The Mysterious Black Cat at Hogwarts

"Harry, it's great that you're back safely, it's all right, it's really all right," Mrs. Weasley heard the hall door was opened, put down the half-peeled potato in her hand, and pulled Harry into her arms, I gave him a warm hug and looked around, "Where's Arthur? Why didn't he come back with you? How dare he let you come back by yourself?"

"Mr. Weasley was busy with work. A wizard blew up a Muggle toilet. Professor Dumbledore sent me back," Harry struggled to get out of Mrs. Weasley's arms, as she explained, "Don't worry, I'm fine, and all charges are cleared."

"Hey, that's how his job is, such trivial things that don't require Aurors to take action will always happen to him," Mrs. Weasley muttered and closed the door, "Okay, you should share it with Ron and the others, Don't make them worry about you."

"Thank you, Aunt Molly!"

Mrs. Weasley rubbed his head in satisfaction, Harry turned around and rushed up to the second floor.

Maybe her own son is as sensible as Harry, that would be great. Thinking of this, she couldn't help feeling sad, for her third son—Percy.

"Hi!~ I'm fine now... what are you doing?" Harry happily wanted to share the wonderful experience of his verbal battle against Fudge in the Wizengamot Tribunal today, but was lost in interest by the scene in front of him .

Hermione and Ron were sitting opposite each other, with fifteen round transparent marbles in front of each of them, and each marble had an exquisite mechanical structure inside. Macon was holding two little white cats, and Fred and George were leaning together , everyone stared at those marbles.

"I just came back from the Wizengamot Inquisition, guys! I thought you would care about me, but you're playing gobstones?" Harry sat down on the thick carpet with them, propping his chin, full of frustration. Unhappy face.

"Oh, welcome back, Harry. Ron, I think you should take this step," Fred pointed to the gobstone on the ground, "You can't lose anymore, my dear brother, this is already No. 15 innings."

"Harry, congratulations on your safe return, Hermione, I think you won this game again, it seems that Ron can only show his prowess in wizard chess." George shrugged and continued, "This game is over, What kind of smell do these gobstones emit?"

"Harry, do you want to try it too? These gobstones are very exquisite, and they should be in the collection of some pure-blood family." Ron lowered his head and thought about the next step, and introduced the thirty gobstones to Harry. Beautiful marbles.

"What kind of material is this? It doesn't seem to be glass or crystal." Harry picked up a marble and observed it carefully in front of his eyes. The crystal clear round marble even reflected colorful fluorescent lights through the sunlight.

"Natural diamonds," Macon told Harry, lifting the two little white cats and looking up, "that big eyeball that Moody gave me for my handwork."

"Oh my god, he's so rich?" Harry said in surprise. In his impression, Moody always wore a tattered robe. "Thirty marbles should be worth a lot of Galleons, right?"

"There are more than a few. Apart from the preciousness of the diamond itself, they are also gobstones. Although gobstones are not as popular as Quidditch, there are still many people who love this one. Witches play it," Ron continued after thinking for a while, "The set of gobstones that Moody gave Macon should be considered the most precious in the entire wizarding world, and it is difficult to measure their value with gold Galleons."

"Macon, why don't you leave it to us, it's enough to open several Weasley's Wizard Wheezes." Fred and George stared at the gobstones with bright eyes.

"Don't ask me, I'm not interested in this, I already gave it to Hermione." Macon shook his head, this thing was obviously given to Hermione by Moody to please himself, but he didn't want to owe favors, so he did it again A prosthetic eye similar to that of the old blind man was handed over to Moody.

Hermione took out a small bag, packed all the gobstones, put them into the black cat hairpin, and bent her big eyes to avoid their sight. Her meaning was very clear, this is my thing and no one will give it to anyone.

"I haven't lost this round yet!" Ron was obviously a little unhappy. He lost 14 rounds in a row, and he really wanted to win once.

"Hey, you don't know how to care about me," Harry said sourly, and then suddenly remembered Percy in the courtroom, "By the way, I saw Percy in the courtroom today, he became the judge Recorder, seems to be working for Fudge, and he didn't even look at me from the beginning to the end!"

"Oh~ you didn't mention Percy in front of Mum when you came, did you?" Ron said with his lips pursed and frowning. "That would make her cry."

"In our family, Dad throws things and Mum cries all the time when Percy is mentioned," Fred continued, shaking his head, "We've never seen him throw such a big tantrum. "

"Percy has changed. He is now the assistant minister of the Ministry of Magic. A month ago, his parents had a fight with him, and he never came home." George looked at Harry and patted his cheek. Thigh, "So, never mention Percy in front of Mom and Dad."

Harry nodded and stopped thinking about Percy. School will start in a few days, and he will return to Hogwarts to face new challenges...

As usual, the next semester's bibliography should have been delivered long ago, but there has been no movement so far, and the little wizards inevitably have a lot of fantasies. Maybe at this critical time, the school is closed?Or for their safety, they don't need to go to Hogwarts next semester or something like that. Finally, the day before the start of school, the textbook catalog of Hogwarts was delivered to them.

"This bibliography is so late, it should have arrived earlier," Ron complained, opening the letter that belonged to him, besides the bibliography, there was a piece of parchment and a badge that fell on the ground, he bent down to pick it up , opened it and looked at it, and suddenly froze in place, "Class, class, class, class..."

"A few days late, you can't be so excited?" Harry looked at Ron strangely, "What are you classing?"

"Prefect! Harry! I've become a prefect!" Ron violently raised the parchment in his hand, running around the living room like a madman.

"How could it be him!?" Fred and George exclaimed at the same time. They looked at each other and said at the same time, "Dear little Ronnie has become a prefect! Mom will definitely say so."

"I thought Harry would become a prefect too..." Hermione came out of the bedroom after hearing Ron's yell. Strong cups, these are bonus items.

"Hermione! I've become a prefect! Haha!" Seeing Hermione, Ron proudly raised the parchment and badge in his hand, "Look!"

"Congratulations." Hermione raised the parchment in her hand. "It's exactly the same as yours, except that my name is written on it."

"···"

"Oh, children, have you received the bibliography? I heard from Ginny that the bibliography has arrived. By the way, Ron, here is another letter from you, sent by Padma," Mrs. Weasley came to the second floor , I saw that everyone was holding the bibliographies in their hands, but my youngest son, Ron, was in a strange state, "Ron, what's wrong with you?"

"Hermione, look at the letter Padma gave me." Ron raised the letter in his hand to Hermione, and handed both the parchment and the letter to Mrs. Weasley, "She also became a Ravenclaw Prefects, we are all prefects!"

Hermione tilted her head, gave him a glare, and turned back to the bedroom. She wanted to tell them about the new college next term, but she obviously didn't want to talk about it now.