The Mysterious Black Cat at Hogwarts

"Harry, I really don't understand you. You know, how many people want to be the Quidditch captain of Gryffindor?"

"Ron, I'm not thinking about this right now. Don't forget that we just had a big disaster during our summer vacation."

"Harry, we just need to do what we have to do, after all Voldemort is the culprit."

Hermione followed Harry and Ron. They had just finished their lunch break and were on their way to the dungeon. When they passed the foyer, Professor McGonagall stopped them and informed Harry that he would succeed Oliver Wood as the new Quidditch captain .

But Harry refused in person and recommended Ron to her. Ron was very excited about this, but Harry's sullen look made him feel very disappointed now.

"Maybe you're right," Harry looked around, took the two of them to a secluded place, and whispered to them, "Dumbledore wrote to me, in which he repeatedly warned me not to leave Hogwarts without permission." tz."

"Then you should really follow his arrangement. The situation in the wizarding world is very chaotic now. Look at this year's Hogwarts, and even opened the protective barrier," Hermione felt that Dumbledore's worry about Harry was completely necessary, After all, he just got new power from Macon. In order to make up for his mistakes, he left hastily. The consequences were unimaginable. In order to let him understand the seriousness of the matter, he continued, "According to the records in the school history, the last time the barrier was opened has passed. for more than 1000 years."

"I just don't think I should stay here." Harry looked at Hermione, who cared about him, and Ron, who was full of question marks, gritted his teeth, and told them what he thought, "Think about it, Voldemort's target It's me, as long as I leave here, then Hogwarts is safe, after all, there is no Dumbledore here."

"Why do you think so?" Hermione stared at Harry with wide eyes, and said to him very fast, "You are Voldemort's target, and so is Hogwarts. Don't forget, there is only one in England. Hogwarts is a school of magic and magic. If she wants to control the wizarding world, she will definitely attack here. Dumbledore let you stay here for the convenience of guarding..."

"But I'm strong enough!" Harry's voice suddenly rose, and he tried to restrain himself, "More than ever..."

"Harry!" Hermione hurriedly interrupted him, rubbing her temples, she was really afraid of anything, she stared at Harry, who was trying to suppress his emotions and trembling slightly, and continued, "Don't disturb Dumbledore The layout of the layout, the duel between forces, is not something that small groups like us can intervene in. In case of an accident, have you thought about the consequences? The entire wizarding world may be destroyed because of this! Think about those who care about you Man! They will never let you face Voldemort alone!"

Harry opened his mouth, finally heaved a heavy sigh, turned and walked towards the dungeon, Hermione obviously raised the question to an area he was not good at.

Hermione was worried that he would start thinking wildly again, so she hurriedly followed.

Ron blinked and looked at the two people who were leaving, a little confused, wasn't he the Quidditch captain we were talking about?From campus life to life and death in the wizarding world so quickly?

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The three of them followed the steps all the way to the basement classroom. Today, this familiar road gave them a sense of strangeness. What came from the air was no longer cold and damp, but a seductive fragrance, which made them smell more subconsciously. After a few moments, Harry thought of honey pie, the smell of flowers when he lived in the Burrow, and the smell of wood on broomsticks...

When he came back to his senses, he realized that he was taking a deep breath, sniffing the air greedily, and a great sense of satisfaction slowly filled his body. Harry grinned at Ron, who was also looking at him .

"Wake up! This is the euphoria!" Hermione expertly twisted Harry and Ron's waist, making them regain consciousness instantly. "If we don't go in, we will be late!"

When they entered the Potions classroom, Professor Slughorn's eyes passed over Hermione, who came in first, and stopped on Harry. The complicated eyes made Harry feel uncomfortable. Was the other party looking into his eyes?He was very familiar with that feeling, like Snape?

Harry quickened his pace past Hermione and found an empty table and sat down. Naturally, Hermione and Ron sat with him.

