The Mysterious Black Cat at Hogwarts

"I'm Nymphadora Tonks, the new Auror, just call me Tonks."

"Hello, Tonks, what are you doing?"

Macon looked at this Transfiguration Magus suspiciously. She was still Draco's cousin, and her uncle was the fugitive they were looking for now, Sirius Black.

"We patrolled here and found a big black dog, stealing honey, we know this cabin is where you live, I mean we aurors all admire you, that 'blinking light' and dark glasses, it's so cool gone."

"That's right! Macon, you are our idol, we love that spell."

"Thank you Macon. With the 'Sudden Light and Flash', the safety of our Aurors has been effectively guaranteed. Now when we perform missions, there are very few casualties."

"···"

Macon watched with a headache as the Aurors chattered endlessly, but none of them got to the point.

"Okay, okay, tell me now, what are you all doing here? What's the matter with that black dog?"

"Ah, that black dog, it opened the huge beehive, trying to steal honey, we tried to chase it away, but it dared to attack us, it was so fast that our spells couldn't hit it .”

Tonks just remembered that now he must explain this matter clearly as soon as possible.

"Huh? What's with its mouth?"

Macon covered his mouth and forcibly held back his smile. The big black dog's mouth had swollen into a big bun, which made its small eyes look even smaller. It kept blinking its small eyes, Tears could not stop flowing down.

"That's the bee sting, and its claws, and they're pretty swollen, aren't they?"

Tonks recalled the scene of the black dog stealing honey just now, and he was terrified. After the huge beehive was opened, a huge hill made of bees lost the support of the cover and fell directly on the black dog.

"It's probably a wild dog in the Forbidden Forest, Hermione, go to the kitchen and get some big bone sticks and throw it to the black dog, and send it away. You can see that it has a lot of swollen bumps on its body, which is pitiful enough." It's gone."

Macon mourned for Sirius. There would never have been so many bees in the beehive. Because of the existence of the tortoise spar, the temperature inside was very comfortable, which attracted many foreign bees, and they were so immortal. Meeting the Aurors on patrol made him even more afraid to act rashly.

Macon, who had been admired by the Aurors for a long time, naturally couldn't escape their entanglement. He was freed only after a lot of photos were taken and countless signatures were written.

"I really didn't see it, are you so famous? The Aurors of the Ministry of Magic are very fond of you. Isn't that female Auror very beautiful?"

Hermione looked at Macon lying motionless on the table with her hips akimbo, and said mockingly.

"Can I just ignore what I said earlier? Is the female Auror the key?"

Macon looked up at Hermione, the shit shoveler was jealous.

"Hmph, what do you think?"

"What are you thinking, you little brain? Don't I have a ready-made little fairy by my side?"

"Who is the little fairy? Where is the little fairy?"

"The little fairy is eating flying vinegar, and there is still a vinegar bottle hanging on her little mouth!"

"Ah, ignore you."

Sirius Black staggered along the edge of the Forbidden Forest with two big bone sticks in his mouth. The hut was really scary. He was very familiar with the Whomping Willow in the yard, but it was moved here. Taking advantage of the absence of the two unicorns, I went into the kitchen to find something to eat, but couldn't get in at all.

He had no choice but to take aim at the beehive outside the hut. He also knew this box. He had already emptied two of the boxes before, but he did not expect the third one to be moved here. When he opened the cover, a sad thing happened, and he was killed My niece caught a spot, but fortunately the last one named Macon came back.

The swollen mouth made him cry uncontrollably, and the big bags all over his body followed him, irritating his nerves all the time, but thinking of Pettigrew Peter, James and Lily, these were nothing.

That damned mouse, he wished he could swallow him alive, soon, soon, he just needed to be patient for a while, and he only needed to find the right opportunity, and he could pull out that mouse and tear him apart.

"Mr. Filch, I heard that you were treated unfairly at Hogwarts."

Minister Fudge, who left the headmaster's office, did not leave Hogwarts. He came to the office of the janitor Filch.

"Mr. Minister, you know, I'm just a Squib, I..."

"Okay, Filch, look at the way you are now. What is this? A crash course in quick spells? Argus, this is useless at all. You are destined to be a squib. You have this spare time. Why don't you think about it?" Think of other ways."

When Filch heard Minister Fudge calling him Argus, he became excited instantly, which made him feel that his humble status had been raised a lot. He really wanted to know what the other way was, and his cloudy eyes showed hope again.

"Argus, the Ministry of Magic lacks talents like you. You shouldn't be buried in Hogwarts."

Minister Fudge's heartbroken expression made Filch's heart beat violently.

"Department, Mr. Minister! I am also a talent for a squib?"

"Of course, don't underestimate yourself, Argus, you have to know that not only Hogwarts, the Ministry of Magic also has some sneaky, slippery, and unscrupulous existences, and we just need people like you to supervise them .”

"In the Ministry of Magic, you don't need to cast magic. You only need a position, such as the Chief of the Supervision Section, which will make them treat you with a low eyebrow and respect."

"Ah, then, can I do it? Minister, Mr. Minister, I am eager to work there! I mean, I can express my loyalty to you!"

Filch was so excited that he couldn't hold his head up all his life as a Squib, and now he had an opportunity waiting for him. This was the Minister of Magic!The most powerful group of people in the wizarding world!

"Of course, Argus, you have to believe in your abilities, but before you go to the Ministry of Magic, you need to do something for me! Don't worry, it's all very simple."

Minister Fudge was extremely disappointed with Filch's performance, and there was nothing he could do now. There was no more suitable candidate than him in Hogwarts, and he couldn't even use means to control such a person.

"Mr. Minister, please tell me that as long as I, Filch, can do anything, I will never let you down."

"Very well, Argus, you need to keep an eye on Harry for me, and report to me as soon as you find anything unusual. I believe you should understand what I mean."

"Understand! Understood! Don't worry about that fugitive, I will always keep it in my heart."

"Huh? That's just your main goal, you still need to keep an eye on Dumbledore, and that damn black cat!"

"Ah! Watching Dumbledore? But me, I can't usually get in touch with him, I, I..."

"Argus! This is just a secondary goal. You don't need to deliberately contact him. As long as you have news or rumors about him, you can report to me!"

Minister Fudge looked at Filch's terrified expression, the mud couldn't support the wall!