The Mysterious Black Cat at Hogwarts

"Oh! Bill," Mrs. Weasley said with red eyes, helping her eldest son arrange his dress carefully, "I have been dreaming about this day."

"Mum, thank you for agreeing to our wedding." Bill took Fleur's hand, and the two hugged Mrs. Weasley.

"I didn't want to agree to it," Mrs. Weasley sighed, putting their hands together and clasping them hard. "This wedding was too hasty, and the situation is too chaotic. If we can do it again, Be more stable, I don't want to see you and your children living in hiding."

"Don't worry, Mom, after the wedding is over, we will cast a loyalty spell on this place," Bill reassured her and continued, "And there is a door key, so nothing will happen."

"Okay, dear, the guests outside are almost impatient." Mr. Weasley came in and saw the two of them still loving each other as mother and son, and quickly urged them to enter the auditorium as soon as possible.

Bill held Fleur's arm, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley raised the curtain for them, and everyone in the auditorium sent them their blessings.

"Gentlemen and ladies," at this time, a group of waiters in white robes, surrounded by a wizard in even more gorgeous white robes, came to them and began to read the marriage testimony, "Today we gather here to celebrate two loyal couples. Souls unite with each other..."

"Look! Look! What should I say? No one notified me of such an important wedding beforehand? Look at her head, all she needs is my tiara, but she looks pretty good."

Hermione held the black cat and followed the sound. An old witch was grabbing Harry and talking loudly. Her wrinkled skin, aquiline nose, red eyes, and a hat The pink feather hat reminded her of a flamingo.

"Ron! Your hair is too long. I thought you were Ginny just now." The old witch took Harry's body and looked at it carefully. "Who are you? Ron is not as strong as you, and Wei From the Sly family?”

"I, I'm...," Harry was about to tell her that she had mistakenly identified the person, but Ron beside him winked at him desperately, "I'm Percy!"

"Oh! Percy! This is simply too scary. Your family reproduces as fast as goblins, and now they are as developed as giants! By the way, have you seen Ron? I heard that he knows Harry Potter. I thought I could see him here!”

"Harry, he can't come because he has something to do, right! He's too busy!"

"He is indeed bragging! Ron doesn't know Harry Potter at all. Okay, Charlie, I'm one hundred and seven years old. Find a seat for me to sit down quickly. My waist can't bear it anymore!"

"Haha," Hermione watched Harry fearfully help the old witch walk away, and asked Ron with a smile, "Who is she? You seem to be afraid of her."

"That's Aunt Muriel, no one likes her," Ron shrugged and continued, "Bill got married, and my mother deliberately didn't tell her about it in advance. Because when she married her father, Muliel My aunt forced her to wear that headdress, a headdress made by goblins, such an ugly thing that only goblins would wear!"

Soon, music sounded in the auditorium, and Bill and Fleur had completed their oaths and became husband and wife.The auditorium, which was composed of tents, slowly opened its tent, and everyone began to sing and dance to the beat of the music.

"Come on! Hermione, Ron!" Harry pulled Ron up in a panic and rushed out of the auditorium, still muttering, "This is too scary, too scary!"

Hermione and Ron looked at each other and quickly followed him, "Harry, what happened?"

"That old witch, after my identity was revealed, she," Harry looked frightened, "she grabbed me and insisted on dancing with her. The force was amazing, and I didn't dare to use my strength, so I had to borrow He ran away in a hurry to urinate."

"We'd better stay away, Aunt Muriel is a persistent person," Ron also drummed in his heart. She could mistake Harry for herself, and she could mistake herself for Harry.

"Why don't we go over there? There is a hillside there. No one can spot us if we hide on the back." Hermione pointed to a nearby protrusion, which was only about ten meters long.It was covered with wild flowers and there were many butterflies flying on it.

Harry and Ron nodded. Bill's wedding was finally over. It was crowded and noisy inside, so they just wanted to hide outside.

The three of them came to the back of the hillside and lay on the slope to bask in the sun. The faint fragrance of flowers in the air mixed with the smell of the plants themselves, making them feel refreshed.

"Time flies so fast. School starts tomorrow. This is our last year at Hogwarts." Ron said with emotion. After graduation, it means how to make a living. He asked Harry and Hermione, "Do you have any Have you ever thought about where to go after graduation? I mean work?”

"I have thought about many ways of living, Ron, but that's just a thought," Harry smiled reluctantly and said to him, "I should probably join the Order of the Phoenix. I seem to have no choice."

"I still insist on going to the Ministry of Magic, even though that place is always a mess," Hermione said firmly after taking out a butterfly from the black cat's mouth and releasing it, "I want to change something, the wizarding world and me. It’s different than I imagined, and I don’t think it should be like this.”

"Huh? George and Fred?" The lifted black cat saw on the other side of the hillside, the Weasley twins were chatting animatedly with a group of Veela.

"Where are they?" Ron turned over and climbed to the top of the slope, "Those Veela are relatives of Fleur's family. What are they talking about?"

"It's such beautiful hair, it's still blowing even if there's no wind." Hermione was sighing at the Veela's beauty, but her eyes suddenly widened, "Why are they holding hands, and the two of them are confused?"

"I can't see it. I guess they are introducing something to those Veela. After all, they have come from afar and are not familiar with this place." Harry felt that George and Fred's eyes did not look like they were confused, although Can't say how clear it is.

"They're all here! If they play a prank on the Veela, the consequences will be terrible." Hermione frowned, and the two people with the two Veela started walking towards the distance, "I'm in the book I have seen that an enraged Veela will turn into sharp bird heads and throw fireballs!"

"Probably not?" Ron denied. Although his two brothers usually seemed unreliable, in fact, they were all illusions. "This is Bill and Fleur's wedding, and they are guests after all."

"Hermione, if you stop them. I bet they will hate you for the rest of their lives." Harry had already figured out the clue, because George and Fred took the Veela into the grass.That expression was exactly the same as when he accidentally saw those wizards and witches who stayed out at night through the Marauder's Map in Hogwarts Castle.

"How is that possible? I'm helping them!" Hermione was a little anxious. The thick grass blocked her sight. She could not see anything except the violently shaking branches, for fear that a flame would ignite later.

The black cat had already laughed so much that he covered its mouth with his paws and rolled into a ball on the slope. He suppressed his laughter and leaned into Hermione's ear, telling her the truth in a low voice.

"...How could they do this?" Hermione said angrily with a red face.

"Huh?" Ron saw that Harry was lying back on the slope. Hermione also turned her head angrily and asked blankly, "Do we want to save them?"