[Comprehensive] I have ancestral shit shoveling skills

If the end of the world is coming tomorrow, will those who feel it in advance be happier, or those who don't realize it will be happier?

Phoebe didn't know.

She knew something was going on, but as a little witch, all she could do was do her job—protect the magical animals, save them, do whatever she could.Even if the earth will be destroyed tomorrow, at least they will not die at the hands of thieves, smugglers and poachers today.

After eating the last piece of pie and putting away the divination props scattered all over the table, Phoebe took a hot bath, and then got rid of distracting thoughts, and fell asleep peacefully.

When she woke up the next morning she made herself a huge sandwich.

The morning is spent in the suitcase.The suitcase was twice as big as when Newt had it.Every animal in the crate had been rescued by Phoebe herself, but she knew that in the outside world, out of her reach, many more animals died before they could be rescued.Whenever she thinks of this, an urgent impulse urges her to go faster, faster.

Australian Opaleye squats on a huge rock, and every scale of the whole body is like a pearl, showing changeable and colorful colors under the light.Phoebe walked up to it, carrying a bucket too bulky for her size, with chopped pork in it.She tossed a piece of meat to the lazy fire dragon, who sneezed, spewed a small wisp of red flame from his nose, and rubbed the big head at her affectionately,

This rub directly knocked her backwards.

Phoebe rolled her eyes and got up, using the Flying Charm to call back the barrel that rolled to the bottom, then simply climbed up the fire dragon's outstretched forelegs to its back, and touched its thick and powerful neck along the lines of its scales.The dragon began to pick and choose among the piles of meat.

"You feel it too, Okeby?" she asked softly.

With a flick of the neck, the meat was sucked into the mouth, and the Australian opaleye's long tail slammed on the stone several times, splashing countless stones that were broken into powder.

"Okay, okay, I forgot you didn't like the name, Ozzy." Phoebe patted reassuringly, and then hugged the dragon's neck, leaning against its dry and cold scales.

"Maybe it wouldn't be such a bad thing if magic really went into winter. I've read in history that the last time magic went into winter, the horse-drawn carriages at Hogwarts were replaced with steam trains. Do you know what that means, Ozzy?" ?Every time, every time only when the magic wanes, wizards realize how powerful Muggles are, but when it returns, they start to rest on their laurels."

Ozzy held a large piece of meat in his front paws, and the pork ribs snapped under his long teeth, as easily as eating finger biscuits.

Phoebe tucked her feet up a bit to sit cross-legged so that she wouldn't actually splash blood or flesh on her legs. "But my intuition tells me that this is not the midwinter of magic, this is something completely different. You can feel it, the magic power is shaking, they become stronger and weaker, and some evil, dark things crawled up from the ground, Primal and untamed power is far more terrifying than black magic. Compared with it, My-Know-Who is nothing to mention." She sighed. "Maybe I should write to Grandpa or Professor Dumbledore, they know better, they always know better."

Ozzy let out a low growl from his throat, and his long tail dangled in mid-air like a bored cat.

Phoebe:? ? ? ? ?

"You want me to pray to Merlin?" She said loudly, if it wasn't for Long'er's lack of ears, she would want to pull his ears now, "Are you laughing at us wizards? Stop eating, tell me clearly, and pray to Merlin What means?"

Aussie Opaleye swallowed the last piece of meat like a cloud, and threw her to the ground.Unconvinced, Phoebe reached out her arms and grabbed its face, staring into its pupilless eyes.

But after a few minutes, she felt that it was too stupid to compare herself with the dragon.

......

The angry Phoebe decided to spread her love to the outside world.

When she went out in the afternoon, she came out with a bag of cans, and it was a bit panicky to carry the shrunken cans in her pocket.

For her, among the new animal friends, the big T who was offered food and drink in a local tyrant's house will probably not be seen in a short time. Showing the face of the high-cold country president who will make you unattainable tomorrow, she has been looking for Di Zai for three or four days, but she always disappeared. gray cat.

But what was strange was that the gray cat, which was supposed to lie down and not move its nest for a long time, was not on its own royal trash can.

Phoebe searched back and forth in the alley a few times, lifted the lid of the bucket, and looked into the bucket.Suddenly, she heard a noise at the end of the alley, so she breathed a sigh of relief, and walked back with the plastic bag.

