Drink Black Tea Calmly at Hogwarts

The night is deep, and a silver moon hangs in the night sky. From time to time, black shadows fly silently under the moonlight.

At this time, many owls raised in the Hogwarts Owl Room were flying silently in the night sky, looking for mice that came out to forage at night.

Harry's three-person team felt like mice surrounded by a group of owls. The professors headed by Professor McGonagall surrounded them like owls.

After the first mouse was caught, after answering Professor McGonagall's question, Professor Scarlet waved his hand, and Professor Scarlet dragged the unlucky guy who hadn't had time to change back to his original appearance to the empty classroom next door. .

Now Harry and the others had to feel anxious. According to the original plan, when they came back from 1981, they would make two or three adjustments in order to reduce the time error of their return to within two to four hours, because when they left, Saturday night.

However, when they came back for the first time, they found that they had arrived four days after they left, and the next moment McMeow appeared in front of them, and then transformed back into Professor McGonagall. In less than two minutes, professors from all walks of life came to this classroom one after another.

Hermione straightened out the cause and effect immediately. If they were blocked by the professors now, it meant that they could not go back to four days ago. This means that several of them have been missing for four days. After several of them disappeared four days ago, Ginny, as an insider, would inevitably report their actions to Professor McGonagall who was starting to go crazy. After Professor McGonagall learned the news, he would definitely come here to wait for them to return. Since Professor McGonagall is waiting for them here, it is inevitable that they will be caught.

Hermione quietly told Harry and Ron this series of events, and they were stunned.

Before Xiao Zhangzi could change back to his original appearance, he was immediately approached by Professor McGonagall, because according to past practice, such audacious things were planned and organized by this guy.

It's just that this case was really not his handiwork. The most he could do was fill in the gaps and provide the tools to commit the crime. The mastermind of the case was Harry Potter's classmate.

So he sold Harry immediately.

In the end, Professor McGonagall could only shake her head and said to the three of them: "Potter, Weasley and Granger, please go to the principal's office to explain this matter clearly. Lupine and Black will follow you too. "

Harry and the others could only lower their heads and followed Professor McGonagall and the others out of the classroom, passing by the domestic violence scene next door where the sounds of "stop slapping" and ping-ping-pong-pong could be heard, and finally arrived at the principal's office.

Just when Harry, three people and one cat, followed Professor McGonagall uneasily into the principal's office, the domestic violence scene on the fifth floor came to an end.

"Okay, I've just been missing for four days, so there's no need to be so angry." Zhang Xu, who found a chance to change back, said to Scarlet.

"I didn't hit you because of this." Scarlet said angrily.

"What's that?" Zhang Xu was a little confused.

"Twenty-nine years ago..." Scarlet gritted his teeth and reminded Zhang, "I really lost my head that day..."

"Alas..." Zhang sighed, then squatted down skillfully and put his head in his hands, "Don't slap me in the face."

It was natural to hide things like black history as deeply as possible, but what she didn't expect was that some guys who didn't play by the rules were actually the initiators of black history, so what else could she do besides beating them up.

Anyway, no one knows what happened that night, but early the next morning, all four people who were caught yesterday appeared in the Hogwarts cafeteria with dark circles under their eyes.

"Where have you been?" Luna asked Zhang Xu,

While using the handle of the fork in his hand, he poked the other person's side ribs.

"I'm busy with some things." Zhang Xu replied while helping Luna pick up a piece of fried egg and put it on her plate.

"Oh, tell me in advance next time." Luna said.

"No problem." Zhang Xu replied.

Soon after, the owl rain came as expected, and Zhang Xu also got his subscription to the Daily Prophet.

Opening the newspaper, the headline on the front page is "Minister of Magic Lucius Malfoy meets with Hayne Severo and other progressive tax collectors at the Ministry of Magic", and the second article on the front page is "Ministry of Magic's tax revenue in 1997 hits record high" new highs".

"How did they do it?" Zhang Xu asked Anthony Goldstein, who was sitting opposite him, somewhat surprised. As a Jew, Anthony had a strong family background in economic issues.

"They raised the tax until 1999," Anthony replied.

"Then I won't have to pay taxes next year?" Terry Butt, sitting aside, asked innocently.

"I'll bet you a pound of Bibi's All-Flavour Beans that next year they're going to put a 2000-2003 tax on them," Michael Corner told his friend.

Zhang Xu, who was sitting across from them, finally understood that the political achievements of this taxation were obtained by killing the goose and getting the eggs, but he didn't know when the tax would start to be levied fifty years later.

"There must be a lot of people who object to their taxation like this." Zhang Xu asked Anthony and the others.

"Yes, some people are unwilling to pay taxes to those Death Eaters, but they were injured by Death Eaters." Anthony said.

"It was okay at my house. The neighbor called the Auror when the Death Eaters came to the door." Michael Corner said, "The Aurors arrived soon after, and two of the three Death Eaters were caught. One was injured and ran away.”

At this time, all the breakfast on the table disappeared. Zhang Xu and Anthony walked out of the cafeteria while continuing to chat about this topic.

The first class this morning was a potion class. In class, Professor Sprout asked the students to fertilize the mushrooms in the greenhouse.

Mushrooms sleep during the day, and unless they are poured with coffee, they will not wake up even if they take a bite.

"Don't be distracted, Zhang." Professor Sprout reminded Zhang Xu, who had applied too much fertilizer to a mushroom, "Why, didn't you sleep well last night?"

Professor Sprout gave Zhang Xu a funny face. She participated in the activity of watching a group of four people and one cat yesterday, and she also knew that someone was being raped.

"No." Zhang Xu shoveled the excess fertilizer back into the fertilizer bucket, "I was just thinking about how to handle the Destruction Mushroom before it can be eaten."

Because of the Destruction Mushroom's ability to self-destruct as soon as it is seriously injured, Zhang, who had been thinking about it for a long time, was unable to do anything.

Professor Sprout was already accustomed to Zhang Xu's thoughts. She said, "I will plant a few Destruction Mushrooms in your dormitory another day, and you can study them slowly."