Harry was utterly astonished.
Morris single-handedly defeated two Auror!
But he quickly came to terms with it.
After all, that's Morris.
"What do you think, Mr. Minister?" Morris asked calmly. "I think this is a misunderstanding."
Fudge suddenly remembered that a few months ago, Dumbledore had told him that it was this student who had found the Chamber of Secrets and dealt with the legendary monster.
He suddenly started to believe it.
"Yes, it's a misunderstanding. I hope you understand our caution, Morris." Fudge sighed and turned to Harry. "Your friend is in danger. Sirius Black could very well be disguising himself to get close to Harry, so we need to keep a close eye on everything around him."
"I completely agree." Morris gave a slight bow. "Then I'll take my leave."
"Goodbye."
The door closed softly, leaving only Fudge, Harry, and the two Auror dared not speak in the room.
"Just who is this classmate of yours?" Fudge asked Harry, his eyes filled with curiosity.
Harry opened his mouth, but found he couldn't answer.
Morris Black, Ravenclaw student at Hogwarts, owns a cat, has a sweet tooth, possesses unfathomable magical abilities, and acts with composure and mystery.
From this perspective, he really doesn't understand the other person at all.
After leaving the house, Morris did not hesitate, revealing the magic circle on the back of his hand, and immediately used Fixed-Point Teleportation.
The next second, he was already standing on a soft carpet.
This is the innermost room of the Ship in a Bottle, and also his bedroom.
The space was quite spacious, more than twice the size of his Hogwarts dormitory.
Against the wall stood a soft, comfortable-looking bed, next to which were perches for Yanhua. On the other side was the work area, where a large, curved desk occupied the entire wall, displaying various instruments, including three different models of crucibles.
What's most striking are the walls on both sides.
They were all transformed into enormous bookshelves, stretching from the floor to the ceiling, stacked high with books and scrolls.
Morris stretched, sat down in the armchair, closed his eyes, and entered a Meditation state.
During this time, the Guantou and Yanhua quietly left his containment magic circle.
Yanhua floated up to the perch and began to rest.
The Guantou burrowed under the bed, and when it emerged, a thin wooden stick was protruding from its mouth—its wand, bought for it by Morris. Though secondhand, it was still a genuine Ollivander product.
Guantou Food, wand in hand, jumped up, opened the bedroom door, and slipped out.
It walked along the corridor to the hall, where it practiced its magic.
Yes, it is practicing magic.
Although its owner never expected the cat to use magic, it still had dreams.
Its plan is to work quietly and then amaze everyone!
The Guantou aimed his wand at the crystal ball on the table and flicked it gently.
The crystal ball stirred, trembling as it floated to the surface.
It worked!
The Guantou food vendor was overjoyed.
This is the first time in weeks that it has successfully cast the Levitation Charm!
The crystal ball slowly rose, even touching the ceiling.
It went so smoothly!
The Guantou suddenly felt a little giddy.
"Sizzle--Sizzle--"
Suddenly, sparks began to burst from the tip of the wand, and the crystal ball went out of control, crashing straight to the ground!
Oh no!
Those were school supplies the owner had just bought in Diagon Alley.
The Guantou closed its eyes, unable to bear watching what was about to happen.
But the expected cracking sound did not occur.
"Snap."
It felt like something soft caught the heavy object.
The Guantou cautiously opened one eye; the teacup was steadily suspended just an inch above the ground, beneath which a shadow emerged from the floor.
This is obviously made of Yanhua.
"Goo? (What are you doing?)"
The Guantou turned its head and found the undead owl Yanhua standing on the armrest of the sofa, tilting its head and looking at it.
Meow. (Mind your own business.)
Seeing its attitude, the soul fire in Yanhua' eyes flickered.
It placed the crystal ball back on the table, then turned the shadow around and entangled it in the Guantou.
Meow!! (I'm sorry!!)
The Guantou, hanging in mid-air, quickly gave in.
Daily life continues as usual.
Over the next few days, Morris spent most of his time in Diagon Alley and Knockturn Alley.
But occasionally, he would also visit Muggle dessert shops.
It must be said that Apparition is indeed very convenient.
Morris only needs a few minutes to visit more than a dozen dessert shops scattered throughout the Britain and buy their signature products.
Magic is a wonderful thing.
Incidentally, the Aura Concealment Gem that Morris crafted at school was extremely useful.
Simply activate this gem when using magic to conceal your magical energy fluctuations, making Trace undetectable.
It was thanks to this gem that he was able to use Apparition freely throughout Britain without being tracked down by the Ministry of Magic.
The only downside is that gemstones have a limited number of uses.
Each gem can only be activated five times, after which it will turn to dust.
The solution is simple – just make more.
This is not difficult.
Morris planned to sell this as a commodity, just like the Shadow Concealment Stone.
The only problem is that this thing might not be legal.
After all, it can bypass the detection of the Trace.
In the end, Morris put some in Frick's shop and asked him to sell them on his behalf.
The price is outrageous.
One hundred Galleon.
He figured there would always be wizards who would need this product.
Time slips away quietly.
Finally, the holiday is over, and September has arrived as scheduled.
Morris arrived at the station half an hour before departure.
He did not choose to return to Hogwarts in the Ship in a Bottle.
That would waste a lot of magic.
Yes, it's a waste of magic.
The Ship in a Bottle requires magic to operate.
Although it can absorb and store external magic, its efficiency is extremely low.
Of course, it could also be driven by Gap Energy Crystal, but that would be too extravagant.
He, Morris, was a frugal wizard.
On the platform, Morris looked around.
The atmosphere at the station was somewhat unusual today, with many more people looking alert and patrolling around.
They must all be from the Ministry of Magic, Morris thought.
He recognized two familiar faces among them—the two young Auror he had subdued earlier were now standing not far away with serious expressions.
What a coincidence!
Morris walked calmly toward them, intending to say hello.
However, when the two men saw Morris approaching, they immediately took a few steps back as if they had seen a ghost.
Morris took a step forward, and the two of them took a step back.
"... All right.
Morris shook his head regretfully.
He was thinking of apologizing, but it seems he won't have the chance.