The Mysterious Black Cat at Hogwarts

After Macon came back, he locked himself in the alchemy workshop in the floating city. Except for the daily alchemy class, the little wizards in Hogwarts rarely saw him.

But no one cares about this, because there is less than a week before the exam, especially the fifth and seventh graders, they will all face a major test in their lives, Hermione, Harry and Ron are also restrained , put energy on study,

"Strange, how did this happen?" Macon sat upside down on the chair and leaned on the backrest, looking at the three crippled alliances covered in white cloth in front of him. Even when their skulls were opened, there were no traces of tampered hands or feet."

Macon exudes spirituality to envelop them again, combing their bodies and souls little by little, and after returning in vain, he feels that awakening them first, if it is not possible, can only be used as a last resort.

"Hiss!~ My head!" The bald man was the first to wake up, and the pain from his head made him touch his head immediately. As a result, after his hand touched his head, the more severe pain made him endure I couldn't help calling out, "I, what's wrong with me?"

"Ah! It hurts, huh? Baldy, you look so unique?" The cripple struggled to turn over and saw that the bald man's head was wrapped in layers of bandages, and he still didn't forget to make a joke of him, "Last night When you're drunk and riding a broom, do you use the headbrake?"

"You have the nerve to say that the bald man and the lame man are all the same now!" The blind man looked at the bandages on both of their heads, and he was sure he couldn't help it. "Let's be concerned about where we are now! Look at this The surrounding area is like the Muggle operating room, probably the three of us have been opened, ouch! This hurts!"

"You guys are at Hogwarts. I opened your heads. I checked them and put them back together. There will be absolutely no problem," Macon's voice came from in front of them.

"Is this voice? Macon?" The bald man didn't dare to move his head, so he could only roll his eyes up desperately, trying to find Macon's location, "You plotted against us? You brought the three of us here?"

"It's Macon! This voice! I heard it was him! This little kitten! When he was a child, he pissed and played with mud, and accidentally got his foot stuck! I pulled it out for him! Hiss!~How dare he do this Me!" The blind man resisted the pain and wanted to get up and teach Macon, but the pain made him grin his teeth.

"This kitten grows up, and its wings become hard. It's fine for you to treat blind people like this. Why do you trick me together? Ah~ my head, I see you peeping at people taking a bath in the future, who will help you? !” As the cripple spoke, he groped for his prosthetic limb, and found that there was nothing under the broken leg, so he could only sigh and lay back.

With a dark face, Macon used spirituality to put the three of them back to sleep. What is going on?Even if it was a fake memory, how could such things be fabricated?Isn't it tampering?He walked faster and faster around the hospital bed of the three of them, and a hint of inspiration penetrated into his mind.

Three ferocious black claws poked into their heads, which were tightly wrapped by bandages, and then three light blue souls were caught out. He took a deep breath, and more ferocious black claws appeared one after another, followed by the sound of glass shattering. Coming, a blood-red talisman with metallic luster was pinched in his hand.

The rift leading to the dead land was torn open by ferocious black claws, and the three souls that came out of it made Macon's eyes shine, and his guess was indeed correct...

Instead of tampering with the memory, but replacing the soul, this is really a good method. While sighing, Macon was also afraid for a while. This terrible method of copying the soul is simply unimaginable. , will have their soul copied, imprinted, and continue to live in another illusory world until they lose their identity as the silent person, or like now, after the silent person loses his original duties, the real soul will be replaced by a false soul.

"I died last night? But the body is still alive. Today I am alive again? The soul in the body is dead. Although I am alive now, the body is dead again?" The bald man rubbed his fingers, repeating Repeatedly, his brain really couldn't turn this corner, "Blind man! Do you think I am dead or alive now?"

"We are all unknown! Are you saying that we are dead or alive? Don't ask me to look at this kind of question, it makes me feel really blind!" The blind man glared at him angrily, and then asked Macon, " All of us Reticents have become like that, what to do now? Capture them all, and let everyone die again?"

"It's completely different now than before," Macon shook his head, and continued, "Not all of those silent people want to do this job, don't forget how you became silent people, first with me Recuperate for a few days, familiarize yourself with your new abilities by the way, and then join the Hammerhead team to develop our own black and white cat office. The task of the office is not just for the wizarding world, but for the whole world. In the not-too-distant future, frequent occurrences of the unknown will become the norm, and we must be prepared."

The blind man nodded. He understood what Macon meant. If he wanted to become a silent person, he would not be informed of the job content in advance. He would need to go through many inspections, and he would not be informed until after the induction ceremony was over.It wasn't until now that he realized that he didn't agree to the job at the time, and no one told him what he was doing here. After the ceremony, he naturally understood his mission.

"By the way, don't forget to invite the director when you've finished your training. Our Black and White Cat Office lacks a director." Macon was about to leave when he suddenly thought that he would be too busy to open so many offices. Come on, professional things should be done by professionals, and the director is the best candidate.

"Hey, there's no problem with this! Guaranteed to make it beautiful for Boss Black Cat!" Hearing Macon's words, the bald man immediately put aside the question of whether he was dead or alive, and resolutely made a promise.

"That's right! Even though I'm missing a leg, I don't dare to talk about other things. Regarding the matter of inviting the director, even if I lose both legs, I will still invite him!" The lame man patted his other good leg. Crackling.

The blind man didn't open his mouth. He was thinking about which pet store to buy puffers.

The three of them didn't know what was wrong with them. Macon shook his head and walked out of the alchemy workshop. He came to the upper floor and put his hand on the fingerprint reader at the door. The sense of technology is blowing in our faces. Lelia and Felina are in this room, controlling countless instruments, large and small.

In the middle of the entire room, dozens of monitors are observing the scene outside the earth's atmosphere from different angles, and there are even a few ordinary human satellites, which are clearly visible.