The Mysterious Black Cat at Hogwarts

Returning to Macon in the Department of Mysteries, I followed the cripple and the bald man to the office area. They found a seat and began to write a mission report. The report of the support mission was very simple. It only needed to state the casualties of the rescued people, and the unknown Process and results are fine.

The bald man took off his hat and kept grabbing the bald head, as if this could give him more inspiration.

As the cripple wrote, he took out the wine jug, took a few sips if he had nothing to do, or removed the prosthetic limb and oiled it.

Macon could see that these two were not good at this, and they would rather go out and fight the unknown than to let them write mission reports.

Putting away his mission report, Macon bid farewell to them with an expression of helplessness, and left the office area with two envious eyes.

Department of Mysteries, Director's Office.

"Welcome back, Macon, how does it feel to participate in the mission for the first time? What's uncomfortable? Let me squeeze your shoulders and relax your legs?"

Macon, who had just entered the door, found that something was wrong with the director. Seeing that his wretched hand was about to reach out to him, Macon quickly turned back into a black cat. He looked at the director in surprise, what happened?Does the director have any hidden attributes?

"Ahem, I read the old blind man's mission report, and in view of your particularity, I want you to form a team by yourself instead of joining other teams."

After the director finished speaking, one person and one cat stared. The cat stared at the director hoping to see something. I just led the team on the first day of my arrival. Isn't the progress a bit fast?

"Huh? Can I recruit people?"

"No, no, you are alone, and you only have one mission, and that is the support mission."

Good guy, this is because I want to meow meow, but I don't want to do it to the little fish.

"..., are support missions rare? I encountered one on my first day here."

After Macon's understanding, the alerts are divided into seven levels:

Level 1-3 alert: Some team members are seriously injured, comatose, or dead, accompanied by fatal threats.

Level 4-6 alarm: All team members are seriously injured, comatose, dead, and there are major hidden dangers such as enhancement and diffusion.

Level 7 alarm: No rescue is required, and the ultimate goal is to destroy the target.

"That's just a coincidence, we've already..."

"Stop it! Don't say it. It's almost time to get off work now. I don't want to have to work overtime on the first day of entering the Department of Mysteries."

"Okay, okay, Disabled Alliance, don't look at their unreliable appearance, among the silent people, they belong to the top group of people, and they are basically responsible for the current support work, because your Join, I want to hand over the support tasks to you, and they will still be responsible for the detection tasks and elimination tasks in the future."

After the director finished speaking, he handed a small silver key to Macon, signaling him to put the key and the necklace of the Reticent Man together.

"This key is a door key. It can allow you to instantly return to the Hall of Doors anywhere. Whenever the alarm in the Hall of Doors sounds, the necklace will respond. You must rush to the scene immediately."

Looking at the serious expression on the director's face, Macon suddenly felt that the small silver key was a bit heavy.

"Then Mr. Director, how do I calculate my salary? How much is the overtime pay? Is there five social insurances and one housing fund? Is there food and housing included? Is there any housing allocated? How much is the holiday subsidy? Is there any bonus at the end of the year? After retirement... "Without these, Maomao can't bear such an important burden... Meow?"

"Listen Macon, you only have a thousand Galleons a month! This salary is already very high! Your retirement package is a black box, it's only this big! That's your final destination!"

The director pinched the back of the black cat's neck with a dark face, lifted him up and threw him out of the office.

Maomao turned into a human figure in the air and landed steadily. He looked at the clock in the corridor. It was already 04:30, and the first day's work was over.

After leaving the director's office, Macon left the Ministry of Magic with the flow of off-duty people. The method he chose was to directly reach Old Bee's office through the Floo network of the fireplace.

"How was your first day at work, Macon? You know, it's a mysterious place."

"Thank you, Mr. Principal, for your concern. I like this job very much, but there seems to be something wrong with their ceremony. Do you want to hear the inside information of the Silent Man?"

Macon smiled and looked at Dumbledore, he was testing the White Devil's bottom line.

"Son, I'm very old, and the current things have made me burnt out, and I don't want to add more troubles."

"Mr. Principal, if you need free resurrection service, you can tell me at any time, I will be happy to help you."

"Macon, please don't use that on me under any circumstances, never!"

"Okay, then I'll go first, Mr. Principal."

When Macon left the office, Dumbledore put down the quill, and he stared in that direction in a daze.

Macon, who returned to the hut, sat down by the pond. After making black tea, he quietly thought about what he had seen and heard today. So simple.

Especially after seeing the fuzzy ball, he always felt that there was something wrong, but he couldn't figure out where the problem was.

He simply closed his eyes, recalling all the things he had experienced in the Department of Mysteries over and over again, starting with Dumbledore leading him into the Department of Mysteries, meeting the director, and being taken to see the sphere, To be told the origin of the silent man, and the silent man's...

Thinking of this, Macon suddenly stood up, his eyes widened, and countless ferocious black claws emerged, scaring Norbeta from the notice board and fell to the ground with a thud.

So it turned out that at this moment, Macon suddenly realized that the problem was the responsibility of the silent man!

For countless years, the Silencers of all ages have been working hard to eliminate and seal the unknown. The reason is that the huge ball is full of cracks, but they don't even know what will happen if the ball is broken?

No matter whether it is the director or the silent man he met today, no one has mentioned this matter.

When he saw the sphere, he was only told the origin of the Reticent Man by the director, and he never said the reason from the beginning to the end, that is, not to eliminate the unknown final consequence of the shattering of the sphere.

He even thinks that, 'We Silent people should eliminate the unknown, if we don't take action, then the earth will have a huge disaster', this strange psychological reaction.

After figuring this out, Macon relaxed all over, and he withdrew his black claws. At this moment, he only felt the power of faith flowing to his brain, and they washed something repeatedly in his mind.

The Silent Man has been devoting effort and life to an unwarranted belief for centuries. Even though this belief can indeed benefit mankind, it should not be passed on in this way.

Thinking of this, Mao Mao no longer had a toothache, but a brain pain.

He didn't know what the ball was, nor did he know what the cracks and fuzz on the ball represented. Fear often came from the unknown. It started from the state of mind and ended in cognition.

Macon decided not to add to his troubles. Centuries have passed, and it’s not bad for a day or two. Cats want to enjoy life. Macon, who made up his mind, turned back into a black cat and walked gracefully towards the forbidden area. Lin, the old seal on his neck collided with the silver key, making a pleasant tinkling sound.