Five hundred and sixtieth IX mixed into Gryffindor
"Look, that orange cat is so special, it looks like Elvis Presley."
Orange cat?
Elvis Presley
Two sensitive words entered Hermione's mind, and she had a bad premonition in her heart. When she pushed away and saw Harry blocking the doorway, Garfield, Hermione's eyes nearly popped out of her head.
At the door of the Gryffindor lounge, the obese Garfield squatted at the door. Beside him, seven cats of various colors and a toad lay 2 meters apart, as if they were Elvis Presley's Nanami Takeshi or something.
Oh my god
Hermione could tell at a glance that the fat orange cat squatting at the door was her teacher. She didn't know why the other party pretended to be an ordinary fat orange cat squatting at the door, but there was one thing she knew, how she felt.
My mind is about to explode.
Forcing herself to calm down, Hermione pushed Ron and Harry away and walked forward quickly. She crossed the cats and Neville's rifle and squatted on the ground. Hermione hurriedly asked in an extremely small voice.
Garfield: "Master, what are you doing?"
"Aim?"(￢_￢)
(⊙o⊙)…
The smart Hermione suddenly realized that the other party really planned to pretend that she was an ordinary orange cat and sneak into the lounge.
Hermione thought for a while and decided to help. She really wanted to know what her master's plan was. When she walked to the door, Hermione told the fat lady the password "Lion's Tail"
The Fat Lady had long been complaining about so many cats and a toad piled up at the door. She said, "It's true that these Gryffindor students don't even come to the door to take a look if their cats run out."
What should I do if that one suddenly wants to give me a paw?" As he muttered, the door to the Gryffindor lounge opened.
Hermione hugged Garfield and ignored Harry and Ron's surprise, and walked into the lounge first. The cats and Laifu saw Garfield being carried in by Hermione, and then followed Ron and Harry.
They ran in together.
After entering the lounge, the cats left the place quickly with their agile steps. Laifu, the silly toad, was also among the crowd, and Neville was working hard on his homework.
"Oh, Laifu, you are back."
Neville hugged his toad in excitement, and temporarily forgot about his homework.
Ron didn't like toads, and so did Harry, but they had a good relationship with Neville. The two of them approached Neville, and Harry's sharp eyes saw that Neville was writing an assignment for Potions class. He turned around.
He said to Ron, "Ron, Neville has almost finished his homework for Potions class. It seems that you and I are the only ones left."
"What, Neville has almost finished writing." Ron couldn't believe his ears. As the least talented classmate in Potions class, he had almost finished his homework. But he and Harry were still at 0 progress. "Oh my god.
, where is Hermione, we need support."
Harry pointed to the stairs leading to the girls' dormitory, "Hermione just returned to the dormitory holding the orange cat."
As a rat lover who has Peter Pettigrew, Ron looked unhappy, "That smelly cat deprived us of the opportunity to complete our homework quickly. Damn it, I hate orange cats." Ron complained for a while.
, waited half an hour without seeing Hermione come down. He couldn't enter the girls' dormitory, so he helplessly took out his parchment and quills with Harry, took out the Potions textbook and started writing furiously.
As for whether the content of the writing can be passed, Ron thinks that is a matter after completing the homework. The current thing is to finish writing first.
Harry disagreed with Ron's approach. He knew that if he didn't write well, Snape would definitely not let him go easily, and it would be like the first Potions lesson later.
It's not good to be embarrassed like that.
In the Gryffindor lounge, Pettigrew carefully squatted on Ron's bedside. He now regretted why he chose to become a mouse. Because of the influence of a certain orange cat in Hogwarts, the whole school was full of people.
They are all cats. As an animagus, although it is not afraid of a cat, a good mouse cannot stand up to many cats.
What would I do if those cats organized themselves again and besieged me on a whim? I still remember when I was in the first year of school in the hands of that man named Percy. Isn’t it the first time I came to Hogwarts?
Because he thought he was an animagus and was not afraid of cats, he ended up being hunted down by Gryffindor cats because of some special behavior.
So much so that now it spends most of its time hiding in the dormitory. Fortunately, among the freshmen this year, except for Neville who has a toad, no one has a cat.
Peter Pettigrew was lying on the bedside, waiting for Ron's return. He was not very interested in Ron. Back then, because he was afraid of death, he revealed the location of his good brothers, the Potters, and was killed by Voldemort.
The couple died tragically as a result of the killing.
Fortunately, little Harry survived. After entering school and seeing Harry, Peter felt filled with guilt and relief. The guilt was because James and Lily were very kind to him back then, taking care of him like they were his own relatives.
However, because he was greedy for life and afraid of death, he betrayed them.
I am relieved that Harry is still alive, and James and Lily's children are still alive and gradually growing up. Now that Voldemort is dead, I just need to continue hiding and wait for Harry Potter to grow up, which can be regarded as the completion of my life.
James and Lily will take care of the children.
In the girls dormitory
There is some perfume smell everywhere
Garfield, who had a keen sense of smell, didn't like it very much and added an air filtering spell to himself.
Hermione greeted her girlfriends in her dormitory, carried Garfield to her bed, and closed the curtain at the head of the bed. Hermione lay in front of Garfield and asked Garfield in a low voice, "Master, why are you pretending?"
An ordinary orange cat coming to the Gryffindor common room?"
He casually made a soundproof barrier here, and Garfield pressed his paws on Hermione's head. "Little Hermione, don't be excited. I cast a spell here. You can speak normally. I'll come here. At first
I just plan to take a look, I have been here before. This time I plan to experience life as a cat."
Garfield is a male cat, and he is so intelligent, especially because it is rumored that Garfield should be an animagus or something. Hermione will not agree to such an orange cat in the girls' dormitory. What if one night?
, he waited for what he would do if he and his girlfriends fell asleep and became a pedestrian.
"Master, you can experience life after birth, but you have to go to the boys' dormitory."
Hermione's tone was firm and not easily questioned.
Garfield thought for a moment and nodded, "That's my official plan. The inferior perfume you have here smells unpleasant. By the way, just leave me to Harry."