Chapter 180 The Cat and the Old Dog
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Hua Shui Jun
Chapter 180 The Cat and the Old Dog
Amosta has never encountered such an insurmountable hurdle in the magic road in the early ten years, and the research with no progress for more than a month even made him doubt his own magic talent!
Focusing on the stack of manuscripts that had already been memorized fluently again, Amosta sighed deeply, and there was a little helplessness in the sigh.
If it was just an ordinary black magic, Amosta might have given up on it without a breakthrough after researching it to this point, but this black magic is different, since he figured out the content recorded in the manuscript, he learned that it can be used in a way The moment Amosta knew he had to master the magic the moment he could insert a cursed soul into another's soul in a wondrous and irresistible way.
The stern protest of the hungry stomach made Amosta know that he urgently needed to eat and rest. He stood silently in the kitchen for a while, and after dispelling the lingering sense of decadence, he started to deal with the mucus and blood stains on the stone counter .
A dazzling Milky Way emerges from the tip of the trembling wand. Amostar once again used illusion magic to restore the house to its unoccupied appearance. He scratched his itchy hair and looked around to make sure that he would not leave After making some openings, he was about to return to the village, but when he was walking, the movement from outside the house made Amosta's eyes froze,
"come out!"
After he stopped drinking, Amosta suddenly stretched out his right hand towards the door, and the uncontrollable body of a frightened little guy who howled repeatedly left an afterimage in the air and landed in Amosta's hands
The Shrieking Shack is located in the northeast foothills of the high slopes, where the ground has lost the shelter of vegetation, and the large and small, strangely shaped stones are scattered on both sides of a winding and steep path that leads from the village of Hogsmeade. Extending from the main road, it crosses several large vegetable gardens and several cabins in the wilderness. The end of the path is a rocky mountain with strange rocks.
Under a rock wall with its back facing the moonlight, a ginger cat looked around vigilantly. After confirming that there were no living things, it jumped onto a rock nimbly, and disappeared into the dark shadows.
Squeak!
The cool and dry cavern was almost completely bathed in deep darkness. Crookshanks looked around, whimpered a few times, and opened his mouth.
The fat mouse fell straight on the ground and didn't move for a long time. It wasn't pretending to be dead, but it had reacted at all. It was a fluke that he didn't die. It wasn't until more than ten seconds later that the mouse reacted and cheered. With a creaking sound, it stretched its limbs and desperately burrowed into the nearest rock crevice.
call--
A gust of wind appeared in the air, and a huge figure suddenly jumped down from a high stone platform protruding from the rock wall. It easily held down the fat mouse that was about to escape with its front paws, without any hesitation. , and swallowed it in one gulp with his big, stenchy mouth.
Goo, goo, goo--
The sound of sharp canines chewing bones and dripping blood was very clear in this quiet and silent cave. Crookshanks prostrated himself on the ground, squinting his eyes and facing the hungry beast with that weird persimmon face, stretching contentedly. He licked the cat's paw with his tongue.
It was a big thin dog whose ribs could be clearly seen. It was roughly the size of a young black bear. Its black fur was covered with stains that were difficult to clean. When it licked the flesh on the ground , besides longing, the gray eyes gleamed with a very human madness!
woohoo-
The big dog, which could no longer pick up the slightest bit of bloody smell from the ground, stuck out its tongue and whimpered at Crookshanks a few times to express its gratitude.
The night was dark and thick, and the full moon on the missing corner climbed overhead like a millstone. The gradually cold mountain wind made the black dog squatting on the big rock curl up, and the sad whimpering sounded palpitatingly lonely.
From the outside, the Screaming Shack on another peak is dark and treacherous as usual, but the black dog knows that the house is not empty. There is a lunatic obsessed with magic research occupying the house day and night, Cut off his safest and most reliable route back to Hogwarts.
Meow---
Crookshanks lazily barked twice and gave his own suggestion.
After hesitating for a moment, the big black dog shook his head and rejected the suggestion.
It is not safe to detour through the Forbidden Forest. There are a lot of intelligent magical animals living there. These animals are Hagrid's eyes and ears. If you enter the school from there, the possibility of being exposed will be very high. Other than this method In addition, the big black dog also knows some unknown secret passages to sneak into the school, but the entrances of those secret passages are basically in the village. Now the village is full of patrolling Aurors and dementors. Standing by at all times not far away, if it is desperate, it does not want to take the risk.
Take the man home to rest and sneak in.
Crookshanks stared at the Shrieking Shack with a thoughtful expression, and after a while, he gave another suggestion.
