The Mysterious Black Cat at Hogwarts

September is the rainy season in England again. The sky was still clear in the morning, but it was already covered with dark clouds at noon, and it began to rain lightly.

Macon came to the castle through the floating platform, and Hermione, Harry, Ron, and Seamus were walking towards them listlessly.

"What's the matter with you?" Macon asked Hermione curiously, "Today is the first day of the new semester."

"Macon, there are a lot of people spreading unfavorable remarks against Harry and Dumbledore," Hermione seemed a little annoyed, "I have stopped many times this morning, but there are too many of those people."

"Don't worry about those people. You can't shut everyone up. Rumors stop at the wise." Macon stroked Hermione's hair, it felt good, and rubbed it again.

"But I'm a prefect now, so I can't just watch them misbehaving," Hermione continued, pulling the hand that made trouble on her head, "If it was just a few people, I wouldn't care about them at all, but it's obviously not the case now, those who believe in prophecies People from a daily newspaper wantonly spread those maliciously smeared speeches, this is too bad, I have to think of a good countermeasure!"

"Hermione, you may not know that the people who believe in the Daily Prophet are not only wizards in school, my mother even wants me to stay at home this semester." Seamus shrugged, "I actually ran out secretly .”

"Sorry Seamus," Harry looked at Seamus apologetically, "because I made you..."

"What are you talking about, buddy, it's none of your business," Seamus grabbed Harry's neck, "We're good brothers."

"Okay, let's go to lunch first." Macon walked into the cafeteria and found that the little wizards were all looking at Harry who came in from behind. The telepathic ability from the earth burrowing insect allowed him to quickly distinguish who they were. Who is good and who is evil? In his impression, some young wizards born in Muggles are mostly holding the attitude of watching a show, while some young wizards born in wizarding families are more suspicious, and most of the evil thoughts come from them. Those pure-blood families of Leitlin.

When Draco saw Macon coming in, he smiled helplessly at him, and Macon shook his head with a bitter expression.

"Macon, aren't you going to the professor's seat?" Hermione sat down and found that he was still sitting in the old seat.

"Well, it's better for me to sit here, sitting in a row with that toad will affect my appetite."

"We're in the front row, you can see her when you look up."

"Because you are here, you are beautiful and delicious."

"..." Ron looked at Padma in Ravenclaw in the distance. She was still talking and laughing with her dormmates, obviously not paying attention to her gaze, "What a bad day."

"Yeah, the first History of Magic class in the morning was boring, followed by two Potions classes, but that wasn't the worst part," Harry sighed, the two linked Potions classes in the morning, That was really frustrating, and Snape was so happy, "The first divination class in the afternoon, I don't know what kind of death Trelawney will predict about me this time, and there are two new classes to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts class, I don't expect her to teach us anything."

"I didn't mean this when I said bad, but you are right. I really hope that Fred and George's quick-acting skipping candy will be researched sooner. I heard that they have encountered trouble with nosebleed nougat recently."

"Are they really going to make nosebleed nougat? I thought it was just a joke!"

"Fred and George are like real businessmen, aren't they? I've seen them through since I was a kid."

"Ron, you are a prefect now! How could you have the idea of ​​skipping class?" Hermione looked at him in disbelief when she heard Ron's words.

"That's right, I'm a prefect now, and I can't take this Hogwarts class!" Ron complained, looking down at the prefect badge on his chest, he wanted to resign the prefect position to Professor McGonagall, But he was afraid of being broken by Mrs. Weasley.

"Ron, you don't seem to have demonstrated the value of a prefect all morning. I mean, Hermione almost takes care of all your work, except for the usual management discipline, such as distributing class schedules, arranging the wizards of the house to be on duty, and club applications. Approval, and the search for Quidditch substitutes for senior seniors, as they are graduating soon."

Ron was silent. He didn't know why his dream was to be a prefect.

While he was still in a daze, owls flew in one after another. Judging from the water droplets dripping from their bodies, it seemed that it was raining heavily outside.

Macon looked up at the owls, and found that most of their claws were holding the Daily Prophet...

"Students, good afternoon!" Umbridge said loudly with a smile in her deliberately girly voice after seeing all the little wizards in the classroom sit down.

"Good afternoon." A few little wizards here and there muttered.

"This is not acceptable. You are a new generation with vigor and vitality." Umbridge was obviously dissatisfied with their performance. "Do it again, show your energy!"

"Good afternoon! Meow meow!"

This time the sound is much louder than before, and it is relatively neat. If there is no meowing, then, no, where did the meowing come from?

Umbridge quickly turned his head and searched every corner of the classroom until he found a black cat lying on an empty desk with its back to her, and beside him were two little white cats. cat.

"Is this your cat?" Umbridge looked at Hermione who was sitting next to the black cat. "Who allowed you to bring your pet into the classroom?"

"Professor, this is not my pet. If you don't believe me, you can ask other people." Hermione raised her innocent eyes and blinked. "Maybe your class is too good."

"It's a feral cat outside and comes here to sleep every day, the sun is good in that location."

"That's right, it's probably because the professor's class is very exciting, even the animals know that they can sleep well when they come here."

"···"

"Shut up! How dare you fool the professor! This is obviously someone's pet, look at the silver ring on its tail and the snake-shaped collar around its neck!"

Umbridge looked at the tail ring and felt a little familiar, but he didn't remember where he had seen it for a while, but now he had to drive the black cat out of the classroom. Thinking of this, he had to lift the back of the black cat's neck, The snake's head on the blue snake-shaped collar suddenly raised up, spitting out a snake letter and staring closely at her fingers.

"Ah!~" There was a shrill scream, the super high decibel made all the little wizards cover their ears.

"Snake! Snake! Snake!" She panickedly pointed at the green snake, goosebumps all over her body, jumping up and down on the ground.

"Professor, you're a wizard," Hermione kindly reminded Umbridge, "take out your wand and use a spell!"

"Yes, yes, yes! I am a wizard, I am a wizard! Wingardim Leviosa!" Umbridge pulled out a short, thin, pointed wand and pointed it at the black cat, intending to cast the levitation spell to bring the black cat away. Tossed out of the classroom, but apparently something went wrong with her spell.

"Professor, it's not Wingardim Levioza~, it's Wingardium Levioza~," Hermione corrected her spell.

"Yes, yes, Yugardim, Levi~Osa~," Umbridge said the spell again, but the Levitation Charm still didn't take effect.

"Professor, you're swinging your wand wrong. The trick is to wave and shake before casting the spell." Hermione looked at her trembling hand and reminded her again.

"Yes, yes! This time it will definitely work! I was too nervous just now, too nervous!" Umbridge waved again and finally successfully cast the Levitation Charm this time, but the black cat and the two little white cats still remained Lie honestly.