The Mysterious Black Cat at Hogwarts

"Come and open your mouth, ah~" Macon picked up the mutton roll with chopsticks, put it in the boiling hot pot, rinsed it three times, and blew it into Hermione's mouth. At this time, the small cubicle was filled with fog, and a small table and It turns out that the tables in the compartment are connected together, and all kinds of hot pot ingredients are placed on them. A small copper stove in the middle exudes an attractive spicy smell.

"Cough cough cough! ~ Macon, can you think of a way? This hot pot tastes great, but this compartment is too small," Harry looked at Macon and He who seemed to be covered by a transparent cover. sensitive.

Macon looked at the window and wagged his tail. The glass on the window exposed a round hole in the middle, forming a section of glass tube that extended above the hot pot and expanded into a bell mouth, just like a vacuum cleaner. The mist in the compartment They were all drawn out with the smell of smoke.

"Huh? What's the smell? Are there other foods served on the Hogwarts Express?"

"I don't know, it smells like mutton. It smells so good. I don't want to eat this sandwich."

"Me too, I don't want to eat the sponge cake my mother made."

"My mom and dad thought there would be lunch on the train, but I ended up with snacks, and you'll be fine if you have some!"

"···"

"Praise Macon! It's so full!" Ron spread out on the armchair, traveling with Macon, he didn't need to think about food at all, not only the food tastes good, but sometimes he can eat rare ingredients, "The one from Sirius A dog called Sophie is really abominable, and mother is very troubled by it."

"Hi~" Harry burped, took out a tissue to wipe his mouth, and spread it on the backrest, "So, that's why we've been eating potato stew for over a month?"

"I heard from her that the meat was bought fresh, and there was nothing in the food storage room except potatoes, not even mice!" Ron looked enviously at Macon who was still eating hot pot , "I should have stocked up on more food in the black cat pendant like Macon did."

"That's a good idea," Harry rolled his eyes at him, and then said, "You have to have money first."

"Yeah, buddy, I don't have any money," said Ron, tugging at his new robe, "Fred and George bought this outfit, except for my socks, but I can go back tonight No more ragout, Hogwarts, I miss those drumsticks so much."

"Ron, you can go to them, and even if you help them, they will give you some salary." Harry looked at Ron helplessly, it's wrong for you to always think of free food.

"Let's talk about it after I graduate. If I go to work for them, I will definitely become their experimental product. You may not know that there used to be a ghoul in the attic of my house. It was often bullied. It was so miserable... ·" Ron shook his head at this point, not wanting to recall the terrible scene again, "I think it must have had enough of Fred and George's pranks before it left the Burrow."

"But you can't deny that the two of them will indeed make money." Harry thought for a while and continued, "I heard from them that they made a total of more than 1000 Galleons in the Triwizard Tournament."

"More than 1000 Galleons?" Ron sat up straight, "I said how could they be so kind to buy me new clothes, but unfortunately, I don't have the money to bet with them."

"Ron, Harry said this is not asking you to bet, remember Ludo Bagman?" Macon took out a newspaper and handed it to him, "Look, his goblin Creditors, wish to swallow him alive."

Ron didn't bother to read the newspaper, but Harry took it and read it carefully.

"On the night before the third event, he approached me and asked me to lose the game on purpose. He said the ratio was too low to make money," Harry's words aroused Ron's interest, and he handed the newspaper After giving it to him, he continued, "It's hard to imagine that he is actually a director of the Ministry of Magic."

"Fred and George only bet on you to win in the first competition," Macon looked at Harry amusedly, "but because you killed the Horntail, the multiplier directly collapsed. At the beginning of this project, they changed the betting content, betting on how you will win, although there are very few wizards involved in this kind of temporary opening, they still made them a lot of money.”

"Macon, you won't be involved too, are you?" Harry looked at him in surprise, he told himself that he used Transfiguration.

"No, as a supervisor, I definitely won't bet on it." Macon continued to eat hot pot, it was only a small amount of money, he didn't care at all.

"I can prove that Macon didn't participate in the betting," Hermione said with a squinted smile, "but I did, and Fred showed me the betting form when he passed by. There are all methods of underwater breathing above, and the one with the lowest magnification is the bubble head spell, but I know he doesn’t know how to use this spell. I skipped the options of potions and props, and only the option of transfiguration was left for spells, and there was no one to choose, so I chose the highest one."

"Oh~ why didn't you tell me?" Ron felt that he had missed a chance to make a fortune, "I'm sitting not far from you!"

"At that time, you were gnawing on chicken legs in a fit of anger, as if no strangers were allowed in," Hermione spread her hands after finishing speaking, "Also, it's useless to tell you, you have no money at all."

"..." Ron was speechless for a while. He really had no money at the time, only a bag of leprechaun gold coins picked up at the Quidditch World Cup. The bag of gold coins disappeared before the end of the game, but why did the surrounding Everyone seems to know that they have no money.

The Hogwarts Express slowly stopped at Hogsmeade Station. Little wizards poured out from the train door. Harry looked blankly at the senior witch on the platform. With a protruding chin, she is holding a lantern to welcome new students.

"Where's Hagrid?" Harry asked Ginny, who got out of the car before them.

"I don't know, Harry, that witch was welcoming the new students when they came down." Ginny looked around, but also did not find Hagrid's figure. She found two roommates waving to her beside the carriage and pointing at them. Say, "I'm leaving with them, they're waiting for me."

"There's no need to look for it, Hagrid has his business, so hurry up and take the carriage to the auditorium." Macon stretched his waist, and pulled Hermione towards the Thestral carriages.

Every year when school starts, there are hundreds of Thestral carriages here, which are responsible for sending them to the auditorium. The first time Harry rode in a Thestral carriage, it was full of novelty. The carriage not pulled by horses made him firmly believe in the magic of magic.

But the scene in front of him made him completely confused. Luna Lovegood, the mad girl of Ravenclaw, was standing in front of the carriage, stroking the air in front of her.

"You are? Luna?" Harry had only heard of her in rumors. This Ravenclaw witch always imagined that he saw some strange creatures and firmly believed in their existence.

"Hello, Harry," Luna whispered back to Harry, still looking at a point that was empty in front of the carriage.

"You, what are you looking at?" Harry hesitated and still asked his doubts, although he felt that it would be rude to ask this question if he knew that the other party was abnormal, "Sorry, I was just looking at you... "

"Harry, these are thestrals, they are very kind." After Luna finished speaking, she turned and got into a carriage ahead.

"Hurry up, Harry, the carriage is almost full." Ron poked his head out of the window, urging Harry.

"Huh? Where's Macon?" After entering the carriage, Harry found Neville sitting next to Hermione.

"He said he had something to do, so he left first. That witch just now was a crazy girl from Ravenclaw?" Ron said and squeezed into the carriage. The two of them could occupy the carriage that could have seated six people Three positions, "What are you talking about? Those invisible creatures?"

"Thestrals! She said these wagons were pulled by thestrals," thought Harry, who had never heard the name before, "I couldn't see the Thestrals she was talking about, and I had no idea what a Thestral was. "

"Is that thing called a Thestral?" Neville looked forward, and he could see a scrawny horse with a dragon head and a pair of bat wings, with four hooves, pulling the carriage at a fast pace.

"Can you see it!?" Harry looked at Neville in surprise, "Isn't that a creature of her imagination?"

"Harry, I can't see it, nor have I heard of a Thestral." Ron folded his arms, a little disapprovingly.

"Can't you all see it? That big guy! I could see it the first time I rode in a carriage," Neville looked at everyone in the carriage, "I was taken aback at first, but you all acted like nothing happened. Look, I thought you were all used to it."