Chapter 135 Rowena’s Love (Third Update~)

Listen to Mag's words.

Harry nodded in realization: "And the Ministry of Magic, I forgot about them again."

He hesitated in his words and said tentatively: "Maybe, I don't need to register with the Ministry of Magic."

"I can understand your thoughts, Mr. Potter." McGonagall's face became more serious, "But no, not only out of respect for the Ministry of Magic, but also out of respect for others."

"Before there was no official legislation from the Ministry of Magic, there were many more Animagus than there are now. There would always be some wizards who would want to use their Animagus to pry into other people's private lives. Harry, I'm very worried.

I believe you, you will never do such a thing."

"But there will be others who don't believe it." Harry followed her words.

Mag nodded.

Harry's face was expressionless: "But Professor Dumbledore obviously knows Animagus, and as far as I know, he doesn't seem to be on the Ministry of Magic's registration list?"

Mag was stunned, and she pursed her lips: "I have never seen him use an Animagus."

"If you haven't seen it, it doesn't mean it doesn't exist." Harry held on to Dumbledore, trying to convince the professor in front of him.

McGonagall tightened her wand and her tone suddenly became gentle: "Harry, it's not that I don't want to control Albus, I just can't control him."

"As the vice-principal, I can only give him some advice."

Harry was keenly aware of an aura of danger, which made him nod instinctively: "Professor, give me time and let me think about it."

"Harry." Professor McGonagall looked at him with the same serious look as when he first saw him in front of the oak door of Hogwarts Castle on the first day of the first grade. "If you let me know, you will definitely let me know."

You need to register with the Ministry of Magic."

Harry said goodbye and left.

Professor McGonagall, it seems this is not going to work.

What about Professor Dumbledore? He was the transfiguration professor at Hogwarts. Professor McGonagall also said that her Animagus was taught by Dumbledore. Go find him?

Thinking about it carefully, I'm afraid it won't work either.

Dumbledore is even more "superstitious" about the Ministry of Magic than Professor McGonagall.

That leaves only Sirius.

But do you really want to find him?

Maybe Uncle Lupine can be relied on. Although he doesn't know animagus, he is such a close friend after all, so he needs to know a little bit about him.

After returning to the dormitory, Harry wrote a letter and sent it to Sirius.

Sirius also responded quickly. Maybe he didn't have much confidence in other aspects, but he had absolute confidence in the Animagus. During those years in Azkaban, whenever he couldn't bear it anymore, he would turn into a black dog.

Huddle in the small corner of the cell and learn to think with a dog's brain.

He had to force himself to review the knowledge of Animagus every day. Otherwise, under the erosion of the dementors' aura of despair, he would have been swallowed up by the wildness of Animagus and turned into a real, brainless giant.

It's a dog.

The matter of the Animagus has been settled.

Harry was not in a hurry to continue with the potions. He had to continue with the Gryffindor Trial.

On Friday night, he packed up everything, made all the preparations he could do now, hung up the sorting hat and left.

He didn't hide anything.

Maybe he'll be gone for a whole weekend, maybe even longer.

The little lions stared at his back.

"You have to come back to class on Monday. Professor Trelawney also said that she has a new prophecy for you." Hermione bit her lip and spoke worriedly, "It doesn't matter even if you fail the trial. Safety is the most important thing."

The Sorting Hat muttered: "Miss Granger, what do you think of Gryffindor's trials?"

"There is a basilisk in Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets." Hermione emphasized, "If you are not prepared and look directly into the eyes of the basilisk, even the heir will die."

"Godric is not Salazar, he has a better heart." The Sorting Hat also emphasized his tone.

Hermione shook her head.

The Sorting Hat continued: "Don't worry, Harry is not the only little wizard in a thousand years to reach this point."

"Four hundred years ago, or five hundred years ago? There was a very good little wizard, a little better than Albus, who pulled out the sword of Gryffindor and broke into Slater in the sixth grade.

Lin Lounge, snatched the portrait out, and even injured the then Dean of Slytherin House."

"Very Gryffindor style." Harry couldn't hold back and complained.

The sorting hat nodded: "Yes, very Gryffindor style, but he was not as cautious as you. He rushed in rashly, but because he was not prepared in advance, he failed, but in the end

Returned to Hogwarts safe and sound, with almost no injuries other than fatigue."

"Almost?" Hermione noticed the word.

"More powerful than Professor Dumbledore but failed?" Ron noticed this.

Harry waved his hand: "It's impossible not to get hurt."

"As long as it's not a fatal injury, it's a good thing."

The Sorting Hat responded to Ron: "When he was a student, Harry was not better than Dumbledore now."

Ron nodded and just said that.

"He must be a lot like my godfather." Harry said expressionlessly, "Think of walking through the Forbidden Forest and finding that place as the final test."

The Sorting Hat chuckled: "Please forgive me for not revealing the news about the trial, but Harry, you are really smart."

Hermione was still biting her lip.

Harry turned around and left, just as he was about to climb out.

"Harry, our lion king, we will wait for you to come back!" George waved his hands and shouted loudly, with a serious tone.

Fred did the same, leading the other cubs to shout.

"Thank God, don't use that title anymore." Harry waved at them helplessly and turned to leave.

Go all the way to the edge of the Forbidden Forest.

Harry looked back at the castle, and he could feel three sets of eyes staring at him.

He dove in, stepping on the remaining snow in the forest.

Follow the previously planned route.

Passing by the centaur camp, passing through the unicorn territory, and stopping in front of the Acromantula territory, I judged the direction from the growth direction of the branches, followed the northwest, and before walking a few steps, there was a soft clicking sound.

Come.

Harry stopped.

Look towards the sound.

The fur rubbed against the leaves, and the bark was densely packed with movement.

There is more than one Acromantula ahead.

This made him frown. Are these things expanding their territory again?

What their strong reproductive ability brings is the need for more survival resources. They have expanded their territory more than once. Their territory is now nearly one-tenth larger than when Harry first met the Acromantula in the first grade.

.

He turned his head, preferring to take a longer detour. There was no need to force a conflict with something unplanned.

But he hadn't left for long.

The crackling sound came again, densely packed and more numerous.

This time, it's not just the front, the left, the right, and the back.

This group of creatures surrounded itself.

Think of yourself as prey.

"Come out, I know you can understand what I'm saying." Harry raised his hand and put on Quen, waved his wand again, and the armor fell on him, "You can't hide your sneaky movements.

I."

With a hiss——

A stream of sticky spider silk shot out from the dense forest. Harry ducked sideways and waved his wand gently.

There was a roar, and the two surrounding trees twisted and turned into two huge long snakes. At the Sorting Hat, basilisk bone powder was sprinkled on them, giving off the smell of the basilisk.

The Acromantulas began to flee in panic.

"Don't run! This is a trick of the human wizard, that's not that thing!" An Acromantula roared, his voice hoarse, like a knife scratching the glass.

These creatures paused.

"You guys go attack it! Go quickly!" the giant spider ordered.
To be continued...