Hogwarts of a certain magic

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Water flows rushing!

After washing for ten minutes, Harry finally washed the stench off his body thoroughly.

Harry feels that he has been unfavorable recently.

Quidditch encounters a dementor; the Christmas gift firebolt is confiscated by Professor McGonagall; a person sleeps in the dormitory alone, and can be hit by Pepi Ghost's big dung egg.

What a shame!

It is not Ron who is really stuck with ominousness, but he is right?!

"Hmm!"

Harry hung his throat professionally, feeling that his throat had been opened, then turned his ears sideways, listening to the movement in the meeting room.

no one!

There must be no one, the students have all gone home, and Professor McGonagall will not come.Ron left the dormitory early in the morning and went to the library, and would not be back for a short time.

Harry held the shower with his left hand, and squeezed the soap in his hand, began to release himself secretly, screaming hard:

"Aha! I will love you when I die~!"

"Three days and three nights in the middle of the night, the kissing will not stop!

Ahhh~"

After playing the dolphin sound, Harry, who felt good about himself, practiced how to confess to the squeezed soap.

"Autumn, I have a word, I have always wanted to tell you... No, the tone is not strong enough...

Autumn, stay with me, this is my lifelong request!"

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

Harry shuddered with fright, and the soap slid to the floor.

"Is Ron you? Where have you been? You are not here in the morning. Do you want to take a shower? Let's go together!"

Harry was anxious to say anything, not knowing what he was saying, and forced to hide his embarrassment.

No one knows that he likes autumn, but he can't reveal it.

"It's me! Potter!"

boom!

There was a slipping sound, followed by a heavy knock on the floor.

Rubbing to stand up,

Step on the soap,

Slip and fall again.

Split a big fork!

There were several collisions in a row. Professor McGonagall stood at the door of the bathroom, frowning and asked: "Potter, are you okay?"

"No...nothing...just the floor is a bit slippery."

Five minutes later, Harry, who was bruised and swollen, finally got dressed and opened the bathroom door.

"Professor McGonagall, why are you here? Is something wrong?" Harry asked embarrassedly.

Professor McGonagall folded his thin arms around his chest, staring at Harry through his square glasses.

"Where is Mr. Weasley? I have something to do with him."

"Oh, Ron." Harry breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that it wasn't for himself.

"He went to the library to study early in the morning."

Professor McGonagall nodded and said with a straight face: "Harry, even if there is no one in the common room, control it.

Your singing is out of tune and you are almost running to Slytherin College."

"..."

"Also, confession is a technical job, I think..." Professor McGonagall raised his eyebrows, "Your line just now is a bit awful.

No girl will take care of you!"

Harry's face flushed.

Gone,

I am socially dead!

He has only one thing on his mind now: which building at Hogwarts is the tallest, so he can die... more thoroughly.

Professor McGonagall turned to leave and walked towards the library.

Harry stopped in place for a few seconds, followed by, trying to smash the jar, and asked Professor McGonagall a few hands... an uncomfortable way to confess.

"Professor, how is the Firebolt inspection?" Harry didn't ask directly, but curvilinearly.

"Proceed in an orderly manner, don't worry." Professor McGonagall was serious.

"By the way, is there anything unusual in your dormitory lately?"

"Abnormal, right?" Harry thought for two seconds and shook his head.

The only abnormality is probably that his sleep quality is high.

In the past late at night:

Ron snored continuously, grinds his teeth and beat the beat; Neville's dreams exaggerated the atmosphere, and Raffles clam and croak.

Since the holiday, Neville took Raffles home, and Ron suddenly stopped snoring, and was stained with the habit of grinding his teeth.

The dormitory was suddenly quiet, and he was really uncomfortable.

"Well, be careful, Black may still sneak into the school." Professor McGonagall confessed.

Before reaching the library, the two ran into Ron who had returned.

"Mr. Weasley, where have you been?" Professor McGonagall squinted at Ron.

"I did my homework in the library, and then I went to visit Hagrid, but he was not at home." Ron showed a confused look.

