The Mysterious Black Cat at Hogwarts

The Cornish elves flying in the sky saw the little wizards hiding behind Macon. The creature's danger perception keenly realized that this man was not to be trifled with, and they turned to Lockhart in front of the podium with wide-eyed eyes.

Lockhart watched in horror as all the elves rushed towards him. He raised his wand and was about to cast his crappy spell, but the huge number of elves didn't give him a chance. Hart's flamboyant wizard robe.

Macon, who was eating pastries, saw Lockhart and the elves all gathered together, their tails were raised, and a flash of light flashed on the tail rings.

Combination magic: Enlargement spell, levitation spell, transfiguration, all protection, as closed as closed.

The originally small birdcage on the podium instantly grew bigger and rose into the air. The base of the birdcage turned into a huge mouth and swallowed Lockhart and the elf. Then two magical lights flashed, and the birdcage was reinforced on the ground.

At this time, the little elves who found something wrong wanted to escape from the wide gap in the birdcage, but every time they were blocked by a golden light, they rushed towards Lockhart who was also in the cage angrily.

The little wizards swallowed hard and looked at the tortured Lockhart in the cage.

Macon looked at the time, this class is over, adhering to the "principle" of being a human being and keeping a front line so that we can meet each other in the future, he gently wagged his tail.

The birdcage flew back to the podium with the elf immobilized by the holding spell, and covered it with purple satin. Lockhart held a piece of broken cloth to surround his private parts. He had a bald hairstyle and smiled awkwardly.

The little wizards ran out of the classroom happily, and they couldn't wait to spread the news throughout Hogwarts.

Macon packed up the tea set, and was the last one to walk out of the classroom. When passing by Lockhart, he 'accidentally' dropped a notebook with a black cover...

After dinner, Harry and Ron hurried away after greeting Macon and Hermione because of confinement.

After watching them leave, Macon and Hermione were also preparing to return to the cabin, and the two walked on the grass.

"Macon, why is Draco following us?"

Hermione looked at Draco who was following far behind and asked in a low voice.

"The lost lamb is looking for the shepherd." Macon looked at her mysteriously.

"How did I find out that you still have the potential of a magic stick?"

"Hermione, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand. What is a magic stick? It's called a life guide, or a soul teacher."

Macon stood in front of the hut, asked Norberta to catch fish in the black lake for dinner, and turned to look at Draco behind him.

"Come in and sit for a while."

Draco hesitated, but followed.

The three sat down at a table by the pond.

"Macon, after listening to your words yesterday, I thought a lot, and I am very confused now." Draco lowered his head and let go of his proud pure-blood posture.

"Interesting, why? In your mind, you are omnipotent. After the tall and stalwart father was defeated, he lost his spiritual beacon?" Macon looked at Draco who lowered his head, "Look up! Look at me!"

Draco trembled and looked up at Macon, with fear, frustration and confusion in his eyes.

"Who are you?" Macon asked softly, staring at Draco.

"I, I'm Draco Malfoy."

Responding to him was a swarthy cat's tail, and a bright red mark appeared on Draco's face.

"Who are you?" Macon looked at him blankly and continued to ask.

"I'm Draco Malfoy from Slytherin!" He covered his left face and looked at Macon in fear.

It was still the cat's tail that responded to Draco, and the cheeks on both sides were swollen high and symmetrical.

"Who are you?" Macon looked at him with a smile on his face.

Draco fought back the tears, a stubborn and fierce emotion came to his heart.

"I'm Draco of Slytherin!"

"Although it's not interesting, I don't want to beat you again, because the scars on your face will not be symmetrical."

Macon withdrew his tail in satisfaction, "Come on, tell me about your Slytherin qualities."

"Smart, tactful, ambitious, wise and wise, unscrupulous, strong-willed, talented, friendly, and powerful." Draco quickly stated the characteristics of his own academy.

"You remember it very well, so do you think this has anything to do with your pure blood theory? Do you really think that all the 28 pure blood families are pure blood? In the decreasing number of pure blood families, only close relatives can get married. Keep the blood pure, do you know the consequences of doing so?"

Macon looked at Draco whose eyes were constantly shaking and continued: "You can use your family's means to go to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries to check carefully. Those so-called pure-blood families have a high rate of fetal deformities after giving birth. How tall! The most typical example is the Gaunt family! Their family is a top psychopath and ideological extremist."

Draco's heart was constantly shaken, and he had been instilled with the theory of the supremacy of pure blood since he was sensible, and his final fate turned out to be his death!

He can even memorize the glorious past of the Gaunt family. The most famous member of this family is Salazar Slytherin!It is one of the four founders of Hogwarts and the originator of the pure blood theory!This family that supported the marriage of close relatives and advocated pure blood has long since perished, and the culprit turned out to be the pure blood they claimed to be!

"Draco, you have to know that half-blood wizards are not secretive. Compared with those pure-blood families who criticize half-bloods while secretly messing with them, pure-blood families are like clowns. You and you I’m afraid your father doesn’t even know about it? That mysterious man who dares not be mentioned by the wizarding world, that Voldemort who aims at massacring and exterminating half-bloods, is a bastard!”

Macon's last words completely shattered Draco's outlook on life, he stood up in a daze, and staggered towards the castle.

"Macon, are you preaching too much?" Hermione sighed.

"Huh? Is there? Aren't all soul mentors like this?" Macon scratched his butt.

"I still hated Draco very much, but after hearing what you said, how do I feel that the pure-blood families in the wizarding world are all poor people?"

"Oh, you know, the Pureblood 28 also includes the Weasleys! But have you ever seen Ron or any of their family members like Draco? They don't even consider themselves purebloods!"

"In other words, they regard the Weasleys as fools and degenerates, but they themselves are the real fools?"

Hermione instantly felt that the water in the wizarding world was so deep.

"The Weasleys are no fools, that's the real sobriety of the wizarding world."

Macon looked at the confused Hermione amusedly, it seemed that there was one more lost lamb tonight.

"Bastards...it turns out that they are all bastards..." Draco looked like a madman, muttering to himself constantly, he believed what Macon said, because he didn't need to lie to him at all.

A dazed Draco stood in front of the castle, looking at the Slytherin lounge by the Black Lake.

"Hey! So that's how it is..." Draco laughed nervously, "Thank you! Macon, but if you ask, Slytherin will help you to reach the peak!"

He swept away his confusion, regained his confidence, and walked towards Slytherin House firmly and forcefully. He was no longer bound by 'pure blood'!He found his purpose in life!

For the first time in Draco's mind he labeled his great father, Lucius Malfoy, as stupid.