The Mysterious Black Cat at Hogwarts

"Professor! This train is so fast! It's also very stable!" Bowen hugged a metal railing and looked around excitedly, not caring about the idiotic looks from around him. "There are just no seats or boxes. It's too crowded here." ”

"This is the subway," the black cat in Mihos's arms rolled his eyes and said to him telepathically, "If you yell again, I'll throw you out."

Bowen giggled sheepishly and put away his restless heart. The outside world was novel and full of unknowns to him. Mihos was also full of interest in the outside world, but she was much more reserved.

After the subway entered the station, the two of them and the cat followed the crowds of people passing by and walked out of the platform. The high-rise buildings around them seemed to make them feel constrained, so they tried to lean against the wall when walking.

The black cat lay on Mihos' head and directed them to a red phone booth at the corner of the street. The black cat took out a coin from the hairpin and threw it in and said, "Dial, 62442."

"'MAGIC' magic?" After Mihos dialed the numbers in order, he felt his feet sink. The base of the phone booth began to lower, and a female voice came to his ears, "The Ministry of Magic hopes you have a good day today."

"That's cool." Bowen pressed himself against the glass to try to enlarge his field of view. Among the people walking below, there were not only English wizards, but also some foreign wizards wearing distinctive clothes.

"Is there a platform here? Professor, do we need to buy tickets?" There is a row of metal fences in front of Bowen, and the magic fluctuations coming from them can be sensed by even an underage wizard like him.

"This is the security check entrance. You need to provide a wizard's identity certificate before you can pass. It mainly detects whether you are carrying black magic items or items that have been casted by the traceless stretching spell." The black cat indicated that they don't need to pay attention and just follow the crowd.

Mihos and Bowen covered their chests in panic. They began to worry that the black cat brooch would be detected. After all, the traceless stretching spell cannot be used for any private purposes.

"Dear Lord Macon, welcome to the Ministry of Magic. Mr. Minister has been waiting in the office for a long time." The Auror at the security entrance recognized the black cat almost at a glance. After finishing his compliments, he whispered, "Minister today My temper is not very good. After the operation failed last night, I was blocked by reporters at the entrance of the Magic Department before I even returned to the office."

"Okay, thank you for reminding me." Black Cat nodded. Although he didn't know this Auror, his status in the hearts of Aurors was not low.

The two of them walked through the security gate with trepidation. The things they were worried about did not appear. Could it be that the brooch made by the professor was a legal item?

"What? Are you surprised that the alarm didn't go off?" Black Cat looked at their sneaky looks in amusement, "In the wizarding world, big fists are the truth. As long as your strength is high enough, you can ignore the regulations of the Ministry of Magic. You can even There’s no need to do it deliberately.”

When they entered the elevator, the flight attendant directly pressed the number 1. Although Mihos and Bowen had never taken this kind of elevator, they also knew that the number above represented the floor.

The black cat told them to wait here and not run around. Under the leadership of the Auror standing guard at the door, they entered the minister's office.

"Your Excellency Macon, you have been waiting for a long time." Scrimgeour asked him to sit down and poured the black tea himself.

"This is my second time in this office," the black cat sniffed. It was Assam.Black tea is the representative of England, but he doesn't like it because it smells of colonization and slavery. "After the last time, the owner changed here."

Scrimgeour's hand trembling as he poured the tea, and the crimson water fell into the saucer.He originally thought that Fudge's death was closely related to Dumbledore, but he didn't expect that it was actually this man's handiwork.

I tried my best to break up with Dumbledore and invite Macon. Isn't this like digging a hole to bury myself and seeking death?

"Mr. Minister, blindly win over someone you don't know to become an ally..." Black Cat narrowed his eyes and looked up at Scrimgeour, who was pretending to be calm, "Do you understand this politics?"

"Lord Macon is joking," Scrimgeour wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and adjusted his attitude slightly, "As an important person in the wizarding world, we at the Ministry of Magic invite you here just to show our respect. In addition, the Department of Mysteries' The director has been missing for too long, and we urgently need someone like you to fill this position."

"Haha," the black cat stopped combing its paws and laughed, "Do you know why the relationship between Dumbledore and I is very weak, and basically no one will associate us together?"

"Please clarify your doubts, Mr. Macon," Scrimgeour shook his head. Macon's current power structure is entirely based on the commercial route.

From the outside, he is basically the richest man in the wizarding world. From the inside, he controls the economic context of the wizarding world.It is completely different from Dumbledore's Order of the Phoenix, which has its own power, holds high the banner of justice, and exercises the Auror privileges of the Ministry of Magic. This is why he wanted to win over Macon in the first place.

"Of course it was Dumbledore's deliberate move," the black cat put away his smile and mocked, "The old fox is an old fox after all. His reputation has reached its peak in the wizarding world. As long as I don't make a mark in his field, he won't Attack me. Deliberate differentiation is just to preserve his unique prestige."

"I, I still don't understand." Scrimgeour was sweating like rain. The black cat in front of him brought him pressure that he had never experienced before even when facing Dumbledore.

"Stupid!" Black Cat glanced at him coldly, "Politics is not about cliques, but about balance!"

"Balance?" Scrimgeour's heart had already turned cold. He didn't understand what Macon meant at all, but he could feel that there was an invisible net covering him where he couldn't see it. He just That net was tightly wrapped, a delicious snack waiting to be swallowed by the abyss.

"Minister Scrimgeour, if you can't have fun, don't get involved," the black cat took out Regulus's suicide note from the white cat's hairpin and placed it in front of him, "This should be able to get you through the current predicament. "

"Who is RAB?" Scrimgeour opened the suicide note and felt relaxed after reading it.

The Ministry of Magic needs this so much right now. When it comes to dealing with Death Eaters, they have been repeatedly upstaged by the Order of the Phoenix.Even if they encounter a stronghold that they haven't discovered, it will be difficult for them to remove it.To put it simply, none of the current Aurors can fight.

"Regulus Black, it's your business how to make a fuss," the black cat stood up and jumped off the sofa. Before going out, he looked back at Scrimgeour with a happy face, "If you are not too stupid. , just don’t expose the existence of Horcruxes.”

"Thank you for your teaching!" Scrimgeour stood up straight and bowed respectfully.He understood that if Macon didn't wake him up today, he would end up like Fudge sooner or later.Even worse than Fudge.