"What's wrong? Could it be that Black is here again?" Fanshu Novel Network www.fanshu8.com

"No." Professor McGonagall explained: "Your parents are here, and they want to take you to Romania to visit your second brother Charlie."

"Now follow me to the principal's office, let's go."

"Charlie...what happened to him?" Ron showed anxious expression.

"It's okay. He found the bones of the ancient magical animal fossil pterosaurs. He wants you to take a look."

Professor McGonagall seldom lied, but at this time he seemed to have a natural overlapping technique.

"By the way, I might stay for a holiday. Is there anything to take away?" McGonagall raised his mouth'unintentionally'.

"You don't need to take the clothes, but do you need to take away pets like owls?"

"I didn't... no owls." Ron touched his jacket pocket and said, "There is only one rat, which is just standing on me."

Professor McGonagall nodded and glanced vaguely at the bulging pocket.

"What's wrong with your face?" Ron and Harry murmured while deliberately falling behind.

"It's okay, I had a fight with Pippi." Harry concealed awkwardly."Have you finished your homework?"

"No, not at all, I know every word, but when combined, I don't know what I'm talking about."

Ron showed a look of scumbag.

"Waiting for Hermione to come back and copy her?" Harry lowered his voice.

"Don't think about it, she won't copy it for us, she still buys homework," Ron whispered.

The reference answer business of Akali Mystery Store has all been transferred to Li.Now Hogwarts' answer is all he is looking for.

Harry and Ron are used to buying.

"Did you go to Hagrid?" Harry asked curiously.

Ron hadn't been to Hagrid for a long time, because he had seen Da Hei and thought it was ominous.

"Well, I suddenly wanted to visit him, but he was not at home. I found a groundhog in his pumpkin patch." Ron was excited.

"Groundhog?"

"Well, I am going to adopt it," Ron said.

"Scarball is dying of old age, and I can't afford an owl again. Groundhogs are good as pets."

"I can give you an owl, brother." Harry put his hand on Ron's shoulder.

"It's okay, I like mice best." Ron smiled sincerely.

The three quickly arrived at the principal's office.

There are no Weasleys in the office, only Dumbledore and Lupin, and William in the double-sided mirror.

"Where are my parents?" Ron looked around."Didn't you say you are going to Romania?"

Professor McGonagall closed the wooden door and said with a serious look: "I'll talk about this later, now Mr. Weasley, where is your rat?

Can I take a look at it?"

Everyone stared at Ron, and he took two steps back fearfully.

Ron hesitated, then reached into his pocket.Scattered appeared, shaking violently.

Ron had to grab the long, bald tail to prevent it from escaping.

Everyone took up their wands, including Dumbledore.

"What's the matter?" Ron was startled, holding Scapple to bring it closer to him, looking scared.

"Did Shaban bite something important?"

"It may be an Animagus," Lupin said. "The name is Peter Pettigrew."

Harry and Ron looked at each other.

Harry said with difficulty: "Peter Pettigrew is dead! He was killed by Black twelve years ago!"

"Yes." Ron seemed terrified, his face as pale as Lupin.

He clenched his fists, his hands screamed in pain like a pig, struggling to escape.

"This mouse has lived in your house for twelve years, right?" Lupin said, "You never thought, how could it live so long?"

"We... we have been taking care of it!" Ron argued.

"But it doesn't look very good now, doesn't it?" Lupin said, "I guess he has been losing weight since he heard that Black was on the run..."

"It scared the crazy cat at Crookshanks!" Ron said angrily.

Hermione in the mirror snorted.

She said that the spots were abnormal.Otherwise, why doesn't Crookshanks attack others, only Scorch?

"Child, we will prove that this mouse is not Peter. Only one second will not hurt him." Dumbledore said.

Ron placed Scabbard on the ground, and it fled around.

Professor McGonagall and Lupin raised their wands at the same time, a blue and white light shining from the wand.

The spots floated and hovered in mid-air.

Its little black body was twisting wildly.

then……

Then no.

There is no change in the spots.

It was the black mouse that was dying.

It is a real mouse,

Not...

Animagus!

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