Hogwarts pet owl

With Dumbledore taking action, this Halloween was finally passed safely.

The basilisk did not cause any casualties. As soon as it appeared, it was seriously injured by Dumbledore and fled in despair.

Since the basilisk moves in the pipes of Hogwarts, it can't be captured even by someone as powerful as Dumbledore - after all, the castle can't be demolished, right?

But once Dumbledore knew the location of the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets and the existence of the Basilisk, it was difficult for the Basilisk to cause any more trouble.

It was just that the little diary was missing, which made both Dumbledore and Errol feel a little uneasy.

Where did Voldemort's Horcruxes and Tom Riddle's diary go?

Errol's plan to extend her life was almost ruined.

This forced her to shift her expectations to Animagus - the universe at her fingertips could modify reality, which naturally included extending the life span of living things.

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Ministry of Magic.

Minister's Office.

Cornelius Fudge was sipping black tea and eating pastries by the fireplace, enjoying a relaxing moment in the afternoon.

There was a sudden knock on the door, and Fudge showed impatience on his face.

"Who?"

Fudge put down the tea cup in his hand, walked back to his desk, and spread a document in front of him.

The person outside the door replied: "I am Bode of the Department of Mysteries, Mr. Minister."

"come in."

Minister Cornelius Fudge flipped through the documents, writing something down with a quill from time to time——

When Bode entered the door, he saw the diligent figure of Mr. Minister.

Fudge raised his head, with a warm smile on his face, and asked Bode:

"what happened?"

Bode quickly replied:

"Mr. Minister, something big has happened,"

Bode wiped the sweat from his forehead;

"The disaster star surrounding Jupiter, which Muggles call Comet Shoemaker-Levy 9, has long been torn into pieces by Jupiter. A few days ago, Muggles detected that a fragment of the comet broke away from Jupiter. , flying towards us - at that time, the Ministry of Magic everywhere was tracking this fragment."

Fudge nodded. He knew everything Bode was talking about now - Dolores Umbridge was a good subordinate. She would always report some important things to him concisely, saving him a lot of reading time. , it can be said to be very considerate.

Bode continued,

"Originally, the piece of debris was moving towards us at a steady speed, but just last night, the piece of debris suddenly accelerated -"

Fudge leaned forward slightly, looking very interested.

"Just now, we lost track of the fragment. We tried all our methods and couldn't trace it!"

Fudge leaned back.

"Well, Mr. Bode, can you tell me what this means? Because it seems to me that the sudden disappearance of a piece of the comet has no effect on us."

Bode explained:

"Sir, comets have represented misfortune and disaster since ancient times. The way the comet fragments move forward is already contrary to common sense. Any abnormality about comets deserves our attention."

"And if we keep monitoring it, when it gets close to the earth, we can find ways to minimize its harm; but now it is missing. If, I mean if, its goal has not changed, then it is very likely that There may be a collision with our earth——"

"That would be a real disaster, sir!"

Fudge frowned: "Then tell me what should we do now? Do you have a plan?"

"No, sir,"

Bode felt Fudge's dissatisfaction and swallowed.

"I came to you because I hope you can organize forces to deal with this matter..."

"enough,"

Fudge interrupted Bode,

"Both of them are like this! They come to me whenever there is trouble. Do you think I am omnipotent?"

The fat pink woman appeared in Fudge's mind again. Umbridge would never embarrass herself!

"Okay, I will convene a Wizengamot meeting later to discuss this damn comet fragment and see if there is any solution!"

Fudge waved his hand, and Bode the Silent Man retreated.

Mr. Minister sat back in front of the fireplace.

It's just that he is no longer interested in having afternoon tea.

After a moment of daze, he rang a bell,

Soon, a greasy-pink Umbridge appeared outside the minister's office.

"Come in, come in, Dolores,"

Mr. Minister ordered,

"You can convene a meeting of the Wizengamot for me later. We are in big trouble."

He paused and then said,

"But now, you drink tea with me."

Umbridge had a sweet smile on her face:

"Of course, Mr. Minister, it's an honor."

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universe.

Close to Mars.

A flash of light came on.

A comet trailing a long light tail appeared in the orbit of Mars.

These are the fragments of the missing comet Shoemaker-Levy 9 that alarmed the Ministry of Magic of various countries.

But the most surprising thing is not that this piece of debris suddenly appeared on Mars.

But on this huge piece of debris, there was actually a person sitting cross-legged there!

This is a woman.

The skin is dark brown and the hair is snow white,

Perhaps in the eyes of many people, such a dark-skinned woman cannot be called a beauty, but no matter who looks at this person, they will praise her as "good looking".

The woman stood up with great effort and looked far away in the direction of the earth.

"I clearly sensed Ah Hui's soul fluctuations before, why is it missing now?"

The woman said to herself,

"There is no supernatural power in this world. Ah Hui won't be bullied, right?"

A light purple gemstone about two centimeters long was inlaid between her eyebrows. She stretched out her hand to caress the gemstone and said helplessly:

"It will take two months to accumulate enough magical power to teleport. It's so troublesome!"

She floated to the end of the comet fragments, held the fragments with both hands, and suddenly a scorching light shot out from under her feet.

The huge driving force pushed the comet fragments away from the orbit of Mars and headed towards the Earth.

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Errol doesn't know about things in the Ministry of Magic and things in the universe.

She was currently standing on George's shoulders, letting the twins lead her through the secret passages of Hogwarts.

"Elrol, will that interesting old man you mentioned really treat us to drinks?"

【certainly! That old man is so kind. He invited me to drink last time. 】

George smiled and said: "Then let's walk faster, maybe we can still catch the class tomorrow morning."

Fred shook his head: "There is a divination class tomorrow morning, don't worry!"

"Yes, we can say that we understand the relationship between dreams and predicting the future. We completed the divination in our sleep!"

"Well, if Trelawney asked us what we foresaw..."

"Boom!"

[Gilderoy Lockhart will leave us at the end of this school year. 】

The twins looked at each other, confused by their owl sister's sudden remarks.

"This is very Professor Trelawney's style..."

"Yes, in the first lesson she taught us, she also said that one of the two of us will face death in the future!"

"Haha, she looks like a liar. Who in this world doesn't have to face death?"

Errol didn't interrupt.

She knew very well that the divination professor Sybill Trelawney could make real predictions.

In the final battle a few years later, Fred did unfortunately die fighting the Death Eaters.

Fortunately she is here now.

The owl is here and peace is at home in the Weasley household.