Hogwarts Homecoming

Everything in the room has been shrouded in phantom magic, only a candlestick that is about to peel off from the wall is still emitting dim but steady candle light. Amostati slipped the fur on the back of Crookshanks' neck, afraid that he would His handsome appearance was ruined by the big cat's sharp claws.

"What are you doing here, Crookshanks, if you don't stay by Hermione's side?"

Amostar asked, frowning in confusion.

When he heard that the wizard with whom he had a relationship called out his and his master's names accurately, Crookshanks calmed down a little. He turned his head and looked at the dilapidated room, and then turned to Amos. Tower, trying to look innocent.

Meow meow--

Crookshanks raised one front paw and swiped at Amosta twice.

"Are you asking me what I'm doing here?" Amosta raised his brows, surprised by the intelligence of the big yellow cat. After a short pause, he put Crookshanks on the ground and shrugged. shoulder said,

"I need a quiet place to conduct my magic research. As you can see, little guy, this place is very remote, and no one bothers me. By the way, you haven't answered my question yet?"

Crookshanks averted his eyes, raised his nose and sniffed around, and then rushed into the kitchen and leaped onto the kitchen counter nimbly, meowing at an empty place.

"Sharp little guy--"

Amosta smiled, and he snapped his fingers, and the space in the back gradually faded away like an old newspaper that was eaten away by the lingering flames, revealing a huge wooden cage holding several large rats.

"So to say--"

Amosta walked into the kitchen again, he looked at the two front paws lying on the cage in amused manner, and turned his head from time to time and meowed anxiously at Crookshanks,

"You smelled the smell of mice, so you came here to find food? Could it be that you wiped out all the mice in Hogwarts, and Ron's mouse named Scabbers also fell into your stomach? "

Crookshanks blinked and lowered his head, avoiding Amostar's gaze.

"Well, although I don't have much in stock, I can't let you go for nothing--"

Grunting, Amosta reached into the cage and picked out the fattest vole, and stuffed it into Crookshanks' mouth,

"Okay, that's it, I have to go back to rest, and you go back to school as soon as possible."

Crookshanks jumped off the kitchen counter, but it didn't leave immediately, its eyes were still pointing at the wooden cage, and after whimpering a few times with the mouse in its mouth, it ran to Amosta's feet and rubbed its head against him desperately ankle.

Such a funny performance amused Amosta, he squatted down, gently rubbed Crookshanks' fluffy yellow fur, and joked,

"Do you think of me as a cafeteria, little one?"

Crookshanks said nothing, just looked at Amostar with longing and pleading eyes.

Amosta scratched Sisi's hair, pouted his mouth and thought for a while, he stuffed the wooden prison on the kitchen into the dish room, lowered his head and smiled at Crookshanks,

"Well, the cage is here. If you can't find anything to eat, you can come here to browse... But I suggest you come while I'm here. When I leave, the guards around the house The spell will work, and anything living in or out of here will alert me."

Meow--

Crookshanks' eyes flickered, and he nodded under Amostar's gaze.

What a clever cat!

Amosta marveled at Crookshanks' cleverness again in his heart. He just mentioned it casually and didn't expect a cat to understand what he meant, but he didn't expect this cat to actually understand.

"correct--"

Thinking of something, Amosta suddenly ordered in a concentrated voice,

"Don't you lure Hermione and those adventurous young wizards to come here to explore--"

He waved his magic wand to seal the door, the oncoming mountain wind and the somewhat dazzling starlight lifted his spirits a lot, he rubbed his sore eyes, suddenly, a faint feeling of peeping came to his heart ,

"who?"

Amosta stared at a place down the slope with frowning eyes, and asked sharply.

Under the bright moonlight, a black wild dog the size of a black bear suddenly sprang out half a mile away from a bump on the raised ground. After realizing that he had been spotted, the big black dog turned around and ran away. Running wildly, the speed is comparable to that of a cheetah.

At the same time, Crookshanks, who had been docile in Amosta's arms, suddenly jumped to the ground, his yellow hair was blown up, and he grinned aggressively at Amosta, making a killing motion.

Amosta scratched his suddenly itchy hair, looked at Crookshanks strangely,

"You also made a good friend?"

Crookshanks clasped his limbs to the ground without any wavering, firmly blocking in front of Amostar.

Amosta shook his head and laughed, turned around and walked towards another village, but after taking a few steps, he stopped suddenly, looking in the direction where the big black dog was escaping in surprise,

"-Did I TM meet something ominous?!"

More than a month later, Black once again escaped from the pursuit of the Ministry of Magic and the savior Harry Potter was predicted to die. These topics have lost their market in Hogwarts, and they are still wandering around the castle wearing a bandage all day long. Malfoy reminded the little wizards of Hagrid's disastrous Magical Creatures lesson in the first week of school, but the topic was quickly fading away with the first Quidditch match of the new school year. .

It was a clear night tonight. Under the supervision of Mrs. Hooch, the Gryffindor team members practiced until nearly ten o'clock before dragging their exhausted bodies back to the castle.

As expected, the Gryffindor lounge was still very lively at this time, with chirping discussions everywhere.

"Can someone tell me what happened?"

The weather turned cold, and the fireplace in the lounge was once again warming with flames. Harry walked to Hermione and Ron who were lying on the wooden table beside the fireplace, finishing the star trail map for astronomy class, and asked curiously.

A minute later, Harry, who was originally full of joy because of the very good training results, collapsed on the chair, his face became dull.

Going to Hogsmeade for the weekend, before Black was arrested, this kind of interesting thing obviously had nothing to do with him.

Harry looked at the flaming flames with drooping eyelids, thinking with disinterest.

"Since the Ministry of Magic has already spotted Black once," Hermione said, seeing through Harry's mind, she pursed her lips, "then it won't be long before he gets caught, Harry, I dare you Be sure to come with us next time."

"We'll have to wait until the year of the monkey next time—" Ron glared at Hermione dissatisfiedly, "According to me, Harry, you should ask McGonagall, she can't just let you stay in the castle as a third-year student Right, and besides, if Black had any brains, he couldn't have gone to Hogsmeade and acted rashly."

"Have you forgotten what Professor Lupine said, Ron?"

Hermione said seriously,

"Although Black is evil, since he was able to escape from Azkaban, it is enough to prove that he is a very cunning dark wizard. He will definitely choose a time that we all think is impossible to attack Harry!"

Harry hesitated, because what Ron and Hermione said had some truth, he was not sure who to listen to, if it was the second year, Harry thought he would probably listen to Ron's opinion , but some things he experienced during these days made him change a bit. Harry had to admit that he was a little in awe of Professor Brian's advice at the end of the summer vacation and Professor Lupine's previous warning.

By the way, Professor Blaine—

Harry blinked, and his expression suddenly became relaxed. Professor Brian told himself that he would stay in Hogsmeade until Black didn't catch him

The reason why Hogwarts is safe is not because of dementors and those ancient magics, but because of Professor Dumbledore here, so in the same way, Hogsmeade with Professor Brian is there must be no bad situation occur!