"Okay, students, oh, there are really a lot of people," Slughorn said to them, looking at the almost full classroom with his belly puffed out, "I have never brought so many advanced students. It's no different from my normal lectures, please bring out the scales, medicine kits, and your "Advanced Potion Making" textbook."

"Professor!" Harry waited for him to finish speaking, and immediately raised his hand.

"Harry Potter?" Slughorn came to him, bent down to look at his eyes, then at his body, as if confirming something, and finally said in a firm tone, "Harry ,What's the matter?"

"Professor, for some reason, I didn't come back on the first day of school, so I didn't prepare the textbooks, and I didn't know the grades until I came back," Harry said here, looking down at the two friends, and found that Hermione was standing in front of him. A textbook full of annotations, Ron was looking at him eagerly, he twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Ron next to me is too."

"Ah, yes, yes, Professor McGonagall mentioned it, don't worry, boy, don't worry at all," Slughorn gave Harry a reassuring look, pointing to the Locker, "There are some old textbooks in there, you can use them first, and write to Lihen Bookstore when you are free."

Harry and Ron left their seats and walked towards the locker. When they opened the door, they found that there were indeed two copies of "Advanced Potion Making". I will care, if I have it, I don't need to buy it again, but the other one is terribly old, with traces of wear and tear everywhere, and even the few bronzing fonts on the cover title are blurred to the point of being illegible.

"Harry! Surely you won't compete with me for this one?" Ron said, his hands unconsciously stretched out to the almost brand-new potions textbook, "You know, I don't have any pocket money anymore!"

"Ron, I do have a lot of pocket money." Harry looked at Ron with a smile, and stretched out his hands towards the new book, "but I don't want to write a letter at all!"

The muffled sound of "Boom!" instantly attracted the attention of all the little wizards in the classroom.

It was a collision of muscles, a confrontation of strength and power. The two people who collided suddenly crowded each other to snatch the new book. Their originally loose wizard robes became wider in the process of gradually exerting force. , until the soft cloth fits the skin completely, and becomes sharp-edged, which instantly arouses exclamations in the classroom!

"Oh my God! There's nothing magical about their muscles!"

"That's right! A strong man weighing more than 200 kilograms might not even be able to break a single finger of them, right?"

"How is it possible? Maybe they are practicing dead energy..."

"Crack!" There was a crisp sound, and the originally noisy classroom was instantly silent. Everyone looked at the source of the sound. It was the last scream from the overwhelmed floor under the two wrestling each other!

The little wizards in the classroom swallowed hard. Of course they knew what the broken floor meant. This was not a corridor, not a courtyard, but a Potions classroom, a Potions classroom that had been cast with layers of protective spells!

As the most dangerous classroom in Hogwarts (exploding cauldron? caustic, acidic potion? a certain bat?), of course it has very strong protective spells, even if they use all the offensive spells they have learned to cast them in turn , it is difficult to leave any traces here.

Also shocked was the new professor Slughorn, his fat face was obviously seeping some sweat, even if he didn't believe the scene in front of him, in his perception, the disappearing protective spell in the classroom was reminding him !This is real!

There was another muffled sound, and Ron's left foot that was touching Harry's thigh dropped a little again, staggering him immediately, and successfully grabbed the almost brand new textbook, and returned to his seat in satisfaction, facing Herr, who was covering his face, Min swayed proudly.

Harry angrily took away the dilapidated Advanced Potions textbook, looked at the two footprints on the ground, one shallow and one deep, and did not come back to his senses until they closed up and recovered, and couldn't help but think that Hogg Does Watts' chicken legs really have some magical effects that he doesn't know?

"Ahem, what a beautiful wandless spellcaster!" Slughorn took out a small square towel and wiped the sweat from his forehead, just like this physique!Just this magical attainment!He really couldn't understand why Dumbledore asked him to come to Hogwarts?Even the one who can't name him is hard to come by in terms of talent!