The Mysterious Black Cat at Hogwarts

Harry and Ron, who returned to the dormitory, also received their Christmas gifts. After Harry unwrapped the invisibility cloak Dumbledore gave him, he decided to go to the restricted area of ​​the library to find clues about Nicholas Flamel.

After being discovered by Filch who was watching the night, he fled in a hurry, and finally found the Mirror of Erised. Harry saw his parents in the mirror, and ran back to pull Ron to find the mirror. Seeing myself in the mirror becoming a prefect, and seeing myself winning a Quidditch match.

Dumbledore hugged Macon and cast the Disillusionment Charm to remain invisible. When Harry and Ron left, Macon looked at Dumbledore and asked, "Mr. Headmaster, are you staying up in the middle of the night just to see this? "

"Macon, it's normal for a principal to care about his students."

"Mr. Principal, I sympathize with what happened to Harry, but have you sought the consent of the other's parents for what you are doing now? Maybe they just want Harry to live an ordinary life."

Macon jumped from Dumbledore onto a table, staring at Dumbledore closely with his beautiful yellow-green eyes, and questioned the greatest white wizard of our time.

"Macon, how could you? Say that?" Dumbledore looked at Macon in surprise.

"Mr. Principal, I don't know when you started to make arrangements, but ever since I discovered all kinds of coincidences around Harry, I have started to doubt it."

"No, you don't know what's going on here."

"Mr. Principal, everyone has their own way to go. You can choose to help him when he falls, or even help him avoid obstacles on the road, but you cannot control his direction."

"Macon! I'm old, I'm running out of time, Harry is my last hold, and it's all in my hands now."

"Oh? Dear Mr. Principal, do you want me to say something out of your control? Like Harry..."

Before Macon could finish his words, Dumbledore was already furious, and a strong aura surged from the white wizard, turning into gusts of wind. As expected, Harry was the only reverse scale of the old bee.

Macon was instantly locked on by the killing intent, his animal instincts were aroused, his dark hair stood on end, and his black ferocious claws gave up capturing the surrounding magic elements, and they appeared one after another!

Dumbledore, looking at the black claws that suddenly appeared behind the black cat, his pupils constricted. This was something he had never seen before, irritable and ferocious, greedy and weird.

'Ultimate Protection of All' After Dumbledore cast defensive spells on the surrounding buildings, he began to cast various protective spells on himself.

'Ultimate Armor Curse' 'Ultimate Elemental Shield'···

All kinds of defensive spells were used one after another as if they didn't need money. Of the dozen or so defensive spells, Macon could only recognize four or five.

Dumbledore suddenly thought of something, and pointed his head with the Elder Wand to block his brain.

Maomao called it a good guy!This old bee is going crazy, Macon dare not be careless!No one has as many means as others, so it depends on quality!

Maomao's tail shook rapidly, and the Iron Armor Curse was constantly superimposed on its body.

At this time, Dumbledore's whole body was shining with all kinds of magical protection, whether it was the dense magic spells on his body, or the continuously rotating magic circles on his head and feet, all of them exuded dazzling light.

Compared to Dumbledore's Macon, it's just ugly, no matter how much the armor curse is stacked, it doesn't have special effects!

The White Devil waved the Elder Wand, and all the tables and chairs around turned into sharp spikes and shot towards the black cat.

Macon was naturally not to be outdone, and his ferocious black claws quickly extended, crushing the stinging thorns, and kept approaching the White Demon King.

The spikes that exploded in the air turned back into broken tables and chairs, and were transformed into spikes again by the transformation spell applied by both sides, bombarding each other frantically.

Macon stretched out his black claws from the spiritual sea to resist the spikes, while the White Demon King let the spikes hit the protective magic, because it couldn't break the defense at all.

Dumbledore stared solemnly at the black claws approaching in front of him, but he couldn't figure out what it was.

Finally, the ferocious black claws violently hit the shield, and the white devil's defensive magic was torn apart layer by layer by the black claws.

With the continuous waving of the black claws, Macon had to stop the transformation spell, burn his magic power, and strengthen his spirituality. The ring on his tail had become hot.

Dumbledore raised the old wand and said slowly: "Fiend..."

"Mr. Principal! Calm down!" Macon quickly controlled Black Claw to retract slowly, Mao Mao decisively admitted that Fiercefire is no fun, and he was still standing on the left!

Dumbledore put away the Elder Wand, his eyes seemed to be able to see through everything, he stared at Macon, countless magic runes flowed through his cloudy eyes, but in his eyes, the black cat was always shrouded in black mist.He, from beginning to end, failed to see through this black cat!

"You, what exactly are you?" Dumbledore was afraid of those ferocious black claws that retracted.

"Mr. Principal, I'm just an ordinary black cat. Well, you won't believe it. Let's put it this way, I'm a student of Hogwarts. I don't mean any harm to you. Next, I will report what I have found. Tell you about Harry."

"Tell me, what did you find?"

"In Harry, there is the same soul as Ravenclaw's crown! Although that soul is very weak!"

"Do you know Horcruxes?" Dumbledore narrowed his eyes slightly, "It's an extremely evil magic. By murdering and storing his soul on an object, Voldemort split his soul. He should Made multiple Horcruxes!"

"Although I don't know what a Horcrux is, the soul of Voldemort on Harry is different from the soul on the Ravenclaw crown I met before. He is too weak. If such a weak soul is attached to a person, if there is no External means, except for bewitching, have no effect, and in order to show my sincerity, I have never done anything to it."

"You mean, Voldemort didn't leave this soul on purpose, maybe he didn't even know it?"

"Mr. Principal, I think so." Macon came to the Mirror of Erised with graceful steps.

Ripples appeared on the magic mirror. It was a few doctors in white coats sitting at the dining table, talking and laughing with tired faces.

Macon squatted in front of the magic mirror, looking at the familiar picture in the mirror, which was a canteen dinner after a high-risk operation.

"Mr. Principal, I may never go back..." Macon's voice was a little low.

Dumbledore was shocked to see the image of the magic mirror and the black cat squatting on the ground. He turned out to be a person. Since the first time they met, Dumbledore had checked Macon, and it was indeed the cat's soul. It reminded him of the picture in the magic mirror, shouldn't that be this world, rebirth... Dumbledore was thoughtful.