The Mysterious Black Cat at Hogwarts

"I will, I will, that Macon, he doesn't live in the castle either, Dumbledore gave him the privilege, he lives outside."

"That's your business, Argus, you have to learn to think and learn to use your own advantages. Do you want me to teach you these things?"

"Yes, yes, Mr. Minister, don't worry, I will definitely handle this errand well."

Filch echoed Minister Fudge, chewing on his words, learning to think?Use to your advantage?

"Argus, you have to remember, if you can provide me with powerful information, your position in the Ministry of Magic in the future will not only be the chief of the supervision section!"

Fudge looked meaningfully at Filch, who was so excited that he couldn't help it, turned and left his office. This place is really too simple, and staying here will really affect his identity.

As for whether the Ministry of Magic has a supervisory department?That's not easy, just find a utility room and hang a sign.

Hermione came to the cafeteria with the black cat Macon in her arms. Before stepping into the cafeteria, the two heard various topics about dementors.

During the Quidditch match today, the commotion caused by the dementors was too great. The image of hundreds of dementors chasing Harry was deeply imprinted in their minds. The little wizards were very afraid of this kind of thing , especially in some wizarding families, whenever the children are disobedient, the parents will always use dementors to scare the children.

"Be quiet, everyone. I'm sorry. The Ministry of Magic still hasn't agreed to withdraw the dementors. They will still linger in Hogwarts. I hope you will stay away from them when you encounter them. If you find anything unusual, Seek refuge immediately with a nearby professor or Auror."

"This year's Quidditch competition is temporarily suspended. After dinner, no one is allowed to leave the dormitory. All professors will participate in the night patrol..."

This dinner, the little wizards were very dull, Dumbledore finished speaking and called Macon to him.

"Macon, you should also join the night watch tonight, just help me, an old bad old man."

"Mr. Principal, I am very willing to help you, if you don't mind if I have some dessert."

"Macon, whatever you want, if you have a chance, I would like to take you to a certain isolated island, where there are a lot of desserts."

Macon looked at Dumbledore's squinted eyes, the old bee seemed really angry.

"By the way, Macon, you're on a team with Professor Snape tonight."

"Meow?"

Macon, who returned to the dining table, told Hermione about the matter, let her live in the castle recently, and left the cafeteria with Professor Snape.

"Harry, Macon has also gone to watch the night, so is our confinement temporarily over?"

Ron was a little irritable. The nightly confinement had become a habit, and the sudden interruption made him idle, and the night watch was definitely not a day or two. If the dementors didn't retreat, they couldn't exercise for a day.

"Well, it seems that we can't do it, but we can continue to exercise in the castle. I heard from Macon that there is a Room of Response on the eighth floor of the castle, and we can go there."

"That's really cool, I'll tell Seamus and Draco later."

"After dinner, you guys have to accompany me back to the hut, and I'm going to get some things."

Hermione looked at the two people who were obsessed with exercising, which made her very uncomfortable. In the past, they were full of all kinds of fun and never considered improving their own strength. Now they have completely changed.

"Of course no problem, Macon is not here, leave your safety to us!"

After Ron finished speaking, he rolled up his sleeves and began to show off his strong muscles.

In the dark dungeon of the castle, Professor Snape was holding a wand, which was emitting a bright light. He was always dressed in black robes, and looked extraordinarily gloomy. His shawl hair was like a snake head in an attacking posture, ready to choose someone at any time bite.

Of course it wasn't blown by the wind, but...

"Enough! Macon, stop your spellcasting, and stop casting the descaling spell on my hair!"

"But Professor, I think your hair needs to be cleaned, it's a bit oily."

"Macon, I wash my hair every day, it just looks like this, if you are really not used to it, don't squat on my shoulder!"

"Professor, have you ever tried Potter's Quick Smooth Conditioner?"

"Don't mention those two words in front of me! I will never use that kind of rubbish product!"

"Then professor, have you ever considered inventing a potion for hair care? I think you can earn a lot of Galleons. If the sales are good, you might be able to quickly occupy the market."

Professor Snape stopped in his tracks. He looked at the black cat on his shoulder from the corner of his eyes. Macon was afraid that he would have to look hard, so he stretched the cat's head so that he could look at himself better.

A big hand grabbed his cat's head and covered the yellow cat's eye with his palm. Professor Snape lifted the black cat in front of him, stared at the dark green eyes for a long time, and then put the black cat back Put it back on your shoulders.

"Professor, is this eye pretty?"

Professor Snape watched Macon use the Transfiguration Charm to make an eyepatch and put it on the cat's head, but he didn't answer Macon's words, he knew if it was good or not.

"Macon, that's a good suggestion. Rubbish products from the Potter family are not worthy of being active in the wizarding world. I've already thought of twelve recipes!"

Macon was taken aback by Professor Snape's words. How could this be related to the suppression of Potter's hair conditioner?

"Oh? Professor, have you thought of the name of the product?"

"Well, this is indeed a problem, Sushun Lubrication? The name has no meaning at all. It should be a good name. I think Super Suspension Lubrication is very good."

"···"

One person and one cat walked silently in the corridors of the castle. Night patrols are very boring, and night patrols with Professor Snape are simply a kind of torment.

Fortunately, they were not alone, and they encountered several teams of Aurors along the way.

"Isn't this Macon? Come and take a photo together! Huh? Professor Snape is here too? Then let's go together."

"Ah, look, it's Macon, can you take a photo with us? Professor Snape can too."

"Macon, can you sign here? I like you so much."

Macon lay on Snape's shoulder boredly, he thought he could meet a dementor, but he has never met a dementor.

Snape was annoyed by the Aurors and didn't want to say a word, when did this black cat become so famous?On the road of potion, he, known as the master, has never encountered such a battle.

Finally at midnight, it was Professor Sprout and Hagrid who came to take over, and they could get along well.

"Professor, do you want to have some supper?"

"No, I still have to brew potions."

"There's mapo tofu, and a mysterious spicy dish."

Snape, who was about to go to the dungeon, turned around and walked to the cafeteria after hearing the mapo tofu.

"Macon, Snape, you are here, sit here."

Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick were drinking tea in the cafeteria. When they saw Macon and Snape coming, they invited them to sit down.

"Professor McGonagall, drink tea first, and I'll cook a few dishes for supper."

Macon activated the Animagus to transform into a human form, pressed Snape on the seat, and walked into the kitchen, where Cookie had already taken out his apron and chef's hat, and stood beside him respectfully.

In Cookie's mind, Macon is not an ordinary little wizard. He admires the magical oriental food of the other party very much.