Hogwarts: A little lion in the skin of the Eagle School

Lightning illuminated the clouds, and hundreds of dark shadows above them.

A gasp went up from everyone on the field.

The flash of lightning was fleeting, and in an instant everyone lost sight of what it was.

They didn't know what was happening in the clouds. All they saw was Harry, who had disappeared into the clouds, suddenly falling from the sky, followed by a dark mass of shadows.

"Harry fell!"

"It's a Dementor!!"

Exclamations rang out.

Everyone snapped out of their daze and looked at the dark mass of Dementors. The chill that filled the air sent shivers down their spines.

At that moment, a loud voice drowned out all the panicked shouts.

It was Headmaster Dumbledore who made the move.

"Stop the shock absorbers and reduce speed!"

Harry's rapidly falling body was caught by an invisible force, his speed decreased abruptly, and he landed gently.

next moment.

"Put Your God on the Guardian!!!"

Dumbledore spoke again, and a burst of white energy exploded out from him, engulfing the entire Quidditch pitch.

The energy of the Guardian Charm surged like a giant wave, instantly repelling all the Dementors.

Meanwhile, long before Harry fell, Cedric the Seeker of Hufflepuff had already caught the Golden Snitch.

The match ended there.

Cedric only realized something was wrong when Headmaster Dumbledore intervened.

Immediately, people ran into the arena and took Harry to the school hospital for treatment.

He stood there, looking at the golden thief in his hand, feeling that his victory was not honorable.

So he approached the Gryffindor captain to request a rematch, but Wood refused.

He admitted that Hufflepuff had won the Quidditch match.

Then, under the guidance of the professors, everyone evacuated the stadium in an orderly manner.

Headmaster Dumbledore, with a dark expression, simply vanished from the spot.

......

In a deserted corridor of the castle, a man and a dog stare at each other.

John had by then removed the conspicuous hood.

He crossed his arms and scrutinized the black dog with a critical eye.

After learning that the black dog was actually a human in disguise, John suddenly didn't know how to communicate with it amicably.

Even though he's wagging his tail and acting all friendly right now.

John remained silent for a long time, opening his mouth several times as if to say something, but then swallowing it back.

Finally, John spoke up.

"Are you fully recovered?"

John asked casually.

The black dog nodded like a human.

"Did you speak with Professor Lupin that day?"

The black dog nodded again.

"Are you friends with Professor Lupin?"

The black dog continued to nod.

"...Are you an illegal Animagus?"

The black dog instinctively wanted to nod again, but then paused, tilting its head to look at John.

After hesitating for a moment, he nodded.

Seeing this, John fell silent for a moment.

"...Are you here for Harry Potter?"

This time, the black dog shook its head, but then immediately nodded.

Does this mean that Harry isn't his primary target, but he still has some connection to Harry?

John scrutinized him for a while, then finally sighed and waved his wand.

A gust of hot wind blew up and dried the black dog's fur.

The black dog seemed fairly honest, so John lowered his guard a bit.

"She just had a fever, and now she's getting caught in the rain."

"I don't want to see a corpse next time I go to the Scream Shack."

Although he was complaining, John was still drying the hair off his body.

The black dog wagged its tail, a hint of human-like smile flashing in its eyes.

"Let me make it clear beforehand that I'm not on your side. I'm only trusting you temporarily because Professor Lupin and Daju trust you."

"I don't know what your purpose is right now, and I don't really want to know. I'll talk to Professor Lu Ping about it later."

"If I find anything wrong, I will report you immediately."

John continued speaking in a detached tone, his words conveying a sense of aloofness.

The black dog was also somewhat helpless.

Just think how happy they were together in the Scream Shack last week.

Now John has become like this, he's not cute at all.

Suddenly, the black dog's ears twitched, and it turned its head to look at the corner on one side of the corridor.

John noticed his appearance and looked over.

A moment later, footsteps came from around the corner of the corridor, growing louder as they approached.

Soon, Hermione appeared around the corner, jogging along.

She followed the rain stains all the way here.

"Hermione? What brings you here?"

Hermione John was clearly taken aback when he saw her; shouldn't she be watching the Quidditch game at the stadium?

Hermione saw John, and her initial worry subsided.

Because she had been attacked by the Basilisk in the Chamber of Secrets just the previous year, Hermione knew very well that Hogwarts was not as safe as she imagined.

When she saw John leave with a black dog that seemed like an ominous sign, she kept thinking that something dangerous might happen again.

That's why she couldn't help but follow.

"That's what I should be asking you: why did you leave without a word?"

Hermione stood with her hands on her hips, her gaze darting back and forth between John and the black dog, and said somewhat unhappily.

"...Uh, sorry Hermione, I left on my own because I didn't want to disturb you while you were watching the game."

"This silly dog ​​actually came out in the heavy rain. I was afraid he would catch a cold, so I came and brought him back."

John hesitated for a moment before lightly kicking the black dog with the tip of his shoe and slowly explaining to Hermione.

He didn't want Hermione to know the black dog's true identity yet, fearing it would implicate others.

The black dog was also kicked by John and staggered, whimpering twice at John in dissatisfaction.

But John wasn't going to tolerate him and made a shooing motion towards him.

"Go away, go back to your den!"

Seeing the scene of the owner playing with the pet, Hermione finally felt relieved.

This should just be an ordinary black dog, since even Titus and the others recognize it.

"I didn't know you were a dog lover."

"Your name is Xiao Hei, right? Come here, come here."

Hermione chuckled, then crouched down, clapped her hands at the black dog, and called out.

The black dog knew that Hermione was the owner of Crookshanks and a friend of Harry and John, so it wagged its tail and ran over.

Hermione was pleased and patted the dog's head, and the black dog instinctively tried to rub against her.

But John stood behind him, staring coldly at him, as if he would immediately pick him up and throw him out if he did anything out of line.

"Okay, Hermione, this dog just got caught in the rain and is covered in mud. He's filthy. Please don't touch him."

John saw that Hermione had touched him a few times enough.

He stepped forward, grabbed the black dog, and threw it aside.

John's behavior once again angered the black dog.

He hopped around like a husky, then stomped his forelegs hard on the ground and barked at John a few times in dissatisfaction.

"Shut up and go back."

John raised his hand to shoo them away again, and they yelled at each other, neither giving an inch.

Hermione couldn't help but laugh at their antics.

To Hermione, John's actions seemed like he was competing with Blackie for her affections.