, the necklace around his neck sounded the alarm again. The black cat stretched itself and turned to look at Hermione.

"Work is coming, Professor McGonagall, please take care of Hermione for me."

"Oh, go ahead and be safe."

The black cat smiled and disappeared on the balcony.

"Professor, do you know what Macon's job is?" Hermione closed her notebook and looked at Professor McGonagall. "When the necklace sends out an alarm, he always chooses to leave."

"Sorry Hermione, I don't know exactly what Macon's job is. The Reticent Man has always been so mysterious." Professor McGonagall stopped the quill in her hand, and she adjusted her glasses, "Maybe when he comes back, you can Ask him, I think he might tell you if you ask."

"I'd better not ask." Hermione thought for a while, but decided not to get to the bottom of it. "He has something on his mind recently, and I don't want to be a burden to him. If he wants to talk, he will definitely tell me."

"Hehe, what a smart little witch, no wonder Macon likes you so much." Professor McGonagall stroked her smooth long hair, "He will be fine."

Macon, who came to the Hall of the Gate of the Department of Mysteries, found that it was a level [-] alarm, so he rushed into the door without further delay.

There was a pungent smell of blood in the air, and Macon looked at the three wizards who fainted in front of him, their whole bodies were covered with minced meat, and they were lying in the pit of minced meat full of blood.

The Levitation Curse suspended the three of them, followed by the Water-Creating Curse to wash them back and forth, and finally the Shrinking Curse and the Stunning Curse were used on them, and then they were taken into Sleepy Cat 3000.

He is located in a small depression in the forest. The place is not big, and there are animal and human remains under his feet. They are like raw meat in a bowl. Macon has a look of disgust. Jumped out, looked up from below, more like a bowl.

It is terrifyingly quiet here, there is no movement at all, and everything is silent. For the forest, it is impossible to have such a situation no matter it is day or night.

Macon activated the Animagus to transform into a human form, and then turned on the air filter function on the Sleeping Cat 3000.

There were some unusual things in the air, which were very fine powdery particles. After entering Macon's respiratory tract, they melted quickly, trying to penetrate the epidermis and enter the blood. The slight irritation made him sneezed several times in a row.

It seems that the three silent people were hit by this. This kind of dust smells nothing, and it doesn't look like pollen...

The black cat raised its head and looked around, feeling something approaching him, and subconsciously made an evasive movement. Two cold lights swirled and flashed past the place where he was standing just now. Macon stabilized his figure and raised his eyes. Looking around, the thing that attacked him just now had rushed into the big raised bowl.

The floating spell took him to a high place, a small humanoid monster with gorgeous wings, naked body, flying in mid-air, revealing a beautiful body, two curved tentacles growing on the drop-shaped head, in the tentacles There are two small olive-shaped organs hanging from the end of its head, emitting a faint red light. The big round eyes occupy a third of its face, and there is a circle of long down on its neck.

After throwing the corpse in its hand into the air, it rotated its body, and its two wings as thin as cicada's wings turned into two cold lights, easily dismembering the corpse into pieces and falling into the bowl-shaped stone pit.

Then it landed on the edge of the stone pit, protruding a long mouthpart from the small mouth of the cherry, protruding into the pit of flesh and blood, sucking the rotten blood inside.

More and more cold lights gathered from all directions, they carried all kinds of food and flew at high speed, and when they reached the top of the flesh pit, they threw the food up, turning it into a rain of blood.

As they gather, the dust in the air begins to increase in density, and finally becomes foggy. The dust comes from their weapons—the wings.

They sucked blood and water to their heart's content, until they all had a big belly, and then they stopped.

Macon saw that after they were full, they lay down on the pit of flesh and refused to move. These moth-like monsters evolved their original light-sensing organs into olfactory organs. Bright lights attract them all the time, which allows these monsters to hunt for food day and night.

As for those big eyes, they don’t seem to have the ability to see things during the day. After turning on the air filter function of Sleepy Cat 3000, it not only filters the air around Macon, but also isolates its own smell, except for the first one. He has never been attacked by the moth that appeared. It seems that he just happened to stand on its flight path.

Macon shook his tail, and a large amount of mud surged up from the ground to cover the entire raised pit of flesh. Those monsters wanted to escape, but the mud had already turned into steel.

There was a tooth-piercing cutting sound in the huge cover, accompanied by bursts of miserable hissing. In such a narrow place, once they use their wings to attack, the consequences can be imagined. Macon couldn't bear them to kill each other, and continued Casting the Transfiguration spell opened a hole at the top of the cover.

"Burning flames!"

An orange-red pillar of fire descended from the sky and rushed into the steel cover, and there was an even harsher hissing sound inside.

Long slits began to appear on the surface of the cover, and flakes of flames spewed out from the slits. Macon continued to shake his tail, the soil on the ground surged up again, and the pillar of fire in the sky became a bit thicker.

"Sweeping the floor may hurt the lives of ants." After a while, until there was no movement inside, Macon shook his head and sighed, "Treasure the moths that cover the lantern."

This support mission seemed simple and easy, but in fact it contained many coincidences. Fortunately, Macon was not affected by the dust. The silent people are also very experienced. If they hadn't tried their best to hide in the pit of flesh and disguise themselves as food, then they might really become their food.

After dissipating the metamorphosis, he checked carefully and confirmed that there was no one left alive. Macon activated Apparition and came to St. Mungo's Injury and Magic Hospital. After handing over the three unconscious mute men to the doctor, he prepared to return to the mysterious Affairs Division.

"You should be the black cat my grandson said, right?"

An old lady walked up to her, wearing an old long dress, holding a red handbag, and wearing a hat with a stuffed vulture on her head.