"That dress is really beautiful, but it's a pity that it doesn't have a tail." After leaving the Room of Requirement, Tom thought about the "Wild Cat" dress that Hermione wore, and still found it amazing.
"What are you thinking about..." Hermione punched Tom gently. There was no cat tail on her dress, so if she wanted a cat tail, she needed to add cat tail accessories. She accidentally learned that this kind of tail accessory,
It should be classified as a "plug-in" - Hermione was sure she would never wear it.
Tom knew nothing about plug-ins. But the mention of the tail reminded him of Harry's cousin.
"Hermione, did you know that Hagrid conjured a pig's tail on Harry's cousin Dudley's butt when he took Harry to school?" He shared this little gossip with Hermione.
"I will never let you create a tail on me!" Hermione's hair exploded like a cat whose tail was stepped on.
Tom:Huh?
"So where is Crookshanks?" A confused Tom quickly changed the subject. He remembered that Hermione carried him to the auditorium before the game yesterday and gave him a "lucky cat's paw", but later during the game,
At that time, he didn't see Hermione holding Crookshanks to watch the game.
Hermione was relieved when she saw that Tom no longer mentioned the tail: Even Tom couldn't do such an outrageous thing, it was too shameful!
After switching the topic back, she could answer Tom's questions seriously.
"Crookshanks? Of course I can't take him to a competition - it's raining so hard outside! And even if it's not raining, you shouldn't take a cat to such a crowded or noisy place. Cats are easily stressed.
Yes. But maybe the cats in the magical world are a bit more skinny."
Tom's question made Hermione realize that he didn't seem to have any common sense about raising cats, so she gave Tom some knowledge about cat stress. However, recalling Crookshanks' usual behavior, Hermione was also a little unsure about cats in the magical world.
Will it be the same as the Muggle pet cats?
Looking at Crookshanks' behavior of running around wildly and accidentally running out of the lounge to hunt, he shouldn't be the kind of guy who gets stressed out in a strange environment, right?
"The non-magical world's breeding of cats is a bit deformed. Cats themselves are very good predators - or killers, but they are raised to be as fragile as a porcelain bottle." Tom couldn't help complaining.
"That's true, but..." Hermione wanted to go deeper on this topic, but she didn't know why she suddenly stopped talking.
"Oh God!" Hermione covered her mouth and exclaimed.
Unlike wizards, the culture of the non-magical world has a profound influence on Hermione. Until now, Hermione is still used to calling God when encountering shocking things, instead of shouting "Merlin" like wizards.
Tom followed Hermione's gaze and found Crookshanks squatting at the end of the corridor with a white dove under his paws.
Hermione ran over in panic: she remembered that the carrier pigeon raised by Tom was white!
She dared not think about how she would face Tom if her cat ate Tom's pigeons. What would she do if Tom wanted to punish Crookshanks.
After getting closer, Hermione could see more clearly: what was pressed under Crookshanks' paw was indeed a dead pigeon, with bloody flesh on the chest and feathers scattered all over the floor.
Hermione stretched out her trembling hands and lifted Crookshanks up.
"Tom, I'm sorry, I..." She wanted to explain for Crookshanks, but she was completely speechless.
"Wait a minute," Tom squatted down, looked at the pigeon's body carefully, and found that it was not his pigeon at all.
"It's just a misunderstanding," Tom ruffled Hermione's hair to tell her not to be so nervous.
"Really? Didn't you comfort me on purpose?" Hermione asked cautiously, holding Crookshanks, like a child who made a mistake.
"Of course not," Tom comforted the furious Hermione and the confused Crookshanks, "our Crookshanks is so smart, he will definitely not attack those owned birds, right?"
Crookshanks meowed twice, as if echoing Tom.
"Okay, let's go back to the lounge first, put Crookshanks down and then go have breakfast?" Tom controlled the body of the pigeon that unfortunately became a victim and threw it out of the window using a levitating spell, and then cleaned up the "murder scene"
Clean and tidy.
"Come to the lounge, lock up this little monster first." Hermione said with lingering fear.
At this time, they happened to pass by the common room of Gryffindor House, and the door of the common room was pushed open as soon as they touched it.
Following Sir Cadogan's roar, a figure rushed out of the doorway.
It was Ron, and he burst into the sight of Tom and Hermione holding a bed sheet.
"Just right!" After seeing the two of them, Ron paused and was a little surprised: he didn't expect to meet Tom and Hermione at the door of the common room so early in the morning.
How did they get here? Then Ron's eyes fell on Crookshanks in Hermione's arms. There were still bloodstains on his paws and the corners of his mouth.
Ron understood immediately. His whole face began to turn red.
"Look!" he roared, rushing to Hermione with the sheets in hand, "Look!"
He pushed a corner of the sheet under Hermione's nose.
"Ron, what-?" Hermione didn't even realize what happened. She subconsciously took two steps back, looking at a loss.
"Scabbers! My Scabbers!" Ron wanted to move forward, but was stopped by Tom. He took advantage of Hermione's retreat and rushed between the two of them, separating them.
He saw something red on Ron's sheets that looked like blood.
"This is blood! Scabbers is dead!" Ron shouted, "It's dead! Do you know who did it?"
"No, I don't know." Hermione's voice was trembling, and she was so smart that she had already vaguely guessed the answer.
"Your beast did it!" Ron still wanted to push forward, but was pushed away by Tom. Then, Harry and Neville, who followed from the lounge, also held Ron with an arm each to prevent him from hurting him.
His impulsiveness caused further conflict.
"There is blood in its paws and mouth! Why did Yordle and Granger from Ravenclaw House appear at the gate of Gryffindor House early in the morning? Because you are looking for that beast you raised - that
The beast that just ran into the dormitory and ate my Scabbers! When you found it, Scabbers probably hadn't been eaten yet, right?" Ron roared at Tom and Hermione behind him while struggling.
Facing Ron's accusation, Hermione's eyes turned red and a few tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes. She was extremely frightened.