Queens itself is not a particularly safe neighborhood. Not long after Labor Day, demonstrations broke out in many areas. The lack of police force after being transferred to key areas and the superheroes' overwhelmed self-care have given criminals a hard time. Take advantage of this opportunity.She understood the truth, but when Phoebe walked around a pile of trash cans and saw a body with a severed head, she almost stood still on the spot.

Fortunately, many years of experience abroad made her subconsciously do the only thing that can protect herself in the face of a crisis: she put on the invisibility cloak that she always carried with her.

The blood flows out along the grain of the stone, so there is indeed so much human blood, like a broken water bag.In front of her, in a pool of blood, a guy in a red tights was crouching and picking out the victim's pockets.Phoebe held her breath and didn't dare to move. In the silence, except for the sound of rubbing clothes, I could only hear the murderer's thoughts: "These mission targets are getting poorer than each other, buddy, as a gang leader, isn't it a little bit poor for you to be so poor?" Violating the law?" He pulled out more and more anxiously, and finally let out a low growl of annoyance, and fired three shots at the wall. "Fuck! What the hell is minecraft! Is this a parallel universe?"

Phoebe stepped back carefully, so that the blood that flowed down did not touch the exposed part of the sole of her foot.But the angry murderer looked in this direction immediately. When he raised the gun, the gunpowder smoke from the muzzle was still wafting.

She clenched her wand tightly, the hairs all over her body stood on end, and her eyes were fixed on the gun.

The air seemed to be frozen, the murderer tilted his head, the trigger finger seemed to be about to move, and then——

A cat meow.

The guy in the tights relaxes.

"Oh~ little kitty, I scared you." He looked back at the corpse, complained pretendingly to blame himself, and even sighed lovingly and dramatically, "You really have to go to a safer place, this Not a good place, man," he pointed. "Not a good person either." As he spoke, he almost became complacent, and his walking steps became bouncing.

After he disappeared, Phoebe, who was madly complaining in her heart, let out a breath of foul air and put away the invisibility cloak.

The gray cat just sat there, licking its paws.The gash in its left ear was wider, but its eyes were still bright.A few seconds later, Di Zai jumped down from the sky and landed on its shoulder.

"You haven't come to see me for a long time." Phoebe said to Di Zai while taking out the food from the plastic bag.

"I've always wanted to come, but since that fat man's accident, everyone is afraid to go to your area again. I'm sorry I can't help you." Di Zai jumped two steps and said dejectedly.

After all, when Hedwig was glued down, the witnesses were a whole block of birds. The few timid ones were almost scared to death, and even the brave ones didn't want to challenge the spider web.Unknowingly, Spider-Man has become a Voldemort-like existence in the New York bird world, unspeakable, unspeakable.

Only then did Phoebe suddenly realize, but she also thought that if Hedwig knew that she was called "Fatty" by a little sparrow, she would definitely be furious.

"Spider-Man is not malicious." Out of sympathy for good neighbors in New York these days, she explained.

"But someone has malice towards him." The gray cat said slowly, "the gunman, he looked for it for a while after the red butt left, and then he became indifferent. I was going to send a little guy to find you, but yesterday A man in a hood delivered something, they said it was the 'latest weapon' prepared by the 'group' for the shooter, hope he moves as soon as possible."

"Then he probably has to line up. There are not too many people who want to assassinate superheroes these days." Phoebe is not the same as when she first came to New York. Now she knows more about the power and connection of superheroes.But the message conveyed by the gray cat is not irrelevant, after thinking about it, she still added a sentence. "I'll write to the Magic Council again."

The gray cat was noncommittal. It fiddled with the canned food critically with downcast eyes, its mutilated beard shaking.

For some time neither of them spoke.

"Writing letters, very good." Until the gray cat spoke again, "You should write letters and stop running around."

"Fewer and fewer little ones willing to hang out. Something's going on, something terrible, look outside, man, when was the last time you saw mice roaming the streets?"

"They all felt it, just like I felt it. The power, from the ground, from the sky."

Phoebe's throat tightened.

She was about to say something more, when suddenly, a huge movement from a distance caught her mind—the warning spell was triggered, the warning spell she cast by the lake.

It was too late to say goodbye, and with a bang, she disappeared in place.

The final frame is the gray cat's cold eyes.