Hogwarts: Atypical Slytherin

The professors did not see Sirius Black inside the castle, not even a hair on his head.

The next day, Hogwarts returned to its original noisy state, and everyone was informed to return to their college dormitories to rest.

The Datong Shop the night before made the children feel very novel and excited. When she came back from duty last night, there were still two or three students who were still awake.

However, due to the pressure from the black face and poisonous tongue of the director of the Snake House, there was no loud noise in Slytherin's main room, and a few little snakes with evil intentions only added soundproofing spells around themselves.

Helles and Emilia had been yawning for a long time. When they saw her coming back, they just nodded curtly and fell into a deep sleep.

After order was restored, Miss Albert was finally able to test her ideas. The first time she returned to the dormitory, she took out the map she had engraved.

However - Sirius Black's name did not appear on the Marauder's Map as Miss Albert expected.

The Marauder's Map is connected to the quill at Hogwarts that records the birth and enrollment of all little witches.

They studied this formation thoroughly and made several copies to ensure that what they had on hand would not be taken away by Filch again - after all, it was stolen from Filch.

Coupled with the points in the castle where magic is sensed and gathered, and each person's magic field is different, people's trajectories can be directly displayed on the map.

It's a pity that the radiation range of the castle is only so small. Sirius Black is not stupid enough to hide in the castle where Dumbledore is - if he is really a supporter of the mysterious man, he should be as afraid of this magic as his master Only strong old people are right.

If they could all have a copy of the Marauder's Map - how could the school not know?

She didn't find Blake, but she finally discovered the true identity of the shadow that was inseparable from Ron.

Yes, because of Blake's escape, a hero - a tragic hero was mentioned again. Among the daily prophets piled up in school, she finally found this familiar name on the stacks of dusty newspapers.

The article "In Memory of Our Warrior - Peter Pettigrew" reads:

[In memory of our hero on the front line: Mr. Peter Pettigrew, the Daily Prophet would like to offer its sincere respect. This most ordinary warrior graduated from Hogwarts. He spent his glorious and splendid life contributing to the capture of the vicious Dark Lord...

...Sirius Black has been arrested by the Ministry of Magic and is awaiting interrogation. Please stay calm, we will always be by your side.

May we overcome the difficulties together. 】

Maps are never wrong. Even the ghost's name was pulled into the magic circle.

This name was always inseparable from Ron, but it was never mentioned by him.

Unlike Tom Riddle, Peter Pettigrew's name appears on the map, which shows that his soul is intact.

But no intact soul can keep its body hidden and follow a child for several years.

Is there anything in Ron that can store a person's complete soul?

He wore no jewelry or any other frills. What's more, this name often leaves him and runs around in the castle.

He is a commendable hero, and the article also states that he was awarded a medal. Isn't family important to a ghost? I heard that his mother often fainted because of this incident - if he was still conscious, why wouldn't he want to see her?

Could it be that - do they have any other plans?

Miss Albert grabbed the copied newspaper. The picture inside became like a Muggle picture because of the loss of certain supplies. The image was fixed on Peter Pettigrew's face smiling stiffly at the camera. superior. This photo seems to have been taken under coercion by his parents against his will.

It was difficult to guess someone's thoughts out of thin air, so she decided not to think about these things anymore.

Maybe her intervention might disrupt some plans.

Maybe this ghost just wanted to take a sneak peek at Harry - was the boy he protected alive and well?

That's really the right person to choose. Foresight.

Miss Albert stuffed the old newspaper into her purse.

By the next weekend, Harry ran to the clearing on the edge of the Forbidden Forest, where he met Miss Albert and her furry best friend.

Harry was startled because it was a large, sleek-looking black dog.

It can be seen from his fur that he has been well taken care of - although the hair is cut messy, the black bristles can shine golden in the sun.

He felt a little familiar, but also a little strange.

He seemed to have seen it somewhere, but that was in the Muggle world. Upon closer inspection, they looked completely different.

