The Mysterious Black Cat at Hogwarts

"This is Ron's voice!" Mrs. Weasley stood up, and the juice in front of her spilled all over the table. She grabbed Mr. Weasley excitedly, "Listen! It's Ron!"

"Ah! My dear, it's Ron! You heard it right, I promise!" Mr. Weasley screamed in pain, feeling that his shoulders were about to be crushed.

"Listen to this voice, you are full of energy. You should be fine." Macon retracted the spiritual energy that had spread out and let out a long breath.

This time the mind was attuned, completely stabilizing the six emotions in his body.Cells throughout the body are also rapidly dividing and regenerating under the spiritual amplification, and the long hair that originally reached the waist has grown visibly to the naked eye.His appearance also slowly changed from the original neutral to feminine...

"George! Fred! What are you still doing? Go and bring your brother and Harry back!" Mrs. Weasley roared.After watching the two people run out the door in despair, they were about to say thank you to Macon, but in the blink of an eye, they found that they were gone.

A black cat jumped onto the dining table, its dark tail swaying rapidly, and the floating spell brought all kinds of food into several circles and flew in front of him like an assembly line.In the astonished eyes of everyone, they swallowed them one by one like a jujube.

After sweeping away all the food, the black cat jumped into Hermione's arms and lay down comfortably, squinting and enjoying the physical and mental pleasure brought by the slow increase in strength.

"You can't carry us in like this!"

"Ron, there are only two of us. If the stretcher is too wide, we won't be able to get through the door of our house. If it's too long, we won't be able to carry it."

"George! We are wizards, you can use the levitation spell!"

"Fred and I can't control you two at your size. Harry's spine is broken and he can't withstand the torment."

"You just want to embarrass us!"

The noise was getting closer and closer, and the Weasleys couldn't wait to open the door. George and Fred were panting and carrying a stretcher.

Ron was lying on his back on the stretcher, his hands tightly grasping Harry's buttocks lying on top of him. The posture of these two muscular men at this time made the people who were worried about them and watched them scream.

"Listen to my explanation!" Ron noticed that their expressions were getting weirder and said quickly, "Harry's spine is broken, I'm afraid he will fall!"

"We can testify that they were already in this position when they were found." George and Fred confirmed as they put down the stretcher.

"Huh?" Everyone's curiosity suddenly rose again. Can this posture be maintained for a long time?What kind of battle would end like this?

"I, I had no strength at that time, Harry crawled over to enlighten me..." Ron's voice became smaller and smaller, and his face turned red with shame.

"Okay, stop making trouble." Mrs. Weasley knew that Harry was seriously injured and he would suffer more if he stayed for a little longer. "Send them to the third floor quickly. I'll get the bone spirit and fresh food."

"Okay Mom! Just follow your orders, Mom!" George and Fred lifted the stretcher again, spun it around in place, and walked towards the third floor with extremely strenuous steps. "They're so heavy!"

Sirius sighed and followed them worriedly. He originally wanted to spend Christmas with Harry, but he didn't expect that something would happen on the first day.

Mr. Weasley checked the time and told everyone to go and have a rest. He and Bill were responsible for putting away the dishes and cleaning.

Hermione hugged the black cat, took Mihos and Bowen back to the attic, told them not to play too late, then returned to her room and locked the door behind her back.

"Macon~" Her voice was full of flattery. No one else saw the changes that happened to Macon just now at the dinner table, but she could see clearly, "Hurry up and change back, let me see."

"No!" Black Cat turned his head with a look of disgust.

"Just take a look!" Hermione continued to beg, "Just take a look~"

The black cat shook its head, stretched out its paws and pushed Hermione's face away, as if it was determined to refuse to obey.

"Hmph!" Hermione grabbed the black cat by the back of the neck angrily and carried it into the bathroom, "Let me see who rubs your back."

After the hot water was put on, Hermione lay comfortably in the bathtub wearing a shower cap and let out a groan. It was not very comfortable to take a nice hot bath in the cold winter.

The black cat nimbly jumped from the ground to the dressing table, and then jumped into the air again. He wanted to fall straight into the bathtub with his head and feet, and a pair of white palms came out of the water to catch him.

"Take a good bath!" Hermione skillfully put a small shower cap on the black cat, then pinched the cat's neck with one hand and held the cat's butt with the other, turning him over and placing him in the water.

The black cat floated on the water, glared at its hind paws, then swung its tail and swam leisurely.Under the dim moonlight outside the window, large snowflakes were falling densely.

"The snow must be very thick tomorrow, right?" Hermione followed the black cat's gaze and looked out the window. The moon hiding behind the clouds became increasingly blurry.

"No matter how thick it is, you can't go out to play. You have to stay indoors these days." The black cat swam hard and pushed the foam on the water to one side.

"But I want to build a snowman, right next to the river." Hermione reached out and pushed back the foam, forming the outline of a snowman.

"We will spend the Christmas holidays here, and there is still plenty of time. Besides, when we bring Mihos and Bowen out, we have to teach them something."

"It's okay not to go out. You have to agree to one condition."

"Ha, as far as Animagus is concerned, that's definitely not the case."

"Turn into a big cat and accompany me at night."

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"Okay, the bones are connected, but you still have to lie down for a few days," Mrs. Weasley helped cover Harry with the quilt and said to Sirius who was standing next to him, "Try not to let him move around. , I think you understand what I mean.”

"Of course Molly, I have experience in this. The Order of the Phoenix has fought a lot." Sirius gave her a reassuring look,

"Then I'll go help Ron take care of his wounds, and I'll go see Percy later." Mrs. Weasley hurriedly walked out of the room. None of the little ones in the family could make her feel relieved.

"Sirius, we found Mundungus Fletcher and got back the things he stole." Harry took out the suitcase from the black cat pendant and handed it to Sirius with the levitating spell, "But Macon did not accept Slytherin's locket, but threw it away. We suspect that it is a fake."

"Harry, none of this is important." Sirius threw the suitcase full of jewelry in the corner. "If this little money can create a brave man, I am really willing to spend it. Mundungus is a hero. Despite his previous erratic behavior.”

"Is he dead?" Harry thought of what Macon said to him like a hypnosis when he was in Hogsmeade.