The Mysterious Black Cat at Hogwarts

For a building, the most important thing is the foundation. Macon has no plans to fill the lake, and his goal is not on the ground at all!

"Little kitten! You are insulting the highest masterpiece of alchemy!" Mr. Flamel was furious. "This is the Philosopher's Stone! You only use it as an energy core? It's useless!"

Under the terrified eyes of Lelia and Filina, Mr. Flamel threw the red stone in his hand at Macon, and walked home angrily. They had never noticed that Mr. Flamel was so angry.

"Why is Grandpa Nicol angry?" Philia held her sister's hand tightly, "Is Grandpa angry?"

"Philia, grandpa seems to be angry." Lelia looked at the ruby ​​in Macon's hand, then turned to her sister and said, "Maybe it has something to do with the brain in the black cat's father's hand."

"Huh? This is the Philosopher's Stone, not the brain," Macon put away the Philosopher's Stone, and touched Lelia's little head.

"This is the same brain as ours." Lelia looked at Macon suspiciously, and then at her sister, "Fielina has it too."

"Sister, I'm afraid that the black cat father will eat Feilina's brain." Hearing what her sister said, she was even more sad, "Fielina will never eat candy again."

"Sister, don't be afraid, there is still a piece of candy here." Lelia took out a piece of candy from her small pocket, carefully peeled off the candy wrapper, and stuffed the piece of candy into her mouth, "You can eat the candy first, so you won't be afraid of the dark." Cat Daddy, eat our brains."

"Pa...," Macon patted his forehead with one hand, "Dad doesn't know how to eat brains, especially yours. Your grandpa Nico is not angry either. Dad will take you out for a walk."

Macon turned back into a black cat and used the magnification spell on himself. A big cat lay on the ground, and the levitation spell lifted them up and sat on his back. The black fur began to grow, holding them firmly.

"Wow, sister, we are riding a big horse!" Felina moved her small hands back and forth on the black cat's back, "Sister, the black cat's father is fluffy, so comfortable."

"Sister, please be careful, the black cat father will be uncomfortable." Lelia's small face was pressed against the black cat's back, and she rubbed the soft cat's fur contentedly, "It's so warm."

"Okay, little ones, sit down! The Black Cat sightseeing bus! Let's go!"

Macon didn't dare to run too fast, controlled his back muscles, and tried not to make them feel bumpy. He introduced the surrounding plants and insects to the two sisters, and told them some interesting knowledge. Silver bell-like laughter sounded from time to time, Lelia and Felina are clearly having a good time.

After a while, the two fell asleep on the back of the cat. They sleep most of the time now, especially after experiencing a lot of new things. They need to build new cognition through sleep.

Macon sent them back to Flamel's house, greeted Mrs. Flamel, and returned to Hogwarts.

The main purpose of coming this time is for the Philosopher’s Stone. Mr. LeMay doesn’t have enough materials to make the Philosopher’s Stone anymore, so Macon brought the materials himself this time, but Mr. LeMay heard that Macon wanted the Philosopher’s Stone It's just for building a house, so I don't get angry.

Lelia and Felina need the Philosopher's Stone as the core, as both of them are at the pinnacle of alchemy.

You can use the Sorcerer's Stone to build a house?This is simply overkill!This is also the reason why Mr. LeMay got angry earlier.

By the Black Lake of Hogwarts, Macon stood on the wide shore, looking at the metal blocks piled up on the ground, he raised his right hand to the highest point, and a small alchemy formation lit up at his fingertips, slowly Rotating slowly, a huge formation appeared on the top of the metal piled up mountain, shining with scarlet light.

"Dumbledore, have you ever seen this kind of formation falling from the sky?" Madam Maxim looked at Dumbledore beside her solemnly, "It reminds me of someone."

"Oh, he and Mr. Flamel knew each other. They created the alchemy doll together, which is the one that has become popular recently."

Dumbledore shrugged. Beauxbatons has a statue of Nicole Flamel. With their relationship, there is no way to hide it.

The huge refining formation exuding scarlet light gradually descended, and the covered metal blocks began to disappear, from top to bottom, until the refining formation fell to the ground, and the red light shot up into the sky. When the light dissipated, a huge piece of metal The board appeared on the ground, and Macon stretched out several ferocious black claws, depicting an alchemy formation on the giant metal board.

"Oh my god, Dumbledore, are you sure that's a black cat? What are those black claws? He's still a student at Hogwarts?" Karkaroff looked at those hideous and terrifying black claws in shock. The tip of his claws kept moving on the metal plate, sparking sparks, "If he participates in the Goblet of Fire, what will we compare to? How dare you stay in the school for such a monster?"

"No no no, Karkaroff, Macon is not a monster, he is just a student of Hogwarts, even the identity of the Reticent cannot change his identity as a student." Dumbledore looked at Mayon in the distance Ken said mysteriously, "Hogwarts itself has magical powers, and it will always bring people who love it together here."

After the alchemy formation was drawn, Macon snapped his fingers, and there was a light buzzing sound in the air, and the giant metal plate floated into the air. Macon controlled the black claws to grab a corner of the metal plate and grabbed it easily. Macon felt the weight of the giant metal plate, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Dumbledore, that alchemy circle makes that metal plate about the size of the castle ground as light as a feather! How much magic power does it need?"

Madame Maxime shook her head. Because of Nicole Flamel's relationship, Beauxbaton's school's alchemy is second to none in the entire wizarding world. Based on her understanding of alchemy, the magic supply required for that formation is too large. It's huge, so huge that at least dozens of adult wizards must use up all their magic power to keep the metal plate suspended in the air for a day.

"Madame Maxime, don't underestimate Macon. As far as I know, he is a black cat from the east." Dumbledore blinked. "In the mysterious and distant east, they will always perform miracles."

Macon came to the center of the alchemy formation on the metal plate, and put the magic stone in. After the red magic stone fell into the alchemy formation, the metal plate rose and fell in the air a few times, and finally floated to the designated height.

"What did he add to the alchemy formation? That little thing is too small, it seems to be red."

"Karkaroff, I didn't see clearly either. After all, I'm a bit old. Maybe you can ask Madame Maxime."

"Oh, Dumbledore, I didn't see clearly either, that thing is indeed too small."

The three of them stood together and looked at each other, but they didn't continue to discuss this topic. They turned their heads and continued to look at Macon's next operation.

Although Dumbledore didn't see what it was, the blood-like red color and the size reminded him of something, and he had a bad feeling in his heart.

With the magic stone supplying magic power, Macon controlled the metal plate to fly to the south side of the castle. He put his hands in the middle of the alchemy array, and the whole metal began to shake violently. The alchemy array above was divided into three, with the metal plate as the In the center, there is a refining formation on the upper and lower sides.

"Oh, my God, the combination is formed," Madame Maxime exclaimed, "It seems that he has obtained the true biography of Mr. Flamel."

"A combination of formations? I've only heard of combination magic formations." Karkaroff looked confused.

"Oh, no! This isn't a combination! What is this?"

Madam Maxim stared wide-eyed at the formation under the metal plate, and it began to split, and some small formations flew out continuously, and they stayed under the metal plate without relying on any external objects. Different, patchwork.