The Mysterious Black Cat at Hogwarts

Early the next morning, Macon was blocked at the door of the hut, not only the old bee, but also the Minister of Magic---Cornel Fudge.

At this time, Fudge was standing at the door, not daring to go in. The cabin was full of weirdness and danger.

There was a miniature Norwegian Ridgeback squatting on the notice board at the door. He naturally knew the content on it, and Dumbledore had reported it to him.

Although there is a swing hanging on the huge Whomping Willow on the side of the yard, with his eyesight, can he not recognize it?

A long hemp rope was tied to another tree, and a black goat was floating in the air like a balloon, bleating at him from time to time.

What was even more outrageous was the pair of pitch-black unicorns in the corner, a species he had never seen before. Those pair of sharp unicorns always made his old waist shiver.

Dumbledore also looked puzzled, isn't the Whomping Willow on the hillside outside?He also saw the falling leaves of the Whomping Willow yesterday, why did he come here in one night?Still hung up on a swing?

But it is undeniable that there are good things everywhere in this hut in Macon. People who like to pick up good things at home show that they have more nostalgia for this home, which is a good thing.

"Hermione, you go to the cafeteria to have breakfast first. Mr. Principal and Minister Fudge have something to talk to me about."

"Well, I'll wait for you in the cafeteria."

Hermione looked at Macon, and said seriously, these two heavyweights came to Macon at the same time, there must be something big, she can't get involved now, but it doesn't mean it won't work in the future, if her cat is bullied Yes, she will make him look good!

Minister Fudge gave Hermione a gouging look when he left, but he didn't take it seriously.

After watching Hermione go away, Macon invited the two into the small courtyard, sat down on the table by the pond, took out the tea set and made jasmine black tea.

Fudge saw that neither of them spoke, and Macon poured black tea for them slowly, so he decided to break the silence first.

"Your Majesty Macon, I know you are the Reticent Man, but the dementors sent by the Ministry of Magic are to hunt down the fugitive Sirius Black! Can you hand them over?"

Dumbledore took a sip of black tea and shook his head listening to Fudge's words. If he hadn't been the headmaster, he wouldn't have wanted to follow him.

He saw the miserable appearance of those dementors with his own eyes, let alone whether he was still alive, thinking about the centaur tribe, and then thinking about those giant eight-eyed spiders, and handed them over?When the god of death comes, you have to be covered with wool, you don't know what you are facing...

"Mr. Minister, I told you before that Hogwarts is very big. Dementors will get lost here. You don't listen to my advice at all."

"Besides, is the Sirius Black you are talking about really a fugitive? I heard that he was in the Wizengamot trial court, but he was convicted by you without saying anything."

Snapped!

Minister Fudge slapped his hands on the table angrily, knocked over three teacups, and spilled a whole table of tea. It's okay if you don't mention this, but he will get angry when he mentions it!

Dumbledore looked at the table, the tea was out of reach.

He got up and sat down on the swing of the Whomping Willow, and with the swaying of the branches, he swung the swing.

"Macon, although Sirius didn't admit his crimes at the Wizengamot, he didn't deny it either. He was the only one present at the scene at the time. Many people heard the laugh like a lunatic."

"Your Excellency the Silent Man, are you going to absolve Sirius Black?"

Minister Fudge looked at Macon with a livid face, this little wizard is really too arrogant, Sirius was wronged?He has 1 unbelievers, this is the dirty water that Macon poured on him.

At the Leaky Cauldron before, he didn't dare to say anything due to the crowd, his identity as the silent person, and his prestige among the Aurors, but he is not a vegetarian as the Minister of Magic!

"Dear Mr. Minister of Magic, you don't need to set me up. According to the news channel of the Reticent Man, I just want to tell you that that man is not the real murderer. I'm not interested in getting him off the hook. I just want to You know, how does that affect you?"

"Cornel Fudge, during his tenure as the minister of the Ministry of Magic, made no achievements. Not only did he let go of the criminals in Azkaban, but even the criminals were poor people who were wronged by the minister."

