The Occult Warlock of Hogwarts

Most mice are like this - running for food all day and night, and worrying about the endless growth of incisors. Every time they fill their stomachs, the mice can feel the sharp incisors moving forward in the gums.

It squirms, grows a little longer, and grows a little longer, so mice have to grind their teeth when foraging, grinding their teeth when they have nothing to do, and grinding their teeth when they are watching, so when a mouse sees a person with his front teeth knocked out in Bonfire Street

As a human being, I feel a little envious - it would be great if I were a person without front teeth. Not only would I not have to worry about the front teeth growing in disorder, I would also be able to eat soft and fresh food.

Thinking of this, Mouse No. 1 took a few bites of the rickety table legs, and quietly looked at the humans who were slumped on the bed and groaning. In fact, since yesterday, many mice have noticed that the people on this street

Some people were taken away and put into what looked like an abandoned house. They were thrown to the ground and piled on wooden boards, and then the door was locked. These people had no energy, acted like zombies, and were thin, very thin, not

The kind of thinness that means eating less, but the morbid skinnyness, makes these people look lifeless, which means - unlike other people who shout and kill mice when they see them.

Finally, Mouse No. 1 got tired of hiding in corners and peeping. Like most mice, it knew how to push its limits and would become greedier after testing. It boldly raised its front paws, and then reached forward with its front paws.

After landing, it did not forget to watch and listen carefully - those humans were still tortured by the incomprehensible sense of emptiness in their minds and would not make other movements. So the range of Mouse 1's movements became larger and the frequency became faster.

, after steady testing, it even dared to climb up the table, climb up the bodies of those humans, and stand on the weakly undulating abdomens of these humans - when it really stood up, it found that it could suppress the breathing of humans,

He also found that his other compatriots had also confirmed that there was no threat, and came out of every corner, exchanging information with each other.

Then the first mouse appeared among the mice, let’s call it Mouse No. 2. Mouse No. 2 has been hungry for a long time. In fact, it is not the only mouse that has been hungry for a long time, but it generates ideas faster. It thinks,

These people were already like this. Did they bite off a piece of meat and they didn’t react? It did the same, and it took the first bite.

The sweet flesh and blood entered Mouse No. 2's mouth, and it sneakily hid aside, watching while swallowing - the human being who had bitten off a piece of flesh just let out a half-dreamed hoo-ha, and the sound in his throat returned to its original moan.

The same tune.

It was so sweet that Mouse No. 2 swallowed it completely. It came back to the wound and sucked the blood flowing out of the mouth.

The noises made by the mice suddenly became more intense, and they squeaked: "What does this smell like?"

"Who is eating?"

"Where's the food?"

But Mouse No. 2 can't hear anything now. It is intoxicated in the ecstasy of pleasure, and its desire for more flesh and blood becomes more and more urgent. It does not notice that its movements are becoming slower and slower, and its muscles have begun to become unnatural.

At the moment when his four legs straightened up due to spasm, Mouse No. 2 fell stiffly onto the human body, hitting the ground with a bang.

A mouse next to it - Mouse No. 3 - saw all the actions of Mouse No. 2, and also saw the sweet death of Mouse No. 2 like drowning in a honey pot. It warned its compatriots: "These humans are poisonous!

”

All the other rats were frightened. They tried their best to stay away from these people like a receding tide, and later passed the news to the rat representatives.

The mouse representative dipped his tail in ink, circled the corresponding area on the map of Bonfire Street, and then drew a skull. Looking at the map again, most of the areas on it are marked, but there is still one last one

The area is blank.

Tom, who was supervising the work on the side, said: "Sometimes, a piece of land that makes it impossible for us to survive is also a kind of answer."

"But that's not a reason to be ignorant." The mouse representative shook the ink off his tail irritably. He looked at the cave passages extending in all directions. These dark holes connected the entire mouse force, and then made a decision, "

Let’s go together.”

Tom shook his beard silently.

Two mice, one old and one young, took the shortcut of the mouse hole, and then got out of the mouse hole. They came to the edge of the mouse-free land, and fell into silence looking at the desolate open space in front of them.

The mouse representative asked uneasily: "Where is this?"

Tom couldn't answer, but he could see something unusual about it. After all, it was from Knockturn Alley, and the ones active in Knockturn Alley were not the wild roads in the muddy area. At any rate, it was also a serious dark wizard, and around dark wizards

Active Tom can always see a little more than the mouse represents - there is something here, but it is hidden.

During free activities in the afternoon, DeWitt got the map drawn by the mouse representative. After listening to Tom's report, after thinking for a moment, he said to the others: "I plan to go and take a look."

Hermione immediately said: "I'm with you."

DeWitt could no longer refuse. He said "Okay" and then said to Ms. Feier: "Then you take Shirley with you."

"Do you need to divert Jonathan's attention?" Ms. Feier suggested cautiously, "I can use transformation to create your model..."

"Then let's do it," DeWitt laughed evilly and said with some anticipation, "Jonathan thought he had deceived us... thought you couldn't see what he was thinking... and thought he could take advantage of us...

Now there is only one legitimate reason. I will question him face to face and ask..."

"Uh, that's it, let's get over it," Hermione nudged DeWitt's waist lightly with her elbow, and couldn't help complaining, "We're obviously here to find out what happened, and if we can, we'll do it again

Help us a little, you make us look like villains who do all kinds of evil."

DeWitt will say no more.

Ms. Feier started to take action. She did what she just said and transformed into puppets that looked like DeWitt and Hermione. She controlled the puppets to follow her away. Hermione, who stayed behind, conveniently moved herself and DeWitt.

Witte's figure disappeared into the air, and then took DeWitt's hand.

"I remember the night out," Hermione whispered briskly, "and the first time I held your hand. Do you remember?"

DeWitt began to recall. He could remember the first time he held Hermione's hand with special feelings, but he was very sure that it was not the first time the two held hands. Thinking and thinking, DeWitt couldn't think of it.

When he came out, he said honestly: "I forgot."

Hermione sighed, but that wasn't a problem, as long as she remembered it clearly.