For a moment, the only things left in Harry's world were the big dog looking over and his own heavy breathing.
It's not fake.
As a seeker, the boy with glasses has very sharp vision, and the two consecutive lightning bolts also captured the big dog in every detail.
It was a big dog with jet-black fur. Although he caught a glimpse of it every time, Harry still believed that it was the dog he had encountered before.
How is this possible?
You must know that the first time I saw Big Dog was when Aini picked him up on Bourton Street to take him to the Leaky Cauldron.
The second time was in the Weasley's yard, when the big dog stood by the woods on the edge of St. Catchpole Village.
The third and fourth times were both at Hogwarts.
The distance between them is so short for a wizard, but a dog...
In the boy's confused vision, the big dog took a few steps forward, and Harry slowly moved away from the window sill.
"Mr. Potter, what are you doing here?"
Harry was startled by the sudden female voice. He turned around and saw his dean looking at him with a scrutinizing face.
"Ah...I just saw..."
Remembering his experience in the divination class in the morning, the boy turned back and looked out the window mid-sentence.
Sure enough, there was nowhere to see the shadow of the big dog by the lake, only the shadow of the giant squid's "hand" twisting endlessly under the light of lightning.
"...I was just looking at the giant squid, and it seemed to be gesticulating something."
Thinking of Ron's series of "prophecies" after he mentioned Big Dog, the boy somehow lied.
"Well, Acaster is always very excited when it rains. Try to stay away from the lake at this time. You may not be able to withstand its friendly play."
Professor McGonagall looked out along Harry's line of sight and said with some nostalgia.
When she was in school, the giant squid was more lively than it is now, and often played with the students. But since she photographed the seven little wizards into the school doctor's office, Acaster was warned and has been quieter since then.
"Go back quickly, the curfew is coming soon, don't run around."
"Okay, I'm going back, professor."
Watching the boy run away, Mag touched her right leg. She was also one of the seventh...
Recalling his "great achievements" during his student days, Mag's always serious face put on a nostalgic smile
"Hi, Minerva."
As if it was happening again in real time, Professor McGonagall, who was immersed in memories of the past, was also startled.
Is there no sound when walking?
The vice-principal muttered, but he didn't expect that he suddenly appeared behind Harry just now.
What few people know is that the witch's behavior is intentional and can probably be classified as a girl's hidden heart.
After all, that is an Animagus that takes the form of a cat. How can it be really serious and old-fashioned?
"Do you want to go back? It's raining heavily outside."
Even though she knew that it was impossible for the other party to invade her mind, the "green past" that had just circulated in her mind not long ago still made Mag feel like a girl who had been caught red-handed doing something bad, with an almost invisible blush on her face. "Hey, it's a little inconvenient for me to stay. See you tomorrow, teacher."
Professor McGonagall knew what "inconvenient" meant. Hermione was fourteen, almost fifteen, a big girl, and now Ani's office had almost become the president's office of the Transfiguration Society.
I usually sleep there.
In fact, even among professors, there are some who complain. Although they are too lazy to pay attention to them, they still have to avoid suspicion.
After all, he has obtained tangible benefits for Hermione, so it is reasonable for him to pay a little attention.
Besides... Well, if Hermione is not in the office at night, who will grade the little wizard's homework? Ani?
Yep, he's just a professor of transfiguration, but he's actually a fisherman who only loves to collect wool.
The rain outside the window was getting heavier and heavier. Seeing that the teacher had the urge to preach again, Aini quickly took the opportunity to say goodbye, opened the window and jumped out from the second floor.
"Bang~"
The last corner of the robe was rolled up to the window, and then the two sides separated, turning into huge wings that carried the owner into the rain.
"Hey! This kid..."
Seeing the student rashly climbing out of the window, Mag muttered angrily, and then thought of the ridiculous things he did when he was young, which made him feel more intimate.
That's all, who hasn't been there since he was young? With a change of heart, the witch gave up her plan to teach the other party next time.
Over at the tree house, Ani had already made arrangements. Besides, there was Sylvie, Tom and the others who couldn't get wet from the rain. Ani spread his wings to cut through the rain curtain, feeling his chest relax, and he didn't rush back on a whim.
Speaking of which, he hasn't flown for a while. Since he went to Nirvana with Fox, various space protections in the magic world can hardly restrain him. When distance is no longer an obstacle, the process is often omitted.
But in many cases, it is the process, not the result, that brings happiness.
When Aini flies freely, he will experience the pleasure of "seven super gods".
The tree crown slid below, and the naughty raindrops did not wet his clothes, but just gathered around him and danced together.
Tick-tick...tick-tock...
In the quiet rainy night, Aini once again thought of Sanchez, Gedea, Xiaowu, and Tutu who went home with Newt last year.
In the blink of an eye, it has been more than a year since the little ones were sent to Flamel, and I don’t know how they are doing now.
With the longing in his heart, Aini seemed to see the azure beach in his hometown of Dorset, flying over the rippling sea of trees.
The Manhattan-style house in the United States of the last century still retains the laughter of Aini when he first arrived.
If you don’t count the basement area, the cabin is not big, but it is kept warm and tidy by Tina.
Ani's bedroom is on the second floor. You can say hello to the sea by opening the window. Under the window is an old desk. Since he was 12 years old, he has been writing on it under Minerva's supervision.
Ass A. Scamander is well-known in academia.
The bookshelf is next to the table. When Aini is writing a paper, he can get the books he needs just by raising his hand.
Behind the desk is a wooden bed, which already has some weak magic reaction. If Ani had not come to Hogwarts, maybe it would be activated in a few years.
In addition, there is only one clothes rack in the room. The space is really not big, but it is Aini's peaceful haven, which can protect him from wind and rain.
Even if you haven’t returned home for a long time, as long as your home is still there, you will have a direction to rely on.
Looking at the young wizard walking through the rain, Blake carefully hid in the bushes. He was already soaked through.
Raindrops fell on his back and slid down his belly, slowly taking away the only heat in his body.
He came to the Forbidden Forest during the rain, accompanied by James and Remus, and followed by Wormtail.
I was also soaked in the shower, but I was so carefree at that time. What flowed in my veins was not the tired blood that was gradually losing its temperature, but the high spirit.
James is his best friend. They go to school together, play together, win honors for the college and themselves together, and crawl the pride of others into the mud together.
But today, he is covered with mud and water, and he has withered away without anyone stepping on him.