The Mysterious Black Cat at Hogwarts

Everyone at the banquet looked at the door at the same time. The terrifying aura emanating from the ferocious black claws made them pause for breath. The melodious and soothing dance music in their ears turned into an unconscious murmur, a mechanically repeated fuzzy sound, Unrecognizable and even more incomprehensible, but there is a strange magic power, and I am eager to listen to it.

"I'm sorry, Professor Slughorn. It's a small alchemy prop to prevent the enemy's sneak attack. You know, the wizarding world is in chaos recently." Macon apologized, retracted his ferocious black claws, and his ear-piercing voice spread throughout the banquet. A corner to dispel their panic.

"Ah? Ah! Master Macon, your alchemy is really extraordinary. It seems that you have obtained the true biography of Mr. Nicholas Flamel." After recovering, Slughorn shook his head again with a serious face. said, "It should be said that in some respects, you are better than Mr. Flamel."

"Professor Slughorn, the teacher's attainments in alchemy are not comparable." Macon looked around, the black cat tail swayed slightly, and the silver tail ring drew a phantom, and the huge magic power instantly Filling the entire room, the office that was originally cast with the No Trace Stretching Curse has more than doubled in size again, and formations shining with scarlet light flashed in various places throughout the room, and those ordinary objects were re-forged, It turned into pieces of exquisite utensils, and more exquisite decorations covered the venue. This private dinner party instantly turned into a gorgeous banquet for nobles.

"Oh!~ My God! It's amazing. If I could be 20 years younger, I would definitely give up Potions and learn alchemy!" Slughorn withdrew his surprised gaze, motioning to Macon and Hermione Entering the banquet, he paused in front of Rufus, "Master Macon, the current Minister of Magic—Rufus Scrimgeour, I took a lot of effort to invite you here."

"Professor, why didn't you say it sooner? Look at what I did just now?" Macon looked annoyed, as if he had done something terrible, "I actually used the Untraceable Stretching Curse in front of Mr. Minister I really hope that after the banquet, I won’t be imprisoned in Azkaban.”

Slughorn's originally smiling expression suddenly froze. Although some things were on the bright side, everyone was tacitly aware of them. If you knew it, you still said it, and said it in front of the minister. This is not a slap in the face. Well?

"Professor Macon was joking, this matter is not enough, Azkaban can't lock you up, and that place is still being repaired." Scrimgeour trembled his eyelids, tried hard to control his emotions, and had already talked to Dumbledore. He was so talkative that he didn't want to provoke another behemoth.

"Mr. Scrimgeour, you are much stronger than Fudge." Macon narrowed his eyes, looked at him carefully for a moment, leaned over and whispered in his ear, "I give you some advice, I suggest you listen more to Dumbledore's opinion , it's only good for you, not bad."

"Then, Professor Slughorn, I'm going to enjoy this dinner with my girlfriend. Also, thank you for your invitation." Macon didn't wait for Scrimgeour to recover from the shock, nor did he Slughorn responded, pulling the little witch, dancing, and blending into the crowd.

Stringer and Slughorn, looking at Macon dancing gracefully on the dance floor, invariably withdrew their eyes and looked at each other. The words "difficult" were revealed in both eyes.

Macon, who has never participated in high-level communication, did not expect that his methods in this regard would be extremely decisive, and the main purpose of both sides of the dinner was accomplished with just one meeting.From the disarming before entering the door, to showing strength after entering the door, to the big stick and sweet dates after the meeting, this set of combined punches is used without delay.

Slughorn proved his tough interpersonal skills and excellent communication skills, Stringer got the information he needed and a piece of advice, and Macon just wanted to take the little witch to enjoy the fun of the banquet, although Not everyone is happy, but everyone wants what they get.

After dancing to the song, Hermione dragged Macon to find a resting area near the corner. After sitting for a long time, Harry brought Ginny, and Ron brought Padma over.

"Why don't you go dancing?" Hermione rolled her eyes when she saw the stiff movements of Harry and Ron. Since she entered here, she hadn't noticed where the four of them were. After the dance, she didn't know where they came from. When it came out, it must be that the clothes didn't fit well, and I was afraid of being exposed.

Ginny and Padma also seemed unhappy. When they learned that Hermione suggested that their boyfriends go to Draco to borrow clothes, they didn't think there was anything wrong with it. Instead, the two would rather wear Transfiguration. Clothes are also unwilling to borrow this point, which makes them even more angry. You know, the first dance and the last dance are usually dances with the object of your choice, and the third dance is free to invite dances.

"We didn't expect that so many outsiders would come to Professor Slughorn's private party." Harry said stiffly, trying to keep his body still, which would save magic power.

"Yeah, if it's just people in the school, even if it's the seventh graders, we will never reveal our secrets." Ron was also stiff, looking at the food on the table, wanting to eat but not daring to move, in the end he had no choice but to He looked at Padma, but unfortunately, the other party pretended not to see it at all, and even moved his position with a cold face.

"Didn't you see? Professor McGonagall, Professor Flitwick, and even Snape? Why didn't you include the professor?" Hermione spread her hands in surprise, and then snorted, with an idea, put herself He also laughed, "If Professor Hagrid also comes, I really can't see through your Transfiguration."

"Then it's a bit late for us to go to Draco to borrow a dress now?" Ron didn't want to miss this opportunity to dance, after all, he and Padma had just reconciled.

"Ron, I think so, Draco has been busy for a long time, look how many adult wizards are around there?" Harry didn't have to look for it deliberately, the dazzling platinum hair was easy to find At this moment, Draco was chatting and laughing with a dozen or so wizards, exchanging cups and cups.

Harry and Ron sighed, and looked at Hermione for help, hoping that she would have another idea. The banquet had just begun, and there was still some time before the second dance.

Hermione rolled her eyes, stretched out her hand and tugged on Lamecon's cuff, and the two formed a formation and disappeared under their feet, and their stiff and ill-fitting gowns instantly became soft and close-fitting.

"Great, Macon, thank you so much!" Ron tugged at the dress on his body, thanked Macon, and rushed to the dance floor with Padma impatiently. Delma's exclamation.

"Thank you, Macon," Harry took Ginny's hand to thank Macon, and then said awkwardly, "After the dinner, please help us change back, um, the dresses on us are made of wizard robes. of."

"Of course, Harry, go and enjoy the banquet with Ginny." Macon waved his hand and pulled Hermione into the dance floor.

"Look, that's Neville, and her dancing partner is Luna?" Hermione saw a anxious Neville in the corner, while Luna beside him looked calm, in stark contrast to him, "Oh, She's still wearing wizard robes, and zeppelin earrings and a butterbeer stopper necklace."

"It seems that we have a partner for the second dance." Macon looked at Hermione, his meaning was obvious.