The Mysterious Black Cat at Hogwarts

In the gloomy and gloomy sky, heavy snow fell, and a black smoke in the sky flew towards the North Sea. A pitch-black triangular building stood there. This was Azkaban, which scared almost everyone in the wizarding world.

Black smoke fell above the triangular tower, where Fudge was trembling, with his hands folded in the front, breathing out the heat, and behind him, there was a suitcase on the ground.

"Why did you come here!?" Fudge's displeased tone trembled, he looked at the watch on his wrist, it was already past five o'clock in the morning, "I've been waiting for you here for six full hours! I Even prepare to go back to the Ministry of Magic to collect your body after dawn!"

"Look here! I'm hurt!" Voldemort covered his chest, revealing the torn corner of his clothes, "Dumbledore was not caught this time, but the black cat was caught instead!"

"It's impossible! As long as you kill Arthur Weasley, Dumbledore will definitely be angered. Even if he suppresses this tone, Weasley's idiots will make a big mess, and he will have to come sooner or later It's over, and I'll use Percy when the time comes..." Fudge said, he paused here, and questioned Voldemort suspiciously, "That black cat, don't provoke him, he won't take the initiative to take on such a thing! Dumbledore Also beware of that cat! Did you do other superfluous things?"

"I was about to kill, but the black cat has already arrived. Do you suspect me now?" A cold voice came from Voldemort's mouth. She drew out her wand and pointed at Fudge, "Who insisted on me carrying out this plan?"

"It's me! That's right! Because of your connection with Potter! I told you this!" Fudge continued with a sneer on his face, "In case you don't know after being seen by Potter! Besides, Azkaban I come to this place, it is more suitable than you!"

"Shut up!" Voldemort roared in shame, and a killing curse hit Fudge in front of him, "Don't put gold on your face, did that bug tell you? Fudge, it's useless to say that now! Magic The Ministry's plan has failed."

"Voldemort! I don't want to argue with you here now, especially in this damn weather," Fudge finished, picking up the suitcase on the ground and throwing it to her, "only a small half of your people have been replaced, two Muggles Only in exchange for your rotten fish and rotten shrimp, I also agreed to a few unreasonable conditions from the dementor, this is the last time!"

"Why is there only a small half?" Voldemort frowned and said, "We agreed before to replace them all."

"In order not to attract attention, I can only go to those homeless people! And you have the nerve to say that? A few times before I replaced a few groups of people, they couldn't even fly out of the North Sea, and they were blocked by the guys from the Order of the Phoenix." When it was caught, almost all of them sank into the sea to feed the fish, what were you doing at that time?"

"I'm trying to find my own wand, which was hidden by Peter Pettigrew, and it took a lot of work."

"Peterina Pettigrew?" Fudge was stunned for a moment, he didn't understand the Death Eaters' way of doing things, "The wand is such an important thing, leave it to your subordinates for safekeeping, you don't even know the location, so you send someone to silence him ?”

"Huh? My soul has been scattered, and I have some memory loss. According to my information, Pettigrew Peter was captured and taken into Azkaban by you!" Fudge's words also made Voldemort puzzled, "You said he was poisoned. died?"

"Yes! I was poisoned to death, bleeding from seven holes, and the pool of blood gathered into the Dark Mark." Fudge was a little impatient, because it was too cold here, "Peter, that idiot, everyone thought he killed him I missed you, maybe I was killed by one of your rotten fish and rotten shrimps, now is not the time to talk about this, the group of the Order of the Phoenix is ​​nearby, maybe in the sky, maybe hiding in the sea, or here Below the tower, let's get out of here quickly."

"They are not rotten fish and rotten shrimp! Fudge! I don't want to hear that word from you again!" Voldemort gave Fudge a bitter look, and turned into black smoke and rushed into the sky.

"Oh~ this is really charming, maybe you should change your name and live a good life..." Fudge apparated and left here muttering.

Several bubbles rose from the sea below the tower of Azkaban. They were members of the Order of the Phoenix. They were wearing diving suits studded with flame turtle crystals, and they had been squatting on the reef, submerging themselves in the icy sea water.

"Moody! That black smoke is Voldemort! He and Fudge met above Azkaban, why don't we stop them?" Sirius lifted the Bubble Curse, suppressed his anger, and asked Moody beside him.

"Something is wrong. That Fudge may be a fake. Even if it is real, he still has problems. This can't be hidden from my new eye!" Moody said, pointing to his prosthetic eye that is no different from the real one, " This eye can't see him! This is too strange! Let's go back to the headquarters first, tell Dumbledore about this first, and then I'll ask Macon, rushing up rashly will only lead to death!"

Sirius took a deep breath and calmed himself down. As a seasoned ex-Auror, Moody had no reason to question his words.

Hogwarts Headmaster's Office, Macon has brought the injured Mr. Weasley back here. The whole family hugged each other and listened to Mr. Weasley telling them about the thrilling experience tonight. Of course, some thrilling events He must have kept his mouth shut.

"Thank you, Macon, thanks for being here tonight." Dumbledore returned to his usual state, became kind, and even waved his wand to let the house elves bring food.

"You don't need to thank me, you should be more worried about Fudge, ahhh!" The black cat picked up a piece of grilled fish and stuffed it into its mouth, chewed a couple of mouthfuls, and swallowed it whole, "The news from Voldemort that Fudge has already It was parasitized by unknown people."

"Unknown...," Dumbledore pondered for a while, "Macon, don't tell the Department of Mysteries this news for the time being. According to their code of conduct, they will definitely attack Fudge directly. The current wizarding world can't stand it." Toss, especially now that Voldemort has shown himself."

"It's none of the cat's business, as long as he doesn't provoke me." The black cat turned its head and continued to eat the grilled fish. The silent man's code of conduct?Silent people never intervene in politics, but this does not mean that they will not care about the lives of innocent people. Every silent person's death is to let more people live, no matter their duty is real or illusory, their beliefs is correct and noble.

After eating, the black cat left the headmaster's office with warm thanks from the Weasley family. Under the threat of the dean's identity and the cat's claw, the fat lady who was in charge of guarding the Gryffindor lounge quickly opened the door .

"Macon!" Hermione saw the black cat walk into the lounge, and quickly stepped forward to hold it in her arms, "Why are you here?"

"In the middle of the night, I woke up from the cold and found that you hadn't come back yet, so I came to see you." The black cat blinked at her. "Without you, I couldn't sleep peacefully."

Sitting on the sofa in the lounge, Professor McGonagall who was holding "Transfiguration Today" saw Macon come back, heaved a sigh of relief, shook his head with a smile, and continued to look at the magazine in his hand.

"It's full of nonsense, I don't believe it," Hermione put the black cat in her hands, looked around at 360 degrees, and hugged him back in her arms with satisfaction, "The whole Gryffindor dormitory is rumored that Mr. Weasley has been abused." Voldemort's attack, and Professor McGonagall has told me, you went to rescue him."