The Mysterious Black Cat at Hogwarts

Ms. Rosmerta is indeed a well-known courtesan in the wizarding world. Under her command, merchants and vendors from other places returned to Hogsmeade village through the floating platform. She was very excited at this time, and made a lot of money during the day. A lot of money, she also has a chance to make a lot of money tonight, because those foreign tourists, some of whom travel too far, will choose to live in the Three Broomsticks bar.

When the last group of tourists landed on the ground, a whirlwind flew to the entrance of the village with the rubbish produced today, at the bottom of the floating city, 12 propellers sprayed out dazzling tail flames, and flew back to Hogwarts.

The little wizards waited tiredly for the floating table to send them back to the ground. No one had the desire to chat, because most of them were hoarse from playing too much.

Umbridge looked at Floating City and the entire Hogwarts with resentment. All the students came back after the curfew, and she couldn't punish them at all.

On the weekend of the next day, four cats were basking in the sun on the sightseeing floor of the main hall. A mechanical crow flew over. The black cat took out a letter from it and saw that it was from Ms. Rosmerta. He immediately lost interest and threw it on the coffee table.

"Macon, the letter from Ms. Rosmerta said that yesterday's daily income was more than 8 Galleons, and yours has more than 8000 Galleons, as well as statistical forms and vouchers." Hermione scratched the cat nail. He opened the envelope and said to the black cat after reading it.

"Let's put it with her first, and we'll get it back after Christmas," the black cat waved its paws and said nonchalantly, "It's all small money."

"Even if it's small money, keep these," Hermione put the form and the voucher into the black cat's hairpin. "If you lose it, it will cause unnecessary trouble when you go to get the money."

Hermione understood that Macon no longer had any feelings about the number of Galleons, and his pleasure was only in making money, not how much money he made.

"Yeah! Housekeeper, then you keep it, and when you get the money, put it with you." The black cat turned over, so that the warm sun could fully tan its ups and downs.

"What is this? Pocket money?" Hermione patted the black cat's belly, "I can't use that much."

The black cat bent the tip of its tail, smiled and said to Hermione, "Then spend it hard, don't regret it if you don't finish it."

"Why can't I finish the flowers, I will regret it?" Hermione was taken aback by what the black cat said.

The black cat looked at her proudly, stretched out a cat paw and put it in front of her, spread out its four nails, and slowly closed them, "Because when you get married, those pocket money will return to my hands."

"Cut! ~ You think I don't understand this?" Hermione looked at the black cat with disdain, "Before marriage, you need to sign a property agreement, and it is usually divided equally, so your property will be half of mine."

"That's right!" The black cat jumped up in shock, "Isn't it too much of a loss for me? No! This marriage can't be married!"

"How dare you!" Hermione changed back into a human form and lifted the back of the black cat's neck, "This marriage is settled! I don't want half, I want all! We will make an agreement before we get married!"

"Ah! That's great," the black cat covered its mouth and snickered, "I don't even have to propose marriage! It will save you embarrassing me then."

Hermione's annoyed expression immediately froze, and when she realized that she had been deceived, she immediately said resolutely, "That's not good! You can't miss what you should have!"

"Oh? What should we have?"

"There should be no less marriage proposals!"

"Then can you agree to my proposal?"

"Of course! No! No..."

"What's wrong? You've already agreed! It's easy to see!"

"what!"

The happy time ended with the end of the weekend, as Filch nailed the new educational order to the wall at the entrance of the auditorium.

"No.20 Education Order No. [-]": Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Witchcraft will disband all student organizations, associations, teams and clubs with immediate effect.Regular gatherings of more than three students are strictly prohibited, reorganization may be requested to the Senior Inquisitor, and no student organizations, associations, teams and clubs shall exist without the approval of the Senior Inquisitor.

Signature: Dolores Umbridge, Senior Inspector of the Ministry of Magic at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

"Why is this? We are students studying in the school! We are not prisoners in Azkaban! What is the difference between here and there except that there are no dementors?"

"Dude, look at the back, it can still be reorganized! But with Umbridge's consent? What is she targeting?"

"It can't be about our blacksmithing after class, right? We only have so little time every day, can't we vent? Now, except for the alchemy professor, every professor is asked by her to strengthen the homework, even Professor Huo Qi's flight class, writing foot-long parchment papers on broomsticks!"

"Hi! That's you grades [-]-[-]! Our alchemy homework in grades [-] and [-] has two feet a day! All the homework put together! Almost covers the entire bed!"

"···"

Harry, Ron, and Hermione stood at the back of the crowd, looked at each other, and understood that it was time to activate their backhands. They decided to use the Response Room to gather those who dared to resist. This educational order clearly It was targeting the dueling club.

The three hurried to the Gryffindor lounge. Hermione took out a list from the hairpin. There were less than ten people on it. As long as they were notified, they would naturally notify the rest. This is a plan that has been prepared long ago.

"Each of you go and notify five people, and leave the rest to them. After reading this list, destroy it," Hermione looked at Harry and Ron seriously, and divided the list in her hands into pieces. Second, hand it to them, "Be sure to pay attention to whether there are suspicious people around, it is best to meet them alone, and don't mistake the person!"

"Isn't this a bit of a big deal?" Ron took the list and said with a frown, "I feel like I'm working for some mysterious organization."

"Ron, these people are all students. Although we are helping them exercise their actual combat abilities, it is also for them to at least have the power to protect themselves when the war comes. Therefore, in order to ensure their safety, no matter how careful we are But," Harry continued, looking at Ron solemnly, "we can't play with their lives!"

Ron swallowed his saliva, stared closely at the five names on the half of the paper, and after making sure that every word was deeply engraved in his mind, he crumpled the paper, and under the shocked eyes of Harry and Hermione, In, stuffed in the mouth, swallowed into the stomach like a jujube.

"Oh! Ron, you just need to burn or shred it." Hermione held her forehead and pointed to the fireplace in the living room, where there were a few salamanders lying leisurely on the firewood.

"Uh! I heard that in the stories, so I did it subconsciously!"

"Ron, how does the parchment smell?"

"Harry, I didn't taste it, it's a little throaty!"