The Mysterious Black Cat at Hogwarts

After visiting Neville's parents, Mr. Weasley and Mrs. Weasley stayed there and waited for nightfall to help Mrs. Longbottom transfer the patients. Macon was responsible for sending the others back to 12 Grimmauld Place.

"Cool! The unicorn carriage, is it the only one in the wizarding world?" Fred looked at Macon's carriage parked outside, and said enviously, "I've wanted to ride in this for a long time."

"Dude, today is our chance, I want to sit in the front driver's seat!" George yelled, and rushed to the carriage, just as he was about to climb up, he felt a chill in his waist, "Macon? What kind of magic is cast here?"

"The driving seat, but no one has ever sat in it. They may not be used to it, and they are hostile to you." Macon walked forward and stroked their necks, "Okay, go up, don't touch the horses. Ass, be careful to get kicked."

This unicorn carriage was not big, and there was no traceless stretching spell in it. Except for the driver's seat in the front, there could only be four people sitting in the back. The Weasley twins obviously didn't want to be squeezed together with the two big guys, Harry and Ron.

The carriage gradually lost its shape, left the range of St. Mungo's Muggle Repelling Spell, and went straight into the sky.

"Macon, Hermione, are you still coming this holiday?" Harry asked the two people in the carriage in front of No. 12 Grimmauld Place, "Dumbledore won't let me leave here. It took a lot of work to get to St. Mungo's, I need to stay here for three weeks, I can't go anywhere."

"Harry, I'm sorry," Hermione shook her head. "You know, I have a younger sister. Dad has been taking care of her. This holiday, I want him to rest."

"Huh?" Macon looked at Hermione in surprise, "Then why was I taking Irene with Mr. Granger when he was resting?"

"Yeah, she likes your cat's tail, and I can't help it," Hermione spread her hands, "Besides, I'm very busy now, this year is the OWLs year, and Umbridge's education order has completely disrupted Hogwarts. The rhythm of teaching, those useless and super many homework, completely useless in the exam."

"Does she like it? Hold it and stuff it in her mouth, that little milk tooth is like a small file!" Macon shook his head helplessly, then looked at Harry again, "If you feel that the holiday is boring, you can find it for yourself. Do something, haven't you been having a headache about dreaming about Voldemort?"

"You have a solution!?" Harry's face was full of surprise, as long as he didn't dream of Voldemort, he would be able to sleep soundly. Now, not only are there dark circles under his eyes, but they are also very faint.

"You can write to Dumbledore and ask him to help you find an Occlumency Master and learn Occlumency..."

The unicorn carriage drove Macon and Hermione away from Grimmauld Place. Hermione looked out of the window for a while, and then looked at Macon again. She wanted to open her mouth a few times, but hesitated to speak.

"What? Don't ask me why I didn't give him that notebook?" Macon looked at Hermione amusedly.

"You must have your reasons, I'm just curious," Hermione knew that Snape's notebook that recorded Occlumency and Inspiriting was still in his hand, she rolled her eyes and thought for a while Continued, "Snape is also a member of the Order of the Phoenix? You want him to surprise Harry by teaching him himself?"

"Is there any more? Go on, you're only half right," Macon picked Hermione up from the seat and put her on his lap. "I'm going to see how smart my little witch is today."

"You told me before about Snape's patron saint, let me know that he never forgets Harry's mother, so Snape's feelings for Harry are very complicated, there is no anger and resentment, but more regret and self-sacrifice. blame," Hermione looked at Macon proudly, "so you are creating opportunities for them, so that they can untie their knots!"

"Congratulations~" Macon drew a long tone in shock, seeing the smile on Hermione's face getting bigger and bigger, "What you said is completely wrong!"

"Impossible!" Hermione insisted on her own thoughts, and looked at Macon angrily, "I must be right, you just deliberately said that my answer is wrong."

"What you said is reasonable, but it's not my purpose. It's definitely not right. Come here and I'll tell you why..."

Unconvinced, Hermione wanted to grab Macon's black cat ears, but she sat on his lap and couldn't reach them at all. She could only stand up and stick to his mouth. As Macon slowly stated his purpose, she The expression on his face became more and more weird, and finally he pulled his cat ears angrily, "Macon! What's going on in your mind all day!~"

Harry rushed back to the bedroom in a hurry, took out the letter paper and started writing to Dumbledore. In order to let Dumbledore find him the most powerful Occlumency Master, he wrote about his nightmare very seriously, even Voldemort will appear every time he takes a nap during the day.

Dumbledore received the letter from Hedwig that night, and after reading it carefully, he sighed, has it reached the point where daydreaming is so serious?I quickly wrote back to Harry, telling him not to worry, the most professional Occlumency Therapist will go to 12 Grimmauld Place tomorrow afternoon.

"Ron! Dumbledore has found an Occlumency Master! He said he has found the most powerful person in the entire wizarding world! He will come here this afternoon!" Early the next morning, Harry received Dumbledore's message He wrote back, which made him very excited, and quickly shared this with Ron, "I can finally stop having that damn dream!"

"The most powerful Occlumency Master in the entire wizarding world?" Ron also became excited. "There are very few wizards who know Occlumency. If you can become the most powerful Occlumency Master, you will definitely be able to help you undo that black magic!"

"Ron, although I don't know Occlumency, I can tell you that Occlumency Masters are not Cursebreakers." Mrs. Weasley brought lunch and put it in front of them, "Dinner first, the most powerful Occlumency Master It will come in the afternoon, you have to fill your stomach first."

After lunch, Harry didn't go anywhere. He pulled Ron together, lay on the sofa in the living room, stared at the door, and waited for the arrival of the sealer.

"Ron, what kind of person do you think the closed master is?"

"Harry, I think it should be similar to Dumbledore. They are all gray-haired old wizards or old witches."

"Then is he easy to get along with? After all, I'm going to learn Occlumency from him."

"It's hard to say. A person who can even close his own brain must be extraordinary, let alone a top master."

"You mean, maybe the other person is a bit eccentric? I mean, very difficult?"

"Basically, like Neville's grandma, but she's much better now than before, we've all seen it, and more than once, she sent Neville a howling letter!"

"If it's an old wizard, will he be like Snape? He's the most difficult wizard I've ever met."

After Harry finished speaking, he and Ron glanced at each other, and the Defense Against the Dark Arts class taught by Lupine emerged in their minds at the same time, and Snape, who was transformed into a Boggart, was wearing Grandma Neville's attire...

The two shuddered and shook their heads desperately, trying to shake that terrifying image out of their minds.

Boom!Boom!Boom!There was a knock on the door, Harry and Ron glanced at each other, and quickly rushed to the door to open the door. The person standing outside the door left them dumbfounded at the same time, the person they couldn't imagine coming was him!

"Professor Snape!?" Harry called out the man's name with difficulty, and asked stupidly, "What do you do?"

"Huh?" Snape said, frowning. "Potter! If your brain is broken, I don't think I need to make this trip at all!"