The Mysterious Black Cat at Hogwarts

Chapter 110 I Suggest You Ask Mars

"Albus, what happened? Remus didn't explain why..."

"Minerva, it's okay, the trouble caused by this black cat is over."

Dumbledore raised the black cat in his hand, and Professor McGonagall took it carefully and hugged it in his arms, gently stroking the cat's head, watching him kick his legs intermittently, twitching his tail. What?

"Don't worry, he just had an accident and he'll be fine soon. I'm going to the Horseman Tribe now, and there's already a mess over there."

Seeing her worried look, Dumbledore sighed and left the castle.

Professor McGonagall brought the black cat to the Gryffindor lounge, and several people who had returned from the hut were waiting here.

"Macon!"

Hermione saw the black cat that was twitching from time to time, rushed forward to take him, and looked even more sad when she saw that the cat was not right.

"It's okay, boy, he needs to rest now, and you too, don't stay here, go back and rest quickly, Draco, go back to Slytherin quickly, Remus, you come with me. "

McGonagall and Professor Lupine left the lounge one after the other, and they walked into a secluded corridor.

"Remus, Macon is a good boy. Although he is a bit different, I believe he is a good boy. I'm afraid that the news about him tonight will cause unnecessary influence on him."

"Professor, I understand that when I was studying at Hogwarts, you took care of me in the same way. I understand the difficulty of being excluded."

Professor Lupine looked at the worried Professor McGonagall and expressed his intentions, but what he didn't say was that the black cat was infinitely more dangerous than him!

"Remus, you don't know, when Albus and I found the black cat at the gate of the castle, he was so pitiful."

"Did you know? That homeless little black cat actually wrote on the ground, wanting to enter Hogwarts to survive, and the aggrieved look made me anxious. Fortunately, Albus agreed. Over the years, his achievements in transfiguration make me very happy."

"Then he was with Miss Granger and they had a great relationship and yes they were together which was a huge relief to me."

"He has made a lot of friends here, and I watched him grow up step by step, so I trust him!"

Lupine felt sour when he saw Professor McGonagall treating her child like an old mother, who was heartbroken.

"Okay, okay, professor, you go back quickly, I promise! I swear I won't reveal a word!"

Professor McGonagall was relieved to hear his assurance, and left satisfied.

"What's so good about that nasty black cat..."

Lupine muttered quietly.

Hermione carefully carried Macon back to the dormitory, and put him on the bed. The black cat purred comfortably, which made her heart sink, she was really worried tonight, those black paws horrible.

Smart, she has long known that this cat is extraordinary, and has never asked about it. She likes every day with him.

The white lion cat jumped onto the bed, snuggled up to the black cat, and gently arched the other's cat's head. The black cat seemed to sense it in his sleep, raised its paw, and hugged her into his arms. The familiar smell, Let them all feel at ease, snoring one after another.

Dumbledore looked at the devastated Forbidden Forest with a headache, and what made him even more troubled was the centaur.

"Dumbledore, you should give us an explanation!"

"Such a dangerous thing, why did it appear in Hogwarts!"

"It's a good thing we ran fast, or else we were all turned into pieces like the tribe."

The horsemen began to talk about the disaster brought by the black cat. They are now homeless, and the whole tribe was shattered by the raging black claws.

Dumbledore waved the Elder Wand quickly, the uneven ground was restored to level, and the dilapidated houses were restored to their original state.

"It was just an accident. I will warn the black cat. If you are not satisfied, I can let him come over in person."

"Albus, this is the last time! We hope that black cat won't cause such a big mess again!"

An old centaur came out. He was a prophet in the tribe, and he was more powerful than the patriarch.

"Prophet Carney, will that black cat cause any trouble? You can ask Mars, if it can enlighten you...Of course, the matter is over now, and I will restore the Forbidden Forest. "

Dumbledore looked at the centaur prophet. He didn't believe that the centaur could do things that Gellert could not do. What virtue does that black cat have?You lose bears every now and then, don't you know?

After leaving the centaur tribe, Dumbledore, who was in a bad mood, began to wipe the black cat's ass with the repairing spell...

In the early morning, the warm sunlight shone into the room, and the white cat on the bed slowly woke up. She opened her mouth and yawned, stretched her limbs and stretched out, and when she was about to open her eyes, a barbed tongue stuck in. In her mouth, her cat's tongue was hooked.

"Meow!"

Hermione, who was awake for a moment, let out a meow, and she patted the black cat's head with her cat's paw angrily.

"What did you do last night? Do you know how worried I am about you? The principal was shocked!"

Hermione, who lifted the Animagus, lifted the black cat who wanted to dodge but didn't dare to run away, and it was a burst of questioning.

"Sorry, Hermione, I sneaked out to practice the Patronus Charm last night."

The black cat lowered its head and obediently admitted its mistake. He didn't expect such a big commotion in the end.

"Then you've done it?"

"Yeah! Although it's not quite the same as yours, it's okay, right?"

"What is different? Is it considered? I want to see."

When Hermione heard what he said, her curiosity was instantly aroused.

"It's just that the patron saint is different..."

"Huh? Your Patronus is a magical animal? Isn't that the same as the headmaster's?"

Macon brought the curious baby Hermione back to Macon's hut. Afraid of making too much noise, he took her Apparating to a further place, and stopped after confirming that there were no people around.

"Then I used it, but I still haven't used it."

"Yeah, hurry up and let me see, there was such a big commotion last night, this patron saint must be very powerful!"

Hermione still remembered those Talons last night, which made her full of anticipation.

Macon adjusted his posture and showed a playful smile. The pleasure of hunting prey fluctuated violently, and his black tail pointed to the open space ahead.

"Call God Guard!"

The black tail drew an open circle, and a pitch-black mist diffused out. In the center of the mist, chains shot high into the sky, and a large number of black clouds rolled at the end of the chains. A translucent black guillotine fell from the sky with a bang. , countless red and black figures looming on the upright frame...

Click!Click!Click!

Hermione looked at the tall guillotine in shock, and suddenly felt creepy, and her neck felt cold...

This is the Patronus?Did you keep the Dementors and Voldebats alive?People's patron saints are all driving away, so you are beheading directly, right?