Section 1

Slytherin finally defeated Ravenclaw, and Draco grabbed the Golden Snitch with a beautiful dive and ended the entire game. The Slytherins were naturally very happy. Now they have reached the finals and are only one step away from defending their title.

"I hate seeing Malfoy's smug," Ron muttered, looking unhappy. "But that's fine. If Slytherin wins, we can reach the finals. As long as we beat them, the Academy Cup will be ours."

Harry nodded reluctantly because they lost the game against Hufflepuff, and Hufflepuff lost to Ravenclaw again. So only when Slytherin defeated Ravenclaw with a big score, Gryffindor could enter the finals and then compete with the Slytherins. So, although Gryffindor and Ravenclaw had a better relationship than those with Slytherin, Harry still hoped that the Slytherin would win for the Academy Cup, which inevitably made him feel a little guilty.

Hermione hesitated for a moment, but she still didn't say her guess. She didn't want Harry to feel that she was slandering Sauron. She just regained her friendship with Ron, and Hermione didn't want to take risks anymore.

"I think we should go see Hagrid," said Harry. "Buckbeck lost the case. He must be very sad now. I think we should spend more time with him to prevent him from doing something stupid."

"That's right," said Hermione. "We still have a chance, and the formal verdict has not been issued yet, and we can continue to appeal."

The three of them walked through the grass outside the court and came to the cottage of Hagrid on the edge of the Forbidden Forest. The chimney on the roof was waving with a faint smoke. It was obvious that Hagrid was in the room.

"Hagge, open the door." Harry slapped the door and said, "It's me, Harry."

The door opened, and Hagrid's tall figure appeared at the door, his beard was messy and his hair was as well.

"Oh, it's you three." Hagrid said, letting them into the house. "You shouldn't come here by yourself, especially Harry, Sirius wandering around the school, and you're likely in danger."

The fire in the stove was very strong, which made the hut very warm. In the corner of the room, Buckbeck was lying there honestly, eating a plate of dead ferrets. To the surprise of Harry and the other two, there was a beautiful little guy lying beside the fire.

"A unicorn cub!" Hermione said in surprise.

Hagrid turned around, took the pot off the stove, made tea for the three of them, and smiled when she heard Hermione's words.

"Oh, yes. A young unicorn, poor little guy." Haeger said gently, and at the same time he picked up the little guy, while the unicorn lay docilely in Haeger's arms.

The unicorn cubs are like foals, with golden soft fur, and a small protrusion on their cute head, which should be horns that have not yet grown. Harry and the others noticed that the back of the unicorn was bandaged, as if there were deep and long wounds there.

"Is it hurt?" Hermione asked with concern. For a girl like her, the cute little unicorn is undoubtedly very attractive.

"Oh." Hagrid sighed, "The poor little thing was attacked."

"What did it do?" Harry asked nervously, and he couldn't help but remember the unicorn that was killed by Voldemort in his first grade.

"What else?" Hagrid smiled bitterly, "I guess it was your brother's black phoenix. It seemed that it was restless again. Maybe you should go back and say to him."

Harry and the other two showed a look of surprise on their faces. Although they knew that the black phoenix symbolized something dark, they could not believe that they would attack the pure unicorn.

"It's not surprising," Hagrid said, stroking the unicorn in his hand. "The dark phoenix is ​​a dangerous predator, and in fact, all phoenixes are carnivorous birds, and Dumbledore's Fox is no exception. Remember not to be fooled by their beautiful appearance, which can become dangerous if they are irritated."

Hermione leaned over and stroked the unicorn carefully. The little thing looked unresisting, but instead enjoyed her touching in a relaxed manner.

"By the way, Hagrid, about Buckbeck," said Hermione. "Has the Ministry of Magic sent you other letters?"

Hager shook his head when he heard this and sighed helplessly. "No, I think there is no turning point in things."

"We can continue to appeal, we will succeed." Ron comforted, "You said yes, Harry."

"Yeah, we still have a chance," Harry said. "We'll help."

"It's useless." Hager said calmly, but the loss in his tone was hard to hide. "You don't know the guys from the Dangerous Biological Disposal Committee, they are very stubborn."

"It's all Malfoy's fault." Hermione said angrily, "Buckbeck hurt him, he must be revenge."

"It's not his fault, Hermione," said Hager. "I know you don't like that child, but in fact he was not wrong. On the contrary, if he hadn't saved the girl, things would have been worse."

Harry and Ron looked at each other and shrugged, while Hermione stopped talking angrily. She picked up the candy cube on the table and fed it to the unicorn, while the little thing licked her hand docilely.

