A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

At night, deep in the forbidden forest.

A big black dog ran desperately, his lungs were about to explode, the shape of the trees in the dark forest became claws and claws, he crossed a creek in the forest, turned around and looked behind him alertly.

The terrifying three-headed dog did not come after him.

He collapsed to the ground, stretching his body. He saw a corner of the moon, and the full moon had just passed. He didn't know how his old friend was doing now, and he didn't know if he would pull out his wand and give him a hard blow when he saw him.

But he did consider taking advantage of the day when his old friend was transformed, to take him away and tell him the truth.

But unfortunately, the screaming shack that had always been lively in his mind became extraordinarily deserted, with a thick layer of dust and no trace of being used.

'Maybe I'm the only one who remembers it there. ’

He thought that this might be the reason why the Beating Liu channel was not blocked.

But even if it is blocked, it will not affect him. He knows a lot of secret passages, and the one-eyed witch on the fourth floor of the castle is his best choice, but there are too many customers there leading to the Honey Duke candy store.

The dementors in Hogsmeade were patrolling day and night, and he glanced at them from a distance and ran away.

He didn't dare to take the risk, the chance was probably only one, it wasn't going to school, it wasn't fighting the little Death Eaters, it was war. He told himself to be patient.

But he didn't know how long he could hold on. In the past, someone would remind him and tell him not to be impulsive, but now he is alone.

Just like some time ago, he couldn't hold back and slipped to the edge of the Quidditch field just to take a look at the boy with the tousled hair. Like his father, he had a strong urge to rush out, and he was almost driven by this feeling. Crazy.

He also doesn't know if the information that he is Animagus has been revealed. The old friend has seen him deformed too many times. Just like he can recognize the despicable mouse at a glance, the old friend will definitely recognize it at a glance. out of him.

Maybe the spies from the Ministry of Magic are holding a picture of a black dog at the moment.

But they must not recognize themselves, the black dog got up, looked at the reflection in the stream, and made a low whirring sound, which sounded like a smug laugh.

In the water was a big, bony dog ​​with a very clear skeleton, black fur tangled and knotted. No different from stray dogs.

Maybe he can go back to Diagon Alley, rummage through the trash cans or something... The big black dog swallowed, no, he has to be careful.

The big dog leaned to the edge of the creek and took a few sips of water, his stomach twitched, and his eyes kept looking at the creek, wanting to see if a small fish passed by, even a small shrimp. But he was undoubtedly disappointed.

'I can't be human, I've been in Diagon Alley, I can't be anywhere else, especially around Hogwarts. 'he thinks.

It was a rainy night, the opportunity was too good, he couldn't help but try to get into the castle, the portrait didn't care about him, he was just a pet of a little wizard, or a playmate that Hagrid found for his dog. .

By the time a professor found him, it was over.

But the buzzing at the gate of the castle made him flee. He didn't know what it was, maybe it was an alarm?

He'd seen a lot of this stuff when he was a kid.

It must have been Dumbledore who knew Nick LeMay.

Dumbledore...

The big dog's eyes lit up, then silently dimmed.

He hates me! He thought I was a traitor!

But I did kill James and Lily, and I did kill.

The big black dog's thinking kept jumping, and it was difficult to form a complete thought. He began to think of the three-headed dog he met today.

He had seen it from a distance in Hagrid's hut, when it was only the size of a coconut, and Hagrid was playing hat-picking with it, and even the hound next to it could easily knock it over.

But after just over a week, the little guy who could have been slapped and slapped by him grew to the size of the door. It's absolutely magic!

He heard Hagrid's sobbing, and he said he shouldn't be so selfish, he should let him run freely in the Forbidden Forest.

Damn it! The three-headed dog came running at him, and he should have never lent Hagrid the motorcycle if he had known.

After so many years, it is estimated that it has already been scrapped.

Possibly released? He had seen a tattered car in the depths of the forbidden forest. He thought it was abandoned and was going to get into it and sleep in it - even if it was broken, it was much stronger than the wet ground. , at least one more cushion.

As a result, the thing turned on the headlights, almost stunned him, the car hit him, and he fled again...

Half an hour later, the big black dog accidentally found a mouse hole, haha, today is my lucky day.

After a full meal, he has strength again, at least two more days.

He lay on the ground and began to think about the problem. The shape of the big dog couldn't make him think carefully, and he didn't want to call him by name. He just recalled the familiar faces.

I don't know how long it took, he thought of the big ginger cat, a smart guy. Although he was a dog, he found that he had fallen in love with cats.

Cats can catch mice righteously.

Through it, I learned a lot of information, first of all, the mouse, the mouse was beside the boy, thinking of this, he became irritable.

The big black dog started counting his ribs, his newfound way of keeping calm. One, two, three... a total of thirteen pairs of ribs, the last one is the shortest and thinnest, and most people can't find it, he thought proudly.

He finally calmed down.

Don't worry for the time being... Rat is a coward. He knew it when he was in school. Every time he fought in groups, he would hide behind and attack.

And the snot, and his paparazzi students, danger is everywhere, and he's alone.

The big black dog got up, glanced in the direction of Hogwarts from a distance, turned around and left to the other side.

He was going to go to a Muggle town, where it wasn't too dangerous, and he could sneak into a Muggle house to find something to eat.

Soft white bread, fresh and tasty vegetables and, of course, meat.

The big black dog's saliva flowed down frantically.

He ran slowly, the most labor-saving way, and one he had only recently discovered. It wasn't like this before, he was always at the front.

The sky was getting bright, and the big black dog slid into a small house closest to him, painted in red, a color he liked.

It was better that there was no TV in the room, he didn't want to see the news that he was called a dangerous fugitive.

The big black dog's nose kept twitching, and he turned and ran into the kitchen. He saw a snow-white cat. It was too tender to look smart, he thought.

Ignoring the fried cat, he took a large piece of pork ribs from the kitchen. Before leaving, he patted the white cat on the head, leaving a dirty paw print.

Walking out of the small house, he quietly left with the meat in his mouth. On the way, he saw two short middle-aged men poking their heads. They were discussing in low voices—

"Are you ready to pick which one to start with?"

"Not sure yet, this town is too poor, why don't you change to another place?"

"No, just find one."

Immediately, they saw a big black dog slowly walking out of the shadows, it was bony, bared its teeth, and looked at them fiercely.

"Run!"

The big black dog watched them disappear, and his mood became happy, and he let out a free howl. The dogs barked one after another in the town, and the lights of several households turned on.

'Damn, I did something stupid again. ’

This place couldn't stay anymore, the big black dog got back into the grass, grabbed the ribs and left quickly.