The Mysterious Black Cat at Hogwarts

The little wizards of Slytherin looked at Draco in surprise, and the little wizards of Gryffindor were even more stunned.

"Put him down first, Filch, you can't do anything to him until you investigate clearly." Draco stepped out of the line, and he drew out his wand and pointed at Filch.

"Okay, Argus, Draco is right, you can't believe that Harry is the murderer until the investigation is clear." Dumbledore came with all the professors.

He looked at the cat hanging on the wall, and said to Filch, "Don't worry, Argus, Mrs. Norris was just petrified."

"Ah, I saw the problem at first glance, and I happened to know how to save it." Lockhart rushed to speak seriously.

As a result, the way a group of people looked at him made him feel embarrassed.

"Now, everyone go back to the dormitory, you two stay." Dumbledore broke the silence, and after the little wizards left, "Now we need to know how it was petrified."

"Ask him, he must have done it!" Filch grabbed Harry and didn't want to let go.

"It's not me, I can swear, I have been like this since I came here, and I have never touched Mrs. Norris."

"Mr. Headmaster, I think Harry just came to the wrong place at the wrong time, but I do have some doubts," Professor Snape walked towards Harry, "why I didn't see you at dinner time."

"Professor Snape, Harry is writing a reply for me." Professor Lockhart smiled triumphantly, with those gleaming teeth.

"My cat has been petrified, someone must be punished!" Filch's aggrieved voice was almost crying.

"Okay, Argus, we can cure it. Pomona is cultivating the Mandrake, and it is about to mature. Then we can cure Mrs. Norris." Dumbledore paused, and looked at the mandrake. Everyone, "In the meantime, everyone pays attention! Remember it's everyone."

After Harry and Ron left, they didn't go back to the dormitory, but rushed to Macon Cabin.

"Harry! Don't you think it's strange? Only you can hear the voice that no one else can hear. This is not a good thing in the wizarding world." Hermione heard Harry repeat what happened tonight, weird looking at him.

"I always thought it was just a wizard's talent?" Harry thought for a long time before summarizing everything with one talent.

"Then your talent is really amazing. Well, you guys go back quickly. Since it's not because of you, then try not to act alone. Come to me for training as soon as you finish dinner. Think about your strength. Find that thing, you can't beat it." Macon drove the two out of the hut and watched them enter the castle.

The cat who returned to the cabin saw Hermione frowning and thinking about something.

"What? Want to help your two friends again?"

"Macon, I always feel that something is wrong here. I'm afraid they will be in danger."

"Then why are you not afraid of being in danger?"

Macon ruffled her shaggy hair, deliberately messing up his.

"I can be in any danger, didn't you say you want to protect me?"

Hermione knocked off Macon's mischievous hand, contradicting his words.

"I can protect you, but I should stop you from running into danger, right?"

"Macon~ Just let me help them, just this once! I won't go there again~"

Hermione began to use the coquettish method, pounding her back and pinching her shoulders.

"It's okay if you want to help, but there are two requirements!" Macon was so tortured that he couldn't help it.

"Which two requirements? I will definitely comply!"

"Let Norbeta follow you all the time, anyway you know how to zoom in and out." After Macon finished speaking, he took out another pair of plain glasses and put them on Hermione's face, "This is the second requirement, this pair of glasses , as long as you leave my sight, you must wear it!"

"Let Norberta follow me, I can understand, why do you have to wear these glasses all the time?" Hermione took off the glasses and observed repeatedly in doubt.

"If you wear glasses, you will become ugly, so that no one will be able to take a fancy to you, and I will not be afraid that the shit shovel officer will be robbed."

"Then why don't you come with me." Hermione whispered, blushing.

"I can't go, as long as I appear, that thing will hide far away, and I can't help it."

Macon's cat ears are extremely sensitive. In the past two days, he has heard the friction sound of the snake-like animal moving in the pipe.

Whenever Macon came near, the thing would run away.He gave up after a few tries.

"Tell me honestly, do you know something again?" Hermione sat on his lap, staring at Macon's beautiful heterochromatic pupils, hoping to see something.

"I know some things, but I won't tell you. You just take this opportunity to exercise. Of course, as your cat owner, I can tell you a key word, that is the secret room."

"You are always like this. You know the answer but don't say it. It was like this last time, and it's still like this this time."

Hermione rolled her beautiful big eyes, why Hogwarts is so unlucky every year, but her character was hooked by those strange things again.

Complicated and confusing events always attract our lady know-it-all.

When Hermione fell asleep, Macon cautiously jumped from the pillow to the windowsill, and then merged into the night.

According to Macon's idea, the plain eyes can resist the deadly petrification of the basilisk, and the tears of the phoenix can heal the venom of the basilisk. With Norbeta, the fire dragon with super high magic resistance, Hermione should be foolproof.

As for whether Norbetta can withstand petrification, Macon is not worried at all, because Norbeta has a nictitating membrane, and Macon also has this organ. The so-called nictitating membrane, also known as the third eyelid, although it usually only protects the eyes However, as a 5x-level magical animal, Nobeta, this function is too powerful.

Macon has done a special experiment for this. Macon can't see its eyeballs at all with closed nictitating membrane, but Norbeta can see him clearly. His own nictitating membrane is not as amazing as Norbeta's. It can only play a role in lubrication.

Macon, who left the hut, quickly came to the edge of the black lake. Little Una's tentacles covered with suckers grabbed Macon, dragged him into the lake, and then stuffed it into a huge vertically downward pipe at the bottom of the lake.

There is no water in the pipe, and Macon who entered the pipe used magic to drain the water from his hair. This is the sewer system of Hogwarts, which is intricate. Macon came here not to look for the basilisk, but for the smell. A fanatical belief.

In the dark and damp sewer pipes, black shadows swarmed continuously. They were surprisingly fast and silent. Those who came first knelt down on the spot and drew a sacrificial array on the ground. They tore off their rotten flesh After the limbs were placed, they began to make rapid, crying-like sounds.