"Magic!" In a moment when no one was noticing, Olos whispered. She was out of that prison for the first time—though she could come out whenever she wanted.

I found that the outside world seemed to have changed. Magic? Sorcerer? School? Interesting! ...

"What's the matter, Anthony, so nervous!" Hermione was keenly aware of the boy's uneasy look.

Immediately, she leaned over and asked suspiciously.

"I'll explain it to you when I go back." Anthony stared intently at the figure in front of him, and a huge wave surged in his heart.

"Uh-" The girl in front of her seemed to realize something, and slowly glanced back at him, but quickly turned her gaze away.

It was a sudden and rough shout from afar. It was Hagrid's voice.

"Hey!" The four little ones subconsciously turned back. I saw a surprising scene unfolding in front of the hunting lodge in the distance.

Not long after he was born, Noble was being crushed under a ball of white fur. Hagrid stood aside, waving his arms, as if trying to scare the ball away, but unfortunately, this had a side effect, and the frightened ballball suddenly opened its claws, and after scratching it, Noble immediately let out a miserable roar.

"Merlin!"

"Roar!" Noble, whose neck was sticking out of blood, could not bear the humiliation, and burst into its own small universe, it struggled to incite its weak wings, and spat out a fireball from its mouth.

The hairball, when he saw the flames, jumped high to dodge. Seeing this, Hagrid beside him hurriedly pounced and picked up the poor young dragon on the ground.

Returning to his mother's arms, Noble let out a mournful cry, as if to complain to Hagrid.

"That's—Shylock?"

"Hillock !!" Hermione, who was gushing about Hogwarts to Olos, recognized the ball of fur at a glance.

That's her cat.

"Oh my God! I thought you were lost? The excited little witch galloped down the mountain.

"It didn't get lost?" Looking at the furball that was shuttling quickly through the grass, Anthony said with a little surprise.

"How long has it been lost?" Anthony glanced at Harry beside him.

"I don't know, I haven't seen the cat in almost two months anyway, the last time it was Christmas was when Hermione left it at school and Ron and I were in charge of looking after it." Hearing this, Anthony couldn't help but gasp, lost it for a month, and then ran back from the Forbidden Forest.

Good guys, this little thing is designated as a bit of Fantastic Beast blood. You know, getting a pet at Hogwarts is not an easy task.

Because they are always running around, and there are all kinds of dangerous magical animals around the castle, even the little wizards are in danger of going out on their own, not to mention their pets.

And Hermione's cat wasn't bought in Diagon Alley. The pets of the wizarding world are more or less of some magical animal blood, which makes them have some magical abilities.

But that cat is different, it is just an 'ordinary' little white cat trained by MI6. What magical abilities can it have?

I hadn't seen it for a long time, and Anthony really thought it had been eaten by the eight-eyed giant spider of the Forbidden Forest! The little beast in the grass suddenly jumped into Hermione's arms like a gust of wind.

"Meow~" Shylock rubbed Hermione's face comfortably. The little witch responded, touching the cat's head, her face full of joy.

Then she hugged her cat and walked back.

"This cat turned out to be yours." As he approached, Dumbledore suddenly said with interest, "Shylock?" Good name. Looking at the petite kitten, with gray white hair and blue eyes, the principal suddenly said inexplicably: "I often see George and Fred with it..."

"It helped a lot, and when the two little ones were in distress, it was the cat that found them."?

George and Fred? Hearing the name from the headmaster's mouth, Anthony and Ron immediately realized something...

"Hermione. Is this your cat? In the distance, Hagrid put Noble back into the hut and immediately followed in a rage.

"I thought those two boys raised it!"

"What's wrong, Hagrid?" Hermione asked suspiciously, rubbing Shylock's belly. She had been separated from her cat for many days, and she thought she had lost her.

"Merlin's beard! You just don't know what it's doing! Hagrid complained indignantly to Hermione: "In the past month, it has scratched several unicorns, broken the eggs of a giant spider, bitten the wings of a hippony, and the most terrible thing is that it has gathered a large group of cats in the forest, and the Forbidden Forest is full of them, and the fluffy and sniffing that have been bullied by it dare not return to the forest!" ”

"Huh?" Hermione was dumbfounded, and she looked down at the cozy kitten in her arms who was enjoying petting...

"Meow~Meow~Meow~" Shylock stared at its pair of sapphire eyes that seemed to be alluding to the sky and containing the whole world, looking at his master elegantly.

The little neck slammed into Hermione's cheek. Even... Maybe Anthony's delusion, he always felt that the cat was laughing—evil and crazy

"Look at that! Merlin's beard! Look at its neck. Suddenly, Hagrid exclaimed excitedly.

Around, the little wizards and the two professors immediately turned their gaze to the cat. Sure enough, on its furry neck was a tuft of silver hair that didn't belong to it.

"Unicorn hair, that's definitely unicorn hair, oh my! It's- it's scourge another unicorn! Hagrid said excitedly, and Hermione on the side was also stupid, she stared blankly at the kitten in her arms, and couldn't believe that her cat would do such a thing.

"yes—I'm sorry, Hagrid, I—I don't know." Hermione apologized in a panic, though she was still confused.

Anthony immediately whispered to Ron, "I'm betting on a silver cole, it's definitely George and Fred who did it!" ”

"I'll bet on a gold Galleon!" Ron on the side responded. The two glanced at each other, and then shook hands very well.

"I finally know where the magic materials they need for their research come from." Harry immediately figured out what was going on.

"It's definitely Christmas, and I've had a while — ahem — haven't had time to take care of it, and it must have been when George and Fred abducted it."

Anthony looked at Hermione and then at Shylock in her arms, "I can't believe that cat has already saved them twice this year, twice!" For a moment, Anthony even doubted that Hillock would be Animagus too!

But on second thought, it's not right! Every animal trained by MI6 has a very detailed record, and it could not have been a wizard shapeshifter.

So... Sure enough, it's a magical beast bloodline, right?!