The man in the house is the teacher of Harry and his friends, a very powerful wizard. Because there is no way to communicate without barriers, the big black dog can only get this information from Crookshanks.
woo--
After a long silence, the big black dog once again rejected Crookshanks' proposal.
A powerful wizard is conducting unknown magical experiments in a secret location. It is conceivable that there must be many taboos in this experiment, and this means that there is a high probability that the current screaming hut will be decorated with some Traps or warning spells, I don't have a magic wand now, so I can't guarantee that these spells will not be triggered.
The big black dog kept whimpering, struggling to express his thoughts to Crookshanks.
Steal that fake mouse out of school--
This is Crookshanks' third suggestion.
This method is feasible to some extent, but the big black dog does not have too high expectations, it knows how cunning and cowardly that despicable traitor is, although Crookshanks is very smart, it is unlikely Can deal with that guy, especially, that traitor is also disguised as a pet of a little wizard.
In any case, this is the least exposed and worth trying solution at present. Crookshanks, who was approved, stood up, his face like a persimmon being run over by a wheel was not so gloomy, and it faced the screaming In the direction of the shed, she called softly a few times.
By the way, I want to see what the wizard in the house is doing, and, is there any trap under the test?
The big black dog fell into hesitation again. It wasn't particularly curious about what the wizard was doing hiding in the house, but if Crookshanks could help confirm if there were any traps in the Screaming Shed, the wizard was Harry's female friend Moreover, he had seen Crookshanks before, so if he really found Crookshanks, there shouldn't be much danger.
Meow--
Before the big black dog figured out whether it was worth the risk or not, the impatient Crookshanks had already stood up and ran towards the green high slope. The big black dog squatted on the stone and watched the speed Crookshanks was far away, with intense worry in his gray eyes.
This very smart big yellow cat has given him a lot of help during this period of time, and he is already regarded as its friend. At this moment when all horses are at a loss, if he loses Crookshanks' help again, then revenge may come. become more difficult.
After hesitating for a while, the big black dog made up his mind and let out a howl. Bathed in the bright moonlight, he also rushed towards the screaming shed!
"You are---"
In the foyer of the Screaming Shack, Amosta squinted at the big ginger cat, which was about the size of a young tiger, struggling fiercely in his hands, with a strange expression on his face.
"If I remember correctly. You are Hermione's pet, the cat named Crookshanks. By the way, what are you doing here?"
(End of this chapter)
Amosta has never encountered such an insurmountable hurdle in the magic road in the early ten years, and the research with no progress for more than a month even made him doubt his own magic talent!
Focusing on the stack of manuscripts that had already been memorized fluently again, Amosta sighed deeply, and there was a little helplessness in the sigh.
If it was just an ordinary black magic, Amosta might have given up on it without a breakthrough after researching it to this point, but this black magic is different, since he figured out the content recorded in the manuscript, he learned that it can be used in a way The moment Amosta knew he had to master the magic the moment he could insert a cursed soul into another's soul in a wondrous and irresistible way.
The stern protest of the hungry stomach made Amosta know that he urgently needed to eat and rest. He stood silently in the kitchen for a while, and after dispelling the lingering sense of decadence, he started to deal with the mucus and blood stains on the stone counter .
A dazzling Milky Way emerges from the tip of the trembling wand. Amostar once again used illusion magic to restore the house to its unoccupied appearance. He scratched his itchy hair and looked around to make sure that he would not leave After making some openings, he was about to return to the village, but when he was walking, the movement from outside the house made Amosta's eyes froze,
"come out!"
After he stopped drinking, Amosta suddenly stretched out his right hand towards the door, and the uncontrollable body of a frightened little guy who howled repeatedly left an afterimage in the air and landed in Amosta's hands
The Shrieking Shack is located in the northeast foothills of the high slopes, where the ground has lost the shelter of vegetation, and the large and small, strangely shaped stones are scattered on both sides of a winding and steep path that leads from the village of Hogsmeade. Extending from the main road, it crosses several large vegetable gardens and several cabins in the wilderness. The end of the path is a rocky mountain with strange rocks.
Under a rock wall with its back facing the moonlight, a ginger cat looked around vigilantly. After confirming that there were no living things, it jumped onto a rock nimbly, and disappeared into the dark shadows.
Squeak!
The cool and dry cavern was almost completely bathed in deep darkness. Crookshanks looked around, whimpered a few times, and opened his mouth.
