A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

At night, deep in the Forbidden Forest.

A **** dog ran desperately, his lungs were about to explode, and the shape of the trees in the black forest became teeth and claws. He crossed a forest creek, turned around and looked behind him vigilantly.

The terrifying three-headed dog did not chase.

He collapsed on the ground and stretched out. He saw a corner of the moon, and the full moon had just passed. He didn't know how his old friend was now, and he didn't know whether he would pull out his wand and give him a cruel blow when he saw him.

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

But unfortunately, the screaming shed, which he always remembered as being lively and lively, became exceptionally deserted, with a thick layer of dust and no trace of being used.

‘Maybe only I remember there. ’

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

But even if he was blocked, it would not affect him. He knows many secret passages. The one-eyed witch on the fourth floor of the castle is his best choice, but it leads to the Joko joke shop and there are too many customers.

Hog Modri's dementors patrolled day and night, he glanced from a distance and ran away.

He didn't dare to take the risk. He probably had only one chance. This was not going to school, not fighting with those little Death Eaters, this was war. He told himself to be patient.

But he didn't know how long he could hold on. Someone would remind him before and tell him not to be impulsive, but now he is the only one.

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

He doesn’t know if the information that he is Animagus has been revealed. Old friends have seen him deformed too many times, just as he can recognize that despicable mouse at a glance, and old friends can certainly recognize him at a glance. Out of him.

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

But they must not recognize who they were there. The black dog got up, looked at the reflection in the stream, and made a low whistling sound, which sounded like a smug smile.

In the water is a big scrawny dog, with a very clear skeleton shape, and the black fur is tangled and knotted. It's no different from a stray dog.

Maybe he can go back to Diagon Alley and flip through the trash can or something... The **** dog swallowed, no, he must be cautious.

The big dog drank a few sips of water by the side of the stream. His stomach twitched, and his eyes kept looking at the stream, trying to see if a small fish passed by, even a small shrimp. But he was undoubtedly disappointed.

‘I can’t become a human being. I showed up in Diagon Alley, so I can’t show up anywhere else, especially near Hogwarts. 'he thinks.

That night when it was raining heavily, the opportunity was so good, he couldn’t help but tentatively dig into the castle. The portrait wouldn’t care about him. He was just a pet of a little wizard, or a playmate that Hagrid brought to his dog. .

When a certain professor found out about him, the matter was over.

But the buzzing at the gate of the castle made him run away. He didn't know what it was, it might be a kind of alarm?

He had seen many such things when he was a child.

It must be Dumbledore. He knew Nick LeMay.

Dumbledore...

The big dog's eyes lit up, and then quietly became dim again.

He hates me! He thought I was a traitor!

But I did kill James and Lily. I was indeed the murderer.

The **** dog's thinking kept jumping and it was difficult to form a complete thinking. He began to think of the three-headed dog he encountered today.

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

But after just over a week, the little bit who could have been slapped by him has grown to the size of a door panel. This is definitely magic!

He heard Hagrid's sobs, and he said he shouldn't be so selfish and should let him run freely in the forbidden forest.

Damn it! The three-headed dog rushed towards him, knowing that he shouldn't have loaned the motorcycle to Hagrid.

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

Is it possible to be released? He saw a dilapidated car in the depths of the forbidden forest. He thought it was abandoned, and he was going to get into it to sleep--even if it was broken, it would be much stronger than wet ground. , There is at least one cushion.

As a result, this thing turned on the car lights, almost stunned him, the car ran into him, he once again fled in embarrassment...

Half an hour later, the **** 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 could not make him think carefully. He didn't want to call his name, just remembering the familiar faces.

After don't know how long, he thought of the big **** cat, a smart guy. Although he is a dog, he found that he already liked cats.

Cats can catch mice in an open manner.

Through it, I learned a lot of information. First of all, it was the mouse. The mouse was by the boy's side. Thinking of this, he became irritable.

The **** dog started counting his ribs. This was his new way to keep 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 triumphantly.

He finally calmed down.

Don't worry about it for the time being... The mouse is a coward, he saw it when he went to school, and every time he fights in a group, he hides behind and sneaks.

There is also the snot sperm, and his student, the danger is everywhere, and he is helpless.

The **** dog got up, glanced in the direction of Hogwarts from a distance, and turned away to the other side.

He was going to a Muggle town, where it was not dangerous, and he could sneak into the Muggle house to find something to eat.

White soft bread, fresh and delicious vegetables, of course, meat is indispensable.

The drool of the **** dog ran down frantically.

He ran slowly, which was the most labor-saving way, and he had only discovered it recently. This was not the case before, he always ran in the forefront.

The sky became darker, and the **** dog sneaked into the small red-painted house closest to him. He liked the color.

There is no TV in the room, which is better. He doesn't want to see the news that he is called a dangerous fugitive.

The **** dog's nose kept twitching and turned and ran into the kitchen. He saw a snow-white cat, too tender to be clever at first sight, he thought.

Without taking care of the fried cat, he took a large piece of ribs from the kitchen~www.novelmt.com~ When he left, 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 road, he saw two small middle-aged men who were penetrating their heads. They discussed in a low voice--

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

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

"No, just find any one."

Immediately, they saw a **** dog slowly coming out of the shadows. It was skinny, baring its teeth, and looking at them fiercely.

"Run!"

Watching them disappear, the **** dog became happy, and he let out a free howl. Dogs in the town barked one after another, and the lights of several houses were on.

‘Damn, I did something stupid again. ’

This place couldn't stay, the **** dog crawled back into the grass, picked up the ribs and left quickly.