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Section 2

Hogsmeade became a little deserted at dusk because the dementors would routinely search during this period, with almost no pedestrians seen on the streets and no one wanted to get too close to those terrible creatures.

However, for Sauron, this is the best time to find Black. In order to avoid the search of Dementors, Black must be hiding at his hiding place at this time.

Sauron turned into mist and dissipated in the wind, wandering around Hogsmeade village quietly, carefully exploring Black's traces. He spread his perceptions and almost enveloped the entire village. The dementor seemed to feel something, and after a little disturbance, he continued his work again.

Soon, Sauron discovered some clues, Hermione's cat, Crook Hill. A ginger-colored ugly cat naturally would not make Sauron care, but Sauron felt a familiar breath from the cat - a Blake's breath. Crook Hill passed through the gap between the houses and ran up a slope behind the three broom bars, without noticed that Sauron was following it quietly. After a while, Sauron followed Hermione's cat to a dilapidated wooden house, which was the legendary screaming house in the UK that was the most haunted screaming house in the UK.

Crook Mountain skillfully crawled into the dilapidated door panels, and ran into the darkness along a deep secret passage. The black mist condensed silently, and Sauron appeared in the dark room. He didn't need to continue tracking. He could clearly feel that Sirius was below, and Crook Mountain stayed with him, and seemed to be very close to him.

"Interesting." Sauron smiled indifferently. He took out his wand, quickly arranged some magic, and then turned into mist and left quietly.

Harry and the other two have been collecting information for Buckbeck's appeal these days, but to their frustration, there are not many successful cases available. Another weekend to go to Hogsmeade, the three of them unanimously decided to get out of the pile of clueless files and relax in Hogsmeade.

"To be honest, I still think Harry shouldn't come." Hermione whispered, as he and Ron were standing in the Honey Duke candy shop, waiting to meet with Harry who was walking the secret passage.

"Don't worry." Ron hummed, staring at the "Hot-Tooth Mint Candy" on the counter. "The village is full of people now, you don't think Black would rush out so stupidly."

Hermione was about to say something else, but she felt someone patting her, turned her head and looked, but couldn't find the person who photographed her.

"Hi, it's me, Harry." Harry's voice came from under the invisibility cloak, "Let's go out, there are too many people in the room."

The three left the candy shop and walked slowly on the street, Harry was walking between the two invisible clothes.

"Do you know?" said Harry. "Just when I used the live spot map, I found out that Sauron was not in school."

"Then, you won't think he came to Hogsmeade secretly, either." Hermione raised her eyebrows and said in doubt.

"Who knows." Ron said indifferently, "I think spells like the fantasy are not too difficult for Sauron. Maybe he also hates spending all day in the castle and wants to relax."

Harry and the other two had a few hot butterbeer drinks in the three broom bar, which made them feel much more comfortable, and after that, Ron proposed to go to the Scream House to check out.

"I don't want to go," Hehmien said hesitantly, "they say it's awesome haunted there."

But Harry and Ron were eager to try it out. Boys of this age were always more or less eager to take risks, so the three of them left the bar and headed towards the screaming house, although Hermione was reluctant.

"Look, it's Malfoy." Ron said, "why is he alone, his two stupid bodyguards?"

On the other side of the road, Draco walked leisurely alone, holding a bouquet of red roses and a large box of beautifully packaged chocolates.

"Don't pay attention to him," said Hermione. She was not in a good mood when she saw Draco, "just pretend we didn't see him."

The Harry and the other two had a good idea, but the reality was often unsatisfactory. Draco seemed to notice them and walked towards them.

"Go away, Malfoy." Ron said angrily, "we hate seeing your face."

To the surprise of Harry and the other two, Draco did not retort, but instead stared at the place where Harry stood between Ron and Hermione, which made Harry and the others a little nervous. Harry subconsciously felt that Malfoy, who was standing in front of them, seemed a little different.

"How did you come here?" Draco raised his eyebrows, "I remember you didn't get permission?"

"What are you talking about, are you stupid?" Hermione said angrily, but she felt a little guilty. "Of course we can come and let it go aside, Malfoy."

Draco glanced at Hermione coldly, not as proud as usual, his eyes were unspeakable cold. He stretched out his hand and grabbed it from the air. Harry's invisibility cloak fell into his hands. Ron and Hermione were both stunned for a moment.

"Would you like to explain it to me, Harry." Draco said with his eyes narrowed.

"Harry?" Harry surprised Harry. Malfoy would not call him that.

"Well, are you Sauron?" Harry said uncertainly, but the other party's temperament made him more and more sure of his guess. He opened his eyes in surprise, "You are Sauron!"

"Hmph." Sauron snorted coldly, "You're smart."
Chapter completed!