The Alchemist of Harry Potter

In order to avoid being caught by others leaving the castle, Harry, Ron, and Hermione were squeezing under the cloak of invisibility, carefully tiptoeing through the auditorium, and when they walked down the stone steps in front of the gate, the sun was almost set in the forbidden forest. Behind.

Crookshanks had been urged repeatedly by Hermione, and followed the three of them to Hagrid's cabin.

Standing in front of Hagrid's hut, Harry looked around cautiously, and after making sure that no one was around, he raised his hand and knocked on the door. The door quickly opened from the inside, and Hagrid poked his head out of the door and looked around carefully, but could not find any visiting guests.

In the end, Hagrid noticed that there was a cat under his feet, just passing by his feet, and after getting into the house, he began to sniff the surrounding air.

A cat, knocking on the door?

Hagrid thought his ideas were absurd.

"It's us, Hagrid." Harry's voice suddenly came from the side. "Don't look, we are wearing invisibility cloaks."

"Why are you here now? It's almost night."

Hagrid took a step back and waited for the three of them to enter the house, and said to Harry, who had torn off the invisible cloak, "Didn't you say there is only one class in the afternoon, you should have come earlier."

"Sorry Hagrid, I have a lot of classes in the afternoon." Hermione was also very helpless. She needed more classes than Harry and Ron, and it was impossible for Hagrid to skip class specifically to help Hagrid catch mice.

"Is this your cat?" Hagrid looked at Crookshanks, not to mention the late arrival, got up to make tea for the three of them, and brought a plate of biscuits. "It looks better than Albert's. As long as he is alert, his cat will be afraid when he sees a mouse."

"There are cats that are afraid of mice?" Ron felt incredible.

"Yes, Albert's cat is just like that, lazy, and very fat. It takes a lot of effort to walk. When others see it, they think it is a pig." Hagrid smiled and looked at the one who was searching for the smell of mice. Crookshanks said, "A good cat is the one who catches mice. But for Albert, it doesn't matter whether his cat catches mice or not."

Peter, who was eavesdropping in the milk jug in the cupboard, had a breakdown in his mentality at the moment. He didn't expect that Hagrid would find a cat to catch a mouse.

What and what is this!

I thought it was just talking casually, but I didn't expect Hagrid to find a cat to catch the mouse, and the cat that he found was still the one that kept chasing him.

The cat was crazy, just holding on to him, as if there was a deep hatred between the two sides.

If it weren't for Peter's black dog who knew about Black's Animagus, he would even suspect that the black cat was Black's transformation.

Now I just pray that the crazy cat will leave after catching the mouse.

The conversation in the room continued, but they couldn't understand Peter's complicated mood now.

"Hagrid, what happened last time?" Harry asked in a low voice.

Hagrid poured a cup of amber tea for each of them, stared at Crookshanks looking for mice, and replied casually, "What's the matter?"

"At the time, we were wearing invisible cloaks and hiding aside to peek. Buckbeak disappeared without warning before being executed." Ron asked in a low voice.

"I don't know, I probably ran away." Hagrid made a hissing gesture to the three Harry, beckoning them to stop discussing this matter.

Even if the matter has passed, Hagrid knew that this matter must be kept secret, otherwise someone would know it, and God would know what would happen.

Harry, Hermione, and Ron all understood what Hagrid meant. Although they were very confused and wanted to know the truth, they stopped asking about the matter any more. Seeing Hagrid's appearance, they obviously didn't intend to reveal the news.

"Look, it caught the first mouse." Hagrid bluntly diverted the attention of the three of them.

Crookshanks had just crawled out of Hagrid's bed with a dead mouse still in his mouth.

"Your cat is very powerful. It took a long time to catch the mouse." Hagrid picked up the dead mouse thrown by Crookshanks from the ground and said softly.

Hermione’s Crookshanks were indeed amazing. After a while, three rats were caught in Hagrid’s hut, during which they knocked over a bottle.

Peter, who was hiding in the milk jug, had been shrunk into a ball with fright, for fear that he would be discovered by the crazy cat, which might lead to abandoning all his efforts and exposing himself to everyone's vision.

It's a pity that Peter couldn't escape Crookshanks' nose after all. After the mouse trap expert Crookshanks killed the fourth mouse under the kitchen cabinet, he finally focused on the cupboard.

Seeing Crookshanks spotted the mouse again, Hermione reached out to grab the cat and lifted it to Hagrid's cupboard.

Crookshanks immediately stared at the milk jug in which Peter was hiding.

Peter, hiding in the milk jug, felt like he was going crazy.

Why is he so unlucky!

Damn it!

Damn it.

When Hermione removed the milk jug from the cupboard and opened the lid, she was taken aback by what came out of it. As soon as she loosened her fingers, the milk jug fell from Hermione's hand and fell into a pile of fragments. .

Peter, hiding in the milk jug, immediately ran away after the jug was broken, desperately drilling under the cabinet, so as not to become the ghost of the crazy cat.

"What's wrong, Hermione?"

All three of them were taken aback by Hermione's exclamation and turned their heads to see the milk jug and a big mouse that had fallen to pieces on the ground.

"Scaly, why are you here?" Ron stared at the mouse quickly sneaking into the cabinet.

Crookshanks rushed into the air, growled in a low voice, and began to furiously reach under the cupboard with his front paws.

"Crookshanks, don't do that." Hermione grabbed Crookshanks by the waist, struggling to lift it up and put it somewhere else to prevent it from killing the spots.

"Is it really Scabbard?" Harry asked suspiciously. Wasn't Shaban eaten by Crookshanks a while ago, for which Ron and Hermione had a big fight.

"No, I can't read it wrong." Ron lay on the ground, trying to catch the mouse hidden under the cabinet, but was bitten, and painful screams echoed in the room.

After a lot of effort, Ron finally grabbed the struggling mouse and lifted it to a place with light to observe carefully.

It is indeed scaly, it is thinner than before, and its fur has fallen off a lot, leaving patches of bald skin.

The mouse twisted in Ron's hands, as if desperately trying to be free.

"Scorched, it's me, Ron." Ron told Hermione to get the cat away, "With me, nothing here will hurt you!"

Ron tried to keep Shaban in his pocket, but the mouse became violent, screaming, twisting and kicking frantically, biting Ron's hand again, taking advantage of his painful letting go. He slipped through Ron's fingers and fell to the ground desperately to flee outside.

Crookshanks broke free of Hermione's hand and chased them quickly, so fast that Harry and Hermione could not stop them.

As for Ron, after seeing Crookshanks go to the spot, he chased him immediately.

"Hermione, let's go and see too." Harry finished speaking and hurried after Ron.

"Wait Harry." Hermione vaguely felt something was wrong, and cast a pleading look at Hagrid.

"Oh, my God! What is going on?"

Hagrid looked at the three people who left in a hurry. He was still confused, but he was not worried about letting Harry, Hermione, and Ron run around at night, so he was about to follow out, but it was already dark outside, so Hagrid turned back and took an oil lamp before catching up again.