The shadow of the prophecy class still vaguely appeared before his eyes. He swallowed his saliva and decided to step forward.

Seeing his arrival, the big black dog wagged his tail in a friendly manner, or in other words, he wagged his tail in a particularly flattering manner, his body tilted all the way, and his tongue slipped out of his mouth stupidly.

"Claudie?" he asked timidly, "is this your dog?"

"Forget it, Harry." Miss Albert pulled the dog's collar with her hand to tell him not to get too excited - it was strange that he didn't do this when he saw Fred and George.

Harry was relieved that this was not his doom - Claudius could see it too!

"You've never told me about this!" Harry passed by it cautiously, approached sideways according to the method Miss Albert taught him before, then squatted down and gave it to the strange creature. The big dog sniffed it.

Fortunately, big dogs are indeed very friendly, just like Fang, they are big but have a gentle personality. The black dog slobbered in his face.

Miss Albert was not very happy: "This is very rude! No pictures!"

During the gap, she had to answer Harry's question: "I see that you have been quite busy during this period - you are always training - how was the result? Are you confident?"

"We changed the teams in the competition!" When Harry said this, his heart suddenly flew away. He touched the dog's head and sat down, and Fu Laitu worked very hard to get into his arms, "Everything is It's Malfoy's fault!"

"Malfoy?"

"He said his hand was injured and couldn't compare!" Harry said angrily, "It's all lies! He's lying!"

"That's true. His hand isn't healed yet?" Miss Albert thought the Slytherin boy was in the second period and thought the bandage was cool. "It was just scratched by the Hippogriff." , this is much lighter than being blown up by a snail, right?"

"Who says it isn't!" Harry said viciously, "We are going to fight Hufflepuff now!"

"Oh," Miss Albert laughed, "Sed is leading the team this year. You may have to suffer."

Cedric's flying skills are very good. He is not just like a flying arrow, he is more like an eagle - he can use his brain! Under his interference, the Bludger might even become a murder weapon.

"The senior has graduated, and now it's finally his turn to officially play." Clowney said, "Although there are occasional opportunities for him to play, there are not as many as now."

"We're not ready yet." Harry scratched Brighton's head unhappily, and the black dog made a huffing sound. "We originally only planned to fight Slytherin."

"But you have to meet him, Harry." Cloney said, "Rather than wait until the end, it's better to confront him head-on. Although I won't betray his tactics, I will support you."

"As your first official confrontation," she said, "I will condescend to go over and cheer you two on that day."

The topic had strayed too far, and Harry couldn't even remember that he had come here just to scold Malfoy for his face that was always pretending, or to scold Slytherin for his cunning playing style. He now Already starting to worry about the match with Hufflepuff.

The weather was gloomy and it looked like it was about to rain heavily. The weather was always bad these days, and Blake and Bletou's paws were always wet.

The kitten also knew how to wipe his dirty cat feet on the dry, poor sheets of Miss Albert, but the shameless Bu Laitu shamelessly stepped on every innocent plant and tree that could bring muddy water.

"Let him go by himself." Miss Albert said angrily, looking at Bu Laitu who was circling around Harry, "He will go into the cave by himself!"

"Okay." Harry replied.

On the way back to the castle, they met Cedric who was about to go down. Harry's face looked much better, but he still couldn't help but feel nervous when he saw Cedric's gentle face.

He didn't say hello as usual, he just nodded in a panic and ran upstairs.

"Did I do something?" Cedric asked strangely

"Nothing." Crowney shook his head.

At this moment, Harry suddenly remembered that there was something he hadn't told Miss Albert - although it wasn't a big deal.

Whether it was the prophecy about the big black dog in the divination class, or Professor McGonagall telling him that the vicious criminal was targeting him, he originally wanted to seek her opinion.

Harry stuck his head out from the stairs, and the two figures had long since disappeared at the entrance of the stairs leading to the underground, which was dark.