The Mysterious Black Cat at Hogwarts

Ding Ding Ding Ding, Professor McGonagall knocked on the goblet, attracting the attention of the chattering little wizards in the auditorium.

"Another year has passed, and now the Academy Cup is awarded, No.4 Hufflepuff with 352 points, No.3 Gryffindor with 370 points, No.2 Ravenclaw with 426 points, No.1 Slytherin 472 points!" Dumbledore finished reporting the score.

The little snakes shouted and praised each other, Professor Snape's palms even took afterimages, and the Slytherin House Cup won seven consecutive championships.

The little lions were downcast, and Macon also expressed helplessness, no matter how many points Maomao added, it was not enough for these troublemakers to deduct!

And the little snakes are really good at using the resources around them. They are not only cunning, but also shrewd, and they are full of energy.

Needless to say, the Kitty Hawks, they were smart enough to score extra points in every subject, and their only weakness was the gap in sports, that is, Quidditch.

As for the little badgers, they are indifferent to the world and just say that you are happy, as long as you don't mess with me.

"Very well, Slytherin House is doing very well, but! What happened recently must also be counted." Dumbledore ignored Snape's face that changed color instantly, "Miss Hermione Granger, when When the danger came, you solved many problems with your rich knowledge. 50 points for Gryffindor."

"Mr. Ron Weasley, because you won the most exciting game of chess at Hogwarts in many years, and Gryffindor added 50 points."

"Harry Potter, for your fearless courage and extraordinary courage! 60 points for Gryffindor."

"Neville Longbottom, you need a lot of courage to stand firm in front of your friends, 10 points from Gryffindor."

"And Macon!"

Meow?

Confused, Macon raised his head from the grilled chicken, why is there still something about cats here?

"Because you didn't listen to the advice and continued to prey on brown bears, the brown bears in the Forbidden Forest were basically extinct, and a second report letter from the centaur tribe came to my desk! Gryffindor deducted 60 points!"

The black cat's face seemed to be getting darker... this old bee just wanted to take advantage of the cat, and had nothing to do with the brown bear!

yeah! ~ The little lions only deducted 60 points for hearing it!After counting fingers and toes, it is 8 points higher than the little snakes!Immediately cheered up.

Dumbledore raised his hands and pressed them down, signaling the little wizards to calm down.

"Then the decoration here should also be changed." He clapped his hands, and the flag of Slytherin in the auditorium was replaced by Gryffindor.

The little lions, little eagles, and little badgers happily threw away their hats, while the little snakes were completely wiped out like eggplants beaten by frost.

Early the next morning, Hagrid and Macon sent the three of them to the station together. Harry reluctantly boarded the train with the photo album Hagrid gave him. Hermione looked at Macon, and she really wanted to take Cats come home.

"You really can't get out of here?"

"Hermione, I should be able to find you within a month or so at the earliest."

"Great, I'll wait for you at home! If you don't reply to my letter this holiday, I will ignore you!"

Hagrid and Macon watched the train gradually go away, and returned to Macon's cabin together. After looking around the door like thieves to see if there was no one, they sneaked back into the courtyard, and Macon dragged out of the backpack. A brown bear was given to Hagrid...

After eating and drinking, Hagrid went back drunk. Macon stretched the cat's claws into the backpack for a long time, and finally found a handful of green leaves. The leaf, which was even bigger than a cat's mouth, was stuffed in its mouth for a long time, but it was swallowed. The angry cat threw the leaf on the ground fiercely.

The mouth of a cat is different from that of a human, and the leaves are too large, which will cause stress when stuffed into the mouth, so you can swallow as much as you stuff.

In the end, Macon had no choice but to use the Enlargement Curse to enlarge himself. He did not dare to cast magic on the leaves or fold them, because the process of becoming an Animagus was full of uncertainties.

Macon always feels that this is not Transfiguration at all, but more like some kind of ritual.

Mao Mao's suffering also followed.

The cat is on a hunger strike.

That's right, the tongue of a cat is not as sensitive as that of a human being. No matter what it eats, it will be crushed and swallowed, or it will be swallowed directly.So it is easy to swallow or spit out the mandrake when eating.

Macon, who had become an oversized cat, sprawled on the grass, as if he had lost his dream.

"Albus, can he really succeed?" Professor McGonagall didn't go back this vacation, and she also wanted to know if Macon's Animagus could succeed, but she was more worried about Mao Mao.

Dumbledore looked at the cat lying flat on the grass and shook his head.

As time passed day by day, Macon still lay motionless on the ground. In order to minimize the feeling of hunger, he chose to sleep.

"Albus, Macon hasn't eaten for a week, I'm a little worried about him, he still has to endure hunger for half a month." Professor McGonagall looked at Mao Mao distressedly.

"You have to trust him, this is his own choice." Dumbledore looked at Macon lying on the ground and said softly.

In the second week, Macon woke up hungry. He kept smelling the mixed smells in the air. He was hungry. The animal instinct drove him to stand up and hunt for prey, but his reason kept reminding him that he must not stand up. , let alone take even one step.

In the third week, the terrain where Macon is located has changed. The original grassland has become a big pit. Maomao transformed the soil under her body into iron chains and tied herself to the bottom of the pit.

In the fourth week, all the iron cables at the bottom of the pit were snapped and turned into mud. Macon lay there weakly, waiting for the final victory. At this time, he no longer felt hungry.

Three days later, after night fell, Professor McGonagall ran towards Macon with red and swollen eyes.

"Good boy, it's okay, it's time, you persevere, open your mouth."

Macon weakly opened his mouth, allowing Professor McGonagall to put the Mandrake leaves into a crystal bottle, and then she used transfiguration to turn a stone on the ground into a chicken leg and placed it in front of Macon... ·

Macon looked at the chicken legs, although he couldn't smell the fragrance, but the halazi was flowing crazily.

Professor McGonagall took the saliva in the crystal bottle with leaves, pulled out a cat hair and put it in, and then hurried away. She had to go back and add a teaspoon of dew, and a silkworm chrysalis of a grimacing hawkmoth, and put the bottle Put it in a quiet and dark place and wait for a storm with thunder and lightning.

The house-elves at Hogwarts bring food to Macon.

From the cats needing to be fed, to the cats taking the initiative to eat, and then to the cats rushing to the cafeteria, the elves are in a mess.

Dumbledore breathed a sigh of relief.The most difficult stage was finally over.

He stepped down from the observatory, and if he read correctly these nights, there would be a storm in a week.