The Mysterious Black Cat at Hogwarts

The fourth page of the Canon of the Seven Secrets of the Earth——The Call of the Earth Gang. On the page is a huge black-gray meat worm without limbs. Its head is like a bag, and countless octopus-like tentacles emerge from it.

As the fourth page merged into the black cat's body, he gradually understood the function of this skill. This kind of huge, tentacled worm was called the earth-burrower.

The Digang Summoning Test talisman did not allow him to summon the earth-burrowing insect, but let him inherit the two extraordinary abilities of the earth-burrowing insect, which made the black cat very excited. A telepathic ability that is always on can invade the world at any time. The mind of an ordinary person can be controlled as he pleases, and an ability that is temporarily useless to him, high temperature resistance!

The living environment of the burrower is close to the core of the earth, which also means that he can withstand a high temperature of at least [-] degrees Celsius. Is this really a bath in a magma pool?

The black cat scratched its ass and returned to the floating city. It was almost dawn, so go back to catch up on sleep. Today's breakfast is not to be missed.

"Macon, eat slowly, no one will compete with you," Hermione looked at the black cat squatting on the dining table with a headache. The plates in front of her were piled up into a high wall, and the black cat was still on the plate. He poured it into his mouth, "Why do you suddenly become so edible?"

"Are you hungry? But you've eaten too much, right?" Hermione shook her head, then froze for a moment, then looked at the black cat who was eating like crazy, "Did you just talk? eat!"

"A spell?" Hermione looked suspiciously at the black cat. She didn't believe it was a spell. She had read many books on spells, but she had never heard of it. She could send words directly into other people's minds. The curse, "Macon, these are not important, the important thing is that you are really okay if you eat like this?"

"Daddy Black Cat is really amazing, Felina can't eat anymore," Felina touched her swollen belly sadly, "When can I be like Daddy Black Cat?"

"Fielina, you can't make your stomach swollen, that would look indecent." Lelia picked up her older sister's airs and began to reprimand her younger sister.

In the entire cafeteria, the little wizards who were full were lying on the dining table and counting the empty plates in front of the black cat. The Gryffindor dining table obviously couldn't be piled up. On Chippa's table.

Dumbledore looked at the black cat that was eating madly with a livid face. Do you want to eat Hogwarts down for this breakfast?

The kitchen was extremely busy, all the house elves were clenching their teeth and cooking hard, they couldn't care less about the taste, and the elf who was in charge of transporting the food with magic was already lying on the ground exhausted.

"Food Warehouse No. 13 is running out of stock!"

"Food Warehouse No. 14 is running out of stock!"

"Number..."

"Hic!~~~~" There was a huge burp, shaking the walls of the dining hall in the cafeteria to the point of collapse.

The black cat stopped eating, not because he was full, but after eating, it became more and more unpalatable, until finally, looking at the plate of alive and kicking fish in front of him, he completely lost his appetite.

"Oh my god! 7077 plates! Macon's stomach hasn't changed at all!"

"How often does he eat like this? I mean, how much food do you have in your Hogwarts kitchens?"

"He's in Durmstrang, he's sure to starve to death!"

"Be quiet, everyone!" Dumbledore stood up, waved his wand, and sent those obtrusive empty plates back to the kitchen, "The Triwizard Tournament is over, Beauxbatons and Durmstrang The school will return today, let us draw a successful conclusion to their trip with warm applause."

"This legendary event, apart from the Triwizard Cup, is even more valuable because it allowed you to gather at Hogwarts and gain a friendship that is more precious than honor. In the future, you will meet again,..."

The black cat lay comfortably on its back on the dining table, with its legs crossed, listening to Dumbledore's long speech, and leisurely picking its teeth with its cat's nails.

The food that enters the stomach is quickly digested and transformed into spirituality, which allows him to eat freely without worrying about being overwhelmed. The positive effect brought by the emotional power of overeating is obviously much better than the negative effect , and as long as you stay at Hogwarts for one day, you can spend one day for free.

After breakfast, Dumbledore took the little wizards to the square to see off Beauxbatons and Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Harry, Cedric, Fleur, and Krum walked together. As the four warriors of the Triwizard Tournament, they also had a deep friendship during this year.

"I'm sorry, Fleur, Cedric, and Harry, I didn't intend to attack you in the maze that day," Krum felt a little ashamed, "I found out afterwards that I was under the Imperius Curse."

"It's okay, Krum, we were all fooled by Barty Jr." Harry walked forward and hugged Krum, whispering in his ear, "Be careful of Karkaroff, he's a Death Eater , you must be careful in Durmstrang."

Krum was stunned for a moment, then patted Harry's shoulder with a smile. This smile surprised the other three people, who basically had never seen Krum smile before.

"Don't worry about Karkaroff, he escaped last night," Krum snorted contemptuously, "after hearing the news of Voldemort's return."

The four hugged each other and smiled at each other.

"Harry, Cedric, and Krum, goodbye, it was a pleasure meeting you." Fleur said, turned and left, and ran to Hermione, because Gabriel was still moving the black cat there .

"Sister, are we leaving so soon?" Gabriel reluctantly touched the black cat in Hermione's arms, looked at her sister and nodded, "Macon, when Gabriel grows up, we will Take you back to Beauxbatons!"

Under Hermione's angry eyes, the Delacour sisters hurried back to the carriage.

The send-off ended quickly, because of Voldemort, they all needed to go back and make preparations, and after watching them leave,

Macon was about to return to Floating City with Hermione to pack his things, when Dumbledore took him to the office, put him on the table, and cushioned him.

"Macon, Hogwarts needs your help now," Dumbledore said to him seldom straight to the point, "I have a hunch that something will happen here after the holiday."

"Mr. Principal, I'm just an ordinary kitten." The black cat narrowed its eyes. Today's old bee is not normal. "If you have something to do, you might as well just say it."

"I contacted some people last night and received their reply this morning. Voldemort has already started to act, and what you said is right." Dumbledore sat back in his chair and sighed, "Fudge really has a problem , I wrote a lot of suggestions and measures against Voldemort, if he had been in the way he was before, or a normal Fudge, he would definitely write to me overnight to refute me, unfortunately, I have not received a reply so far."

"Furthermore, the news about Voldemort has already spread. Little Barty is like an abandoned child. Neither the Death Eaters nor the Ministry of Magic have taken any action so far. This is really abnormal."

After Dumbledore finished speaking, he put a newspaper in front of the black cat and motioned him to take a look. Macon looked at the front page.

The headmaster of Hogwarts, Albus Dumbledore, still insists on fighting against the Dark Lord because of his old age and delusions caused by insanity.

"I'd rather be described as an old lunatic with a rigid mind than an old man with dementia," Dumbledore was obviously annoyed by Fudge, "they moved too fast."

"Mr. Principal, how can I help Hogwarts?" Macon smiled and looked at Dumbledore. "Do you want me to take action directly, kill the Ministry of Magic, and become the third Dark Lord?"

"Listen, Macon, after the vacation is over, I will definitely be their target, so you have to help me watch Hogwarts," Dumbledore put his hands on the table, leaned down, and stared at the black cat , said seriously, "Congratulations Macon, you're fired!"