"I think Ms. Rita Skeeter of the Daily Prophet would love to write a headline like this."

Macon's words were like a sharp long sword, piercing his heart fiercely, and his biggest flaw was tightly grasped by the other party, which made him, who loves his feathers, furious.

That woman named Rita Skeeter is even more outrageous, and she is everywhere. Basically, everyone with a reputation will be exposed to all kinds of negative news by her. That kind of exaggerated rhetoric and her self-righteous understanding, there is no People will care about the truth of the news, because you have become the laughing stock of the whole wizarding world!

"You! You! How dare you? Huh! Huh! Huh!"

Minister Fudge stood up suddenly, his finger pointing at Macon couldn't help trembling, he just felt a suffocating air in his chest, which he couldn't inhale or exhale.

He turned his head to look at Dumbledore with difficulty, this is your student, don't you care?

At this time, Dumbledore took out a cream and honey pudding from nowhere, and was happily swinging and eating dessert.

"Oh! My dear Mr. Minister Fudge, would you like to sit down first?"

"Your state is always familiar to me. By the way, in the ancient East, you are called apoplexy. You may not have heard of it. Cerebrovascular disease should be familiar to you, right? I heard that after apoplexy, hemiplegia , you should take it easy."

"I, I, I'm fine! I'll take a rest and I'll be fine."

He trembled and sat down again. At this time, he only felt his eyes were dark, his face was numb, and his temples were throbbing.

"Oh? Really? So let's talk about dementors?"

"Yes, yes, Dementor, this is the purpose of my coming here today."

"They are gone, your purpose has been accomplished."

"Huh? That's it? No! What did you just say? What do you mean they're gone?"

Minister Fudge, who had just recovered his breath, was choked again, this time more serious than before, he was panting heavily, his old iron-blue face was black with purple in it.

The verbal sword in front pierced his heart, and he, who valued his reputation more than his life, was also seized by the other party. Now the other party will not let go of the dementors?

The loss of the dementors is not a trivial matter. The connection between the Ministry of Magic and the dementors is not that simple. They are not subordinates, but a cooperative relationship.

"Yes, Mr. Minister, don't you know? Dementors live by sucking happiness. Hogwarts is full of happiness, and little wizards live and study happily here."

"During a school-wide party, the happy mood of the little wizard soared into the sky, piercing into the sky, and all the dementors rushed in! Just before the lives of the little wizards were hanging by a thread, I killed all the dementors , so they're gone!"

"I feel that this requires a first-class Order of Merlin to recognize my heroic deeds."

puff! x2

Dumbledore squirted out the pudding in his mouth, and the whole school had a big party?Happiness soars into the sky and into the clouds?

Minister Fudge spewed a cloud of blood, and at this moment he felt refreshed, and he almost suffocated him just now.

"Macon! Do you know what you did? That's the Warden of Azkaban! Ever since Extis created the Dementors, no one has been able to kill them! Never!"

"Are you questioning the methods of the Reticent Man?"

"You! I don't want to hear the three words of the silent man again, I tell you! Macon! The dementors will come here again and continue to hunt down Sirius Black. You can't shoot them again!"

"Listen! I'll send an Auror along, and I want you to mind yourself."

Fudge walked away quickly after saying that, he was going to St. Mungo's, and he didn't want to stay here for a moment, not for a moment!

"Mr. Minister, don't forget my Order of Merlin First Class!"

Macon looked at Minister Fudge who was walking out of the yard. After a stagger, he took out his wand and Apparated away from Hogwarts.

Listening to his harsh words before, he will continue to send dementors over, and there is such a good thing, Mao Mao is still being given a big gift today, so don't be too happy.

"Macon, this swing is great, I haven't been on a swing in years."

"Then you can play for a while longer, I won't be with you anymore, there are still people waiting for me in the cafeteria."

Dumbledore waited for Macon to leave, looking at the Whomping Willow, his thoughts churning.

He also gained a lot today. Sirius Black is not the real murderer. He doesn't believe that Macon will talk nonsense. These words are not only a warning to Fudge, but also a message to him. It seems that this year is busy again.