Just as Sirius was wondering what was going on, unusual ripples suddenly appeared on the lake's surface, spreading outwards in concentric circles.
Then, something happened that completely surprised him.
The water broke open, and a huge, horizontal glass bottle slowly rose. Moonlight shone on the bottle, refracting into tiny, silvery flashes.
The bottle was ridiculously large, at least as tall as a three-story building.
Sirius's mouth was wide open.
What is this thing?
The bottle floated off the water and landed steadily on the shore with minimal noise, as if someone had gently lifted it down.
Even more bizarre things happened.
Suddenly a crack appeared on the bottle—no, it was an entrance.
Sirius couldn't help but stretch his neck forward.
Only then did he fully realize that there was a wooden boat inside the bottle.
The boat's shape is normal, but putting it in a bottle makes it seem particularly absurd.
He couldn't help but wonder if he was hallucinating, having a bizarre dream.
Let's turn our attention back to the Guantou.
Just as the Guantou was about to step into the Ship in a Bottle, it suddenly felt a dizzying sensation.
Something tied its left hind leg, and it was lifted upside down.
"Awooo!!!"
The Guantou let out a piercing scream, its limbs kicking wildly in the air.
The feel of it tells you who did it without even looking.
That wretched, stupid bird!
Sure enough, the next second, Yanhua appeared at the doorway.
It flew to the side of the Guantou, landed on the perch made of shadow, and tilted its head to examine the undead cat hanging in mid-air.
The Guantou food glared at it desperately, its eyes filled with anger.
It hadn't provoked the other party for three days!
Yanhua remained unmoved, leisurely preening the feathers on its wings before turning to look behind the Guantou.
It had already noticed a suspicious black dog hiding behind that tree.
"Alright, alright," Morris said, rubbing his temples with a sigh after seeing the scene as he disembarked. " Yanhua, let the Guantou down."
Yanhua obediently did as instructed.
The Guantou fell from mid-air, landed steadily, shook off its wind-blown feathers, and glared fiercely at the Yanhua.
You just wait!
But Yanhua paid no attention, his eyes fixed on the person behind the Guantou.
At the same time, Sirius noticed the flames dancing in the Yanhua' eye sockets and quickly retreated behind a tree, barely daring to breathe.
Has he been discovered?
But it doesn't matter, he's in Animagus form now, no one can recognize his true identity.
The Guantou also realized something was wrong. It followed the Yanhua ' gaze and saw a small section of black tail peeking out from behind the tree.
It recognized him; he was its newly acquired little brother.
Why are you here so late instead of going home?
"Meow?"
It let out a strange cry.
Sirius knew he had been exposed, so he stopped hiding, ran out from behind the tree, and headed in the direction of Morris.
He had already confirmed when he went to the Gryffindor Common Room that Peter was not with Ron.
That rat could be hiding anywhere in Hogwarts now.
Although the origin of the ship in front of them was unclear, it was undoubtedly a good place to hide things.
He needs to find an opportunity to sneak in and search.
The student in front of me might be the key.
Morris watched the approaching black dog and asked Guantou with some doubt, "Is this your friend?"
Dogs this big are really rare.
Which student is keeping it?
No, judging from its hygiene, this should be a stray dog, he thought.
His eyes were very clear, and he looked very intelligent.
Upon hearing this, the Guantou proudly raised its head and meowed.
"Is he your underling?" Morris's expression was somewhat strange.
The Guantou nodded, then its eyes lit up as if it had thought of something, and it barked a few times at its owner.
Morris was taken aback.
"You mean you want me to turn it into an undead creature?"
Meow! (Yes!)
The Guantou wags its tail, its eyes full of anticipation.
Since he can't beat Yanhua, he should just recruit more henchmen.
His master has always spoiled him, so he will definitely agree.
Morris chuckled. "This dog's still alive; it can't be turned into an undead creature. You're oversimplifying things."
While he wouldn't mind giving the Guantou a playmate, it would indeed be asking too much of a question.
The Guantou food was visibly disappointing.
Morris stroked his chin, squatted down to look at the black dog in front of him, and said, "You can understand me, right? So... would you mind dying?"
"?"
Sirius almost choked on his own saliva.
What does "Do you mind dying?" mean?
Is this a question a human being should ask?
Seeing that the black dog didn't react, Morris shook his head slightly.
It seems my wish for Guantou won't be fulfilled for the time being.
He couldn't very well kill the dog and forcibly transform it into an undead creature, could he?
That's not appropriate.
Morris stood up and dusted off his hands.
It's getting late; it's time to head back to the castle.
Sirius hesitated for a moment, then leaned forward and rubbed his head against Sirius's leg.
Morris looked down at him, somewhat surprised. "What's wrong?"
The black dog raised its head and barked in the direction of the Ship in a Bottle.
Morris raised an eyebrow. "You want to go in and take a look?"
Sirius nodded quickly.
He had only called out tentatively, but the boy had guessed his intention perfectly.
Morris suddenly sensed that something was wrong.
Why would this dog want to get into his Ship in a Bottle?
etc!
He narrowed his eyes, controlling his Mental Power to probe the black dog.
A few seconds later.
really.
Morris's lips curled up slightly.
Animagus
The filthy black dog in front of me was actually a wizard in disguise.
interesting.
He immediately asked, "Who are you? Animagus, right? Professor or student?"
Sirius froze.
How could that be? He's been discovered?
But he quickly forced himself to calm down.
The fact that the other party asked this question probably means they haven't confirmed his true identity yet.
So he wrote on the ground with his paw: Guess.
Morris looked down at the crooked words on the ground, chuckled, and said, "Pretty humorous."
Sirius secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
It's relatively safe for now.
Morris asked, "Is it the professor?"
Sirius nodded without hesitation.
Regardless, let's just try to get by for now.
Morris looked at him and nodded thoughtfully.
He wasn't surprised. Although on the surface, only Professor McGonagall knew about Animagus at Hogwarts, who knew?
Hogwarts is a place teeming with hidden talents; there are many capable people there.
Let's guess.
Morris first looked down to confirm the other person's gender.
"Male," he said, "Among the male professors at Hogwarts, there are Animagus."
He paused, his gaze sweeping over Sirius.
" Professor Lupin? No, his Animagus should be a wolf... Then Professor Flitwick? No, that's not right either, the size difference is too great. It can't be Hagrid, can it?"