Chapter 95 The Lion and the Cat (10th Update, Please Subscribe)
Chapter 95 The Lion and the Cat (Tenth update~Please subscribe~)
Dumbledore replied quickly.
He and Harry had the same suspicion that there was a Horcrux of Voldemort hidden in Hogwarts.
He has asked the house elves to search for it, and maybe there will be a result by the time school starts.
The failure to find Sirius inevitably made Harry feel impetuous, which was reflected in the actual training. Flitwick's legs became weak and he almost trembled all the way before he could barely walk home.
The young man was full of energy and like a wolf, and he really couldn't hold it back.
Let’s start school soon!
It wasn't until his birthday that Harry felt slightly better.
Hedwig was busy and disappeared early in the morning.
He also brought Hermione's birthday gift to him, a bottle of sea salt-flavored perfume - which she carefully selected in France.
And gifts from the Weasleys.
The unmasked Bill gave him an ancient Egyptian amulet, an exquisite lion statue, which was the lion god Mahesh in Egyptian mythology and legend - with real magical power, it can bring courage to people and can detect evil intentions. .
When malicious eyes stare at its owner, it will buzz as a warning.
Harry loved it.
Put it on with a hemp rope and wear it on his chest, which made him feel like a witcher again.
And Charlie, the Weasley family's dragon trainer working in Romania, sent an exquisite fire dragon model and a bottle of dragon blood.
Professor McGonagall mailed him three of his father's notebooks, as well as one of his own, about the Animagus. This year he could start learning this advanced transformation magic.
Dumbledore also sent a notebook.
It's about alchemy and Occlumency.
Snape didn't miss his birthday either, a bottle of elixir, a golden potion filled with happiness.
The gifts sent by Hagrid almost destroyed other people's gifts. They were a bunch of materials from the Forbidden Forest and a biting book. It was very cruel and would bite whatever it caught.
Of course, the most important thing is the Hogwarts book list.
Regarding electives, Harry didn't check all the electives with a wave of his hand like Hermione did. He only chose three, Runes, Care of Magical Creatures, and Divination.
He is very strange.
There is actually a course called "Muggle Studies" in Hogwarts.
Of course, what is even more strange is that even though there is such a course, there are many people who have signed up, but the wizards' understanding of ordinary people is still at the ridiculous level of "pointing to potatoes and reading tomatoes" - the only correct understanding is that ordinary people Humans don't have magic, but their human body structure is the same as that of wizards.
Harry focused on the Defense Against the Dark Arts textbook.
Very normal.
At least not Lockhart or his ilk.
Harry's requirements for this course were very low. Even if he could follow the instructions like Quirrell, that would be good.
to one week before school starts.
Harry and the others meet in Diagon Alley.
In front of the ice cream shop.
"Harry!" Hermione waved her hands cheerfully at him, "This way."
In her arms she held a limp ginger creature.
As soon as Harry got close to him, the creature immediately struggled out of Hermione's arms, jumped onto the table, folded its airplane ears at him, blew out its fur, bared its teeth, and let out a low growl of "shasshas".
"No, Crookshanks, this is a friend." Hermione held down its head, "You can't do this."
Crookshanks was a little more relaxed, but still wary.
"It has always been very good, but I don't know why." Hermione explained in a panic, "Maybe it's because Harry is too powerful, so it..."
Harry sat down, reached out with his hand, grabbed the ginger cat's waist, took it into his arms, turned over its ears and inspected it: "I've never been very popular with cats."
To be exact, every witcher is like this.
Crookshanks turned on his belly and lay on Harry's lap, his eyes dazed.
"Cat-nives blood?" Harry picked up its tail and was a little surprised, "This is a really good pet."
"What the hell?" Hermione was a little confused.
"Didn't the store clerk tell you when you bought it?" Harry pinched its fleshy balls and squeezed out its claws. They were sharp and healthy.
Crookshanks finally reacted.
I was played by this dangerous man!
It hissed, trying to turn over and give the man a hard claw on the face.
But as soon as he twisted his waist, Harry pushed it and made it rotate 360 degrees, and it still landed on his lap belly up.
"Don't move, just let me check it." Harry stretched out his hand and put it on its head.
Crookshanks hesitated, sniffed, and smelled the scent of many magical creatures on Harry that he could not afford to offend - there was a smell of dangerous snake-like magical creatures under his robes, and so was the sword on his back.
There are also unicorns, acromantulas, centaurs in the pockets...
It lay down obediently and stopped struggling.
"The clerk only told me that he was a poor child. Because he looked a little strange, no one was willing to take him away." Hermione replied in a low voice, "I felt soft and bought it."
"Then you've earned it." Harry continued to check, "Even if it's a mixed-race, it should have inherited some catnive abilities."
"Very smart and able to identify dangerous creatures."
Hermione rummaged through her schoolbag, quickly took out a book, searched on it, and found the entry on Catnives. She read it carefully. The more she read, the more she liked it.
Ron came over soon.
After a summer vacation, he grew a little taller, got tanned in Egypt, and changed into a new robe. He looked mature and stable.
"Harry." Ron greeted enthusiastically, "How was your summer vacation?"
"I heard that you went to Malfoy's house to collect debts from him?"
Harry nodded: "Not bad, it helps you get rid of your anger."
"George and his friends found some very interesting things in Egypt, maybe they will be used for little Malfoy next semester." Ron seemed to have walked out of the shadow of that incident and returned to his previous cheerful personality, "Have you bought books?"
Harry nodded.
Hermione patted the schoolbags beside her, which were bulging, with three large bags.
Ron was stunned: "Hermione, how come you have so many more books than me? The library is not enough for you..."
"It's an elective course." Hermione said with a straight face, "I have chosen all the elective courses, so of course I have more textbooks than you."
"Are you not going to eat and sleep?" Ron complained, "Can you handle so many elective courses?"
"Professor McGonagall told me that there will be a way." Hermione said seriously, "Harry is already so far ahead, although he is the first and I am the second."
"But in the fourth and fifth grades, Harry will still be the first, but I am much worse."
Ron sighed: "You can't compare with Harry. Bill was stunned when he heard me talk about Harry. He got twelve 'O's."
"The goblins in Gringotts even eagerly hope that Harry can graduate directly to serve as a curse breaker."
Harry returned Crookshanks to Hermione: "They are not looking forward to me, but to the Sword of Gryffindor."
The ginger color passed in front of Ron's eyes.
He immediately jumped up and his face became terrified: "What is this? Why is it here?"