The Mysterious Black Cat at Hogwarts

"Harry, Ron, you came back so late again, I found that you are different from before."

Seeing that the two were as tired as dead dogs, Simo crawled onto the bed unwilling to move.

"Sean, you just don't have that kind of experience. If it were you, it might be more miserable than me and Harry."

Ron lay on the bed and refused to get up. He looked sideways at the roommate with a worried expression on his face. With Macon's temperament, this demolition maniac didn't know how he would be abused.

"Ron, what on earth are you two going to do? Why did I find that you both grew muscles."

Every time he took a shower, Neville was envious of the muscles of the two of them. There was no one stronger than them in Hogwarts.

"That is, every time I ask you, you always say that you are going to confinement. Why don't you bring us with you in such confinement."

Simo couldn't figure out what they were doing every night, but considering the basement incident last time and the petrification incident this time, they must have strengths beyond their peers.

Coupled with the previous duel club, the duel between Harry and Draco, it was really exciting, which made Seamo, who was doing all kinds of explosions, envious.

Harry and Ron looked at each other, and saw Ron nod too.

"Neville, Seamus, it's not that we don't want to tell you, but this confinement is simply torture. We have to eat a lot of whipping every day. Although there is white fresh essence, the taste is too painful."

Harry looked at the two helplessly, their expressions of disbelief ready to emerge.

"Really, Macon is training us, and Draco, don't you see how much he has changed? Listen guys, Macon is teaching us spells, and his methods are brutal. Every time he casts a spell regardless of success It still fails, as long as one of the three fails, all three will be whipped."

Neville and Seamus listened to Ron's words, recalling Draco's performance recently, he has indeed changed a lot, it's almost like a different person.

The Draco who often talked about his father and family, and who was tit for tat against mixed blood, has disappeared.

The current Draco is very friendly to these mixed-bloods, and Draco will go to stop them when they are being bullied by pure-bloods.

I heard that he also established the 'Wizard Curtain' club in Slytherin, and half-blood wizards have already joined it.

But this training method was too cruel, Neville shrank his head and stopped asking.

Seamus looked thoughtful. After thinking for a while, he still made up his mind.

In the cafeteria, Macon and Hermione walked side by side, and the two cat-men immediately caught the envious gazes of the little wizards.

"Wow, look at Hermione, I heard she drank Polyjuice Potion with cat hair in it."

"She looks so cute, should we try it too?"

"I'm going to go to you. I heard that she had problems eating before. It was Macon who fed her."

"What? Then I have to try!"

"I didn't hit you, you know how to make compound potion?"

"If you don't say that, we are still good friends."

"Hey~ two beauties, would you like to try Weasley's exclusive secret recipe, Cat Transforming into Candy? This is authorized by Macon, and you can turn into a cat all day for only 1 silver Sickle people!"

Fred and George came to the two little witches with a big bag of candy to sell.

"This won't have any side effects, will it?"

"Of course there are side effects. When you become a cute cat person, there must be a handsome little wizard pestering you all the time. If you get bored, you can eat the inner packaging of the candy, which will make you back to normal."

"I want one, it's a silver Sickle!"

"Give me 5!"

"Get up, I want ten!"

Hermione looked at the little witches who were frantically snapping up cat candies, and then at Ron who was gnawing on a chicken leg, and shook her head.

"Hermione, what do you mean?"

Ron swallowed the chicken desperately, and he could see Hermione's eyes and shaking her head clearly.

"Ron, I just sigh your two brothers, they are very business-minded."

"But, then why did you shake your head after looking at me?"

"That's because I found that you are also very intelligent."

After Hermione finished speaking, she happily ate her breakfast.

"Come and taste your mind."

Harry looked at Ron who was still puzzled, and after speaking with a smile, he stuffed a chicken leg into his mouth.

"By the way, Macon, Harry and I went back to the dormitory last night. Neville and Seamus asked about our latest anomaly. Harry and I both told them."

Ron gnawed on the chicken leg and told Macon what happened after going back last night.

"Oh? Then after you told them the truth, what did they look like?"

Ron was taken aback by the question, he didn't notice this at all.

"Neville is a little scared, but Seamus is very calm."

Harry told Macon what he had found, and Ron continued to eat breakfast as soon as he saw that he was all right.

Seamus Finnigan?Macon thought about this person quickly, and after a while he made up his mind.

"It's okay, if he wants to ask something, you can tell him."

After a day of lessons, night fell, and there was another person in front of Macon Cabin.

The little wizard Seamus looked excitedly at Harry, Ron, and Draco. They were throwing spells at each other, and then used the breaking spell to break each other's spells.

Macon swung his whip, and if only one of them failed to break the spell, all three would receive a whip.

But their spellcasting skills are becoming more and more proficient, which is the skillful spellcasting that Seamus only knows in his dreams.

Maybe, I can do the same after going through the Macon training, maybe, I can also stop explosions like a normal wizard.

"Don't look, you'll never be able to do that."

Macon squinted at the fascinated Seamus, and said words that broke his heart.

"Why, why? I also want to be like them. I can see that their spellcasting is much better than other wizards in the school. You teach me, I just need to cast spells like normal wizards!"

Seamus looked at Macon in despair. For more than a year, he basically tried all the spells in the textbook, even including some life spells, but every time there were various explosions.

He asked the professors of various subjects, and their answers were basically that the magic power was too chaotic and disorderly, which was natural, and he could only try to strengthen his control and magic power output, but after so long, there was no effect at all.

"Seamus, why are you desperate? You should be happy, you should be proud!"

Macon's eloquent voice made Seamo froze instantly. What does it mean?Shouldn't I feel hopeless with my magical talent?Instead feel happy and proud?

He stared at Macon in a daze, looking at his unusually beautiful heterochromatic pupils, there seemed to be some magical gravitational force, constantly pulling his soul.

"Seamus, you have a gift that no one else in the wizarding world has! You are unique and you are a true genius! You know what you have? Any magic you cast has the power to explode, burst, burst feature, do you know what that means?"

Seamo was sluggish, his brain had begun to short-circuit, and his thinking was gradually getting into a bottleneck.