The fat mouse fell straight on the ground and didn't move for a long time. It wasn't pretending to be dead, but it had reacted at all. It was a fluke that he didn't die. It wasn't until more than ten seconds later that the mouse reacted and cheered. With a creaking sound, it stretched its limbs and desperately burrowed into the nearest rock crevice.
call--
A gust of wind appeared in the air, and a huge figure suddenly jumped down from a high stone platform protruding from the rock wall. It easily held down the fat mouse that was about to escape with its front paws, without any hesitation. , and swallowed it in one gulp with his big, stenchy mouth.
Goo, goo, goo--
The sound of sharp canines chewing bones and dripping blood was very clear in this quiet and silent cave. Crookshanks prostrated himself on the ground, squinting his eyes and facing the hungry beast with that weird persimmon face, stretching contentedly. He licked the cat's paw with his tongue.
It was a big thin dog whose ribs could be clearly seen. It was roughly the size of a young black bear. Its black fur was covered with stains that were difficult to clean. When it licked the flesh on the ground , besides longing, the gray eyes gleamed with a very human madness!
woohoo-
The big dog, which could no longer pick up the slightest bit of bloody smell from the ground, stuck out its tongue and whimpered at Crookshanks a few times to express its gratitude.
The night was dark and thick, and the full moon on the missing corner climbed overhead like a millstone. The gradually cold mountain wind made the black dog squatting on the big rock curl up, and the sad whimpering sounded palpitatingly lonely.
From the outside, the Screaming Shack on another peak is dark and treacherous as usual, but the black dog knows that the house is not empty. There is a lunatic obsessed with magic research occupying the house day and night, Cut off his safest and most reliable route back to Hogwarts.
Meow---
Crookshanks lazily barked twice and gave his own suggestion.
After hesitating for a moment, the big black dog shook his head and rejected the suggestion.
It is not safe to detour through the Forbidden Forest. There are a lot of intelligent magical animals living there. These animals are Hagrid's eyes and ears. If you enter the school from there, the possibility of being exposed will be very high. Other than this method In addition, the big black dog also knows some unknown secret passages to sneak into the school, but the entrances of those secret passages are basically in the village. Now the village is full of patrolling Aurors and dementors. Standing by at all times not far away, if it is desperate, it does not want to take the risk.
Take the man home to rest and sneak in.
Crookshanks stared at the Shrieking Shack with a thoughtful expression, and after a while, he gave another suggestion.
The man in the house is the teacher of Harry and his friends, a very powerful wizard. Because there is no way to communicate without barriers, the big black dog can only get this information from Crookshanks.
woo--
After a long silence, the big black dog once again rejected Crookshanks' proposal.
A powerful wizard is conducting unknown magical experiments in a secret location. It is conceivable that there must be many taboos in this experiment, and this means that there is a high probability that the current screaming hut will be decorated with some Traps or warning spells, I don't have a magic wand now, so I can't guarantee that these spells will not be triggered.
The big black dog kept whimpering, struggling to express his thoughts to Crookshanks.
Steal that fake mouse out of school--
This is Crookshanks' third suggestion.
This method is feasible to some extent, but the big black dog does not have too high expectations, it knows how cunning and cowardly that despicable traitor is, although Crookshanks is very smart, it is unlikely Can deal with that guy, especially, that traitor is also disguised as a pet of a little wizard.
In any case, this is the least exposed and worth trying solution at present. Crookshanks, who was approved, stood up, his face like a persimmon being run over by a wheel was not so gloomy, and it faced the screaming In the direction of the shed, she called softly a few times.
By the way, I want to see what the wizard in the house is doing, and, is there any trap under the test?
The big black dog fell into hesitation again. It wasn't particularly curious about what the wizard was doing hiding in the house, but if Crookshanks could help confirm if there were any traps in the Screaming Shed, the wizard was Harry's female friend Moreover, he had seen Crookshanks before, so if he really found Crookshanks, there shouldn't be much danger.
Meow--
Before the big black dog figured out whether it was worth the risk or not, the impatient Crookshanks had already stood up and ran towards the green high slope. The big black dog squatted on the stone and watched the speed Crookshanks was far away, with intense worry in his gray eyes.
This very smart big yellow cat has given him a lot of help during this period of time, and he is already regarded as its friend. At this moment when all horses are at a loss, if he loses Crookshanks' help again, then revenge may come. become more difficult.
After hesitating for a while, the big black dog made up his mind and let out a howl. Bathed in the bright moonlight, he also rushed towards the screaming shed!
"You are---"
In the foyer of the Screaming Shack, Amosta squinted at the big ginger cat, which was about the size of a young tiger, struggling fiercely in his hands, with a strange expression on his face.
"If I remember correctly. You are Hermione's pet, the cat named Crookshanks. By the way, what are you doing here?"
(End of this chapter)
