The sun shone through the glass window and onto Miss Granger's face. The gentle autumn sunlight made her delicate eyelashes tremble slightly. Then she opened her eyes, squeaked, and subconsciously wanted to get up and wash up.
, but then I remembered that today is the Sabbath, so there is no need to get up early to go to class.
This is undoubtedly happiness.
However, she always felt as if she had forgotten something in her mind. After clearing her mind for a while, she remembered that today seemed to be September 19th, which was also her birthday.
This is her fifteenth birthday and the third birthday spent at Hogwarts. In the past, her parents, Mr. and Mrs. Granger, would wake her up from her sleep with a kiss in the morning and then give her
Put on beautiful new clothes, take her to the kitchen, and enjoy a hearty breakfast. After breakfast, there is a whole day of fun: Disneyland, Universal Studios, and a scenic spot on the island of England. Once she was even taken to
ski!
These are gone after you come to Hogwarts. If you have enough friends, you may receive a few gifts on the morning of your birthday, but that’s it. After all, whether it is Professor McGonagall or Sneezy,
Even Professor Pu would not be able to give a student a day off and exempt her from homework for the day just because she has a birthday.
Hermione didn't even receive a gift in the morning because she didn't have many friends, but she never felt lonely because she knew that someone would definitely remember her birthday.
Tom gently scratched Crookshanks' chin and listened to the big ginger cat purring with satisfaction. Crookshanks has not been very peaceful recently, always trying to sneak out of Ravenclaw Tower. Today
, Tom blocked the big cat in the common room.
Crookshanks tried to be cute, but it had no effect at all. The guy named Yoder was completely unwilling to let it go, so it had no choice but to accept its fate and postpone the "hoeing" plan.
Crookshanks has an innate ability to notice suspicious and untrustworthy people...or animals. This ability is passed down from Crookshanks' cat-raccoon ancestors. This kind of look-alike
The magical creature of cat can give birth to eight cubs in a litter, and can crossbreed with ordinary cats to give birth to hybrid catnives. Some wizards will live with catnives or hybrid catnives and use their abilities to protect themselves
Safety. Mrs. Arabella Figg, the squib who lived next door to Harry, kept some mixed-breed cats.
Crookshanks has been eyeing the rat named Spots since he first saw it. His instinct told him that he should monitor the rat closely and preferably kill it. For this reason, he has been
While trying hard, the mouse was protected by the red-haired Twoleg, and its owner, Hermione Granger, could not give it any help. Instead, it held it back. It really didn't make the cat worry!
Thinking of this, Crookshanks felt very tired. He chose to lie down directly and let the black man named Tom stroke his fur - not to mention, it was quite comfortable this way.
However, after enjoying it for a while, Heimao's hand stopped. Crookshanks raised his head and gave him a dissatisfied look.
Tom:……
He completely understood the look in Crookshanks' eyes! This is not raising a cat, this is simply raising an ancestor! Fortunately, as long as Spots doesn't appear, it won't be very active.
Tom showed a flattering smile and tried to tie a small note around its neck.
"Please, pass this note to Hermione for me." Tom said as he stuffed a small piece of kipper into Crookshanks' mouth.
With the kipper as reward, Crookshanks felt motivated. He glanced lazily at Tom, raised his body, shook his butt at him, and walked slowly into Hermione's dormitory. Although it was only a
It's just a cat, but it understands Tom's thoughts very well: the black-haired male Twoleg wants to mate with its owner!
It snorted disdainfully. It looked down upon Tom's behavior - in the world of cats, mating is not such a grind. Walk over, smell it, say hello, and then it's done.
Yes! Why do we need so many processes?
However, regarding the matter of breeding his master, Crookshanks was in favor of letting the black-haired Twoleg breed Hermione, and that guy was more pleasing to the eye! If he let the red-haired creature breed...
Just thinking about it makes Crookshanks furious.
Tom didn't know the rich emotional drama in Crookshanks' heart. He just arranged his clothes and sat quietly in the common room, waiting for Hermione to come down from upstairs.
Hermione was lying in bed at this time.
Yes, even if she is as diligent as she is and has attended classes intensively for two weeks, her body is still a little overwhelmed. This morning, she wanted to reward herself and take a nap. After all, today is her birthday, so she can always relax for a day.
But suddenly, there seemed to be a big hairy ball in her arms. She knew that this was Crookshanks coming back. But today Crookshanks was a little restless, and kept pushing his head against her chest until she opened her mouth.
Eye.
As soon as Hermione opened her eyes, she saw the note on Crookshanks' back. She spat lightly and pretended to complain: "You little beast, you don't want me to have a good rest..."
However, despite her complaints, her body was honest. Hermione got up quickly, washed herself, changed into a new set of clothes, and walked out of the dormitory. At this time, her roommates were all still asleep.
Before going out, she seemed to remember something, picked up a small bottle by the door, and sprayed it twice on her body.
Tom waited in the common room for a while, and then saw Hermione, who looked a little angry. Today, she had her hair down as usual, she was still wearing the same wizard robe, and she was wearing a pair of gray stockings.
and a pair of small brown leather shoes. Under the wizard's robe, it was completely covered, and even through the collar, there was no way to see what was going on.
"Mr. Yoder, good morning, what can I do for you?" Hermione asked seriously.
"Miss Granger, would I be honored to invite you to go to the lakeside with me to have breakfast together?" Tom replied seriously.
"Of course," Hermione extended her hand gracefully, but couldn't hold back at the last second, and the two laughed together.
"Let's go to the Black Lake." The two of them, holding hands, left the castle together, walked in the morning sun, and finally arrived at the Black Lake.
The distance between the castle and the Black Lake was not far, but not close either. Hermione felt a little tired when she reached the lake. She couldn't help but yawn, but she immediately covered her mouth. But Tom still noticed it.
"Tired? Sit down first." Tom found a flat stone, cleaned it, and sat on it with Hermione. Then, he took out a lot of fancy stuff from the bag that had been cast with the Traceless Expansion Charm.