The Mysterious Black Cat at Hogwarts

"Macon, ah, huh!" Hermione opened her mouth to eat the food handed over by the black cat, chewed it and swallowed it hastily, then lay down next to his ear, and whispered to him, "Look, Harry is a little tired today. Strange?"

"Huh? That's why you've been staring at the glossy cutlery?" The black cat turned to look at the cutlery in front of Ron, which reflected Harry's facial expression.The cat wrapped its tail around the fork, forked a piece of fried fish and stuffed it into the mouth, and said vaguely, "It's a bit strange, why is he staring at Ron all the time?"

"The point is, his eyes are so wide, so round, and he's been staring at him for so long, I haven't seen him blink." Hermione turned around and tried to open her eyes wide, and couldn't help it after a while Blinking twice quickly, "I can't do that at all."

"He's sitting next to you." The black cat rolled its eyes, stuck its two sharp claws into the cat's mouth, pulled out a fish backbone, and nailed it to the dining table in front of Harry with a bang. However, Harry Unmoved, he continued to look at Ron.

"Let's forget it, they might have had a conflict last night." Hermione shook her head, seeing that Ron was able to eat and drink, it shouldn't be a big deal.

Harry was using all his energy to control his eyes at the moment, and he didn't want to let go of the slightest opportunity to observe Ron. In just one night, the friend who got along with him day and night turned out to be a completely different person. He became silent and independent, the former Ron, who would ask for his advice on everything big and small, has disappeared.

He may have been stared at by Harry for a long time, and he didn't care to put down the hands holding the food. He moved to the side while holding the dinner plate, then stuffed the chicken legs into his mouth desperately, and guarded with inexplicable eyes He, the two of them just stared at each other intently until the breakfast was over.

Hermione picked up the black cat and left the cafeteria quickly. She didn't want to stay here for a moment. The two muscular people looked at each other for the entire breakfast time. Just the strange eyes from others made her feel uncomfortable. It's just horrible.

"Are they all right?" Hermione came to a secluded place and asked the black cat in her hand. Harry and Ron definitely didn't seem to be having a conflict. According to past experience, if Harry and Ron had problems He would 'write' on his face that I had something to do, that I was not happy, and so on. If Ron had a problem, Harry would definitely not say a word all day, and everyone looked like Voldemort.

"Two strong men express friendship with their eyes, what can happen?" The black cat that was being held by the back of the neck tilted its head and scratched its butt.

"You know that's not what I'm talking about, Hogsmeade, did something happen to them while I was asleep?" Hermione shook the black cat, annoyed that he didn't answer the question.

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"Sorry, I'm just full, maybe I ate too fast," the black cat puffed out its swollen belly, "You're angry."

"Are you angry?" Hermione pinched her nose and stared fiercely at the pair of little bells. "Should we go to the pet hospital for a check?"

"I think Madam Pomfrey's medical skills are better. You see, just hearing the name, the anger has disappeared." The black cat quickly put away its belly and corrected its attitude, "We are going on a trip during the Christmas holiday. Next time, I will call others together.”

"Christmas? Why are you mentioning this all of a sudden? There are still more than two months before Christmas..." Hermione blinked her eyes wide, with a clear look, she knew that this matter had something to do with this black cat Open the relationship, the smile on the face, as if looking forward to a good show.

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Two months flew by in the tense study atmosphere of the sixth grade, and this year's snowflakes enveloped Hogwarts for unknown times.On the vast white land, there was only one huge figure walking, that was Hagrid, and he was dragging a big tree towards the auditorium.Twelve Christmas trees every year, every year.

The stairs and railings of the castle are covered with holly, and candles are flickering in the armor standing on both sides. Of course, what the little wizard likes is not these, but the shrubs in the corridors. The little witch likes to stand, and the little wizard likes to stand. look.

Ron, who came out of the Gryffindor lounge, appeared in the aisle at the first moment, just because of his huge size, the little witch made the little witch stick to the wall consciously, but after he left, the girls stood in a pile again, Looking expectantly at Harry, who was following behind him.

"I'm sorry! Let me go! Please let me go!" Harry shouted loudly while avoiding the girls, but there was always someone deliberately pushing and shoving, causing a girl to stick to him.

"Harry, it seems that you enjoy it very much." Standing at the stairs, Ron said jokingly.

"You know I don't want to do this." Harry tidied up his clothes that had been pulled out of shape. In previous years, at this time, he would choose to take the secret path and try to avoid these parasitic stairs.

Ron spread his hands blankly, shrugged, turned and continued to the cafeteria.

Harry had no choice but to follow closely behind. The two months of observation had made Harry even more worried about Ron. He had changed and become too radical. If he hadn't been dragged to Pomfrey with Ginny The lady checked, and Harry really thought Ron was under the Imperius Curse.

"Morning, Macon, Hermione." Ron greeted briefly, and brought all the food he wanted to eat in front of him.

Seeing Ron's action, Harry subconsciously raised his hand, then froze in the air for a long time, and finally sighed, he understood that if he really did that, a quarrel would be inevitable.

"You look tired." Hermione saw all this. She originally thought that Harry would break up with Ron if he persisted for a few days at most, but Harry persisted for two full months.

"Fortunately, hold on for another two days. I hope that Mr. Weasley will make him the same as before when he returns to the Burrow. If it doesn't work, then he can only write to Dumbledore." Harry responded in a low voice Hermione, tidy up the breakfast in front of you, so that at least they don't look like they've been looted. "By the way, Professor Slughorn is starting to prepare for the party again. I heard the time is the day after tomorrow."

"It's the day after tomorrow." Hermione took out two invitations from the black cat's hairpin and threw them on the dining table. "Thanks Macon, I was the first to get it, but we won't go."

Harry nodded, he didn't want to go to that kind of party, and now Ron was enough to give him a headache.

After breakfast, Ron left on his own, Harry hurriedly stuffed the rest of the food into his mouth, and hurried after him.

"I always feel that their positions have been switched, and Ron has become independent. I think it's not bad." Hermione watched the two leave, and said to the black cat who was still licking its paws and washing its face.

"Benign greed and jealousy will make people progress, and malignant ones will only make people unrecognizable." The black cat lowered its paws and narrowed its eyes. No one knew Ron's situation better than him at this time. His calm and silent appearance Under the circumstances, the restlessness will soon reach the threshold, and he is more and more satisfied with his plan.