Hogwarts, was gnawed at the beginning

Make an appointment with Myrtle to have a deep conversation with her later.

Soul quickly walked up the stairs.

Nothing can stop me from going to see Cat Girl!

As a result, he met Harry and Ron by the entrance hall.

what happened?I just wanted to see a cat lady.

"Sul, why are you back? I'm telling you, Hermione..." Harry raised his hand to greet him, but Sol left him with a turbulent back and a piece of air.

"Looking at him like that, he must have already known it." Ron curled his lips and said angrily, "He came back just in time. Hermione's cat will be handed over to him this afternoon. If he continues to help raise it, my Scabbers will be killed." It ate it!”

The closer he got to the campus hospital, the more urgent Su Er's footsteps became, and the corners of his mouth gradually raised.

Tsk, cat lady, cat lady... alive!Live!Live!Say important things three times.

"Stop! Don't run around in the hospital hospital!" Madam Pomfrey just walked out of a room with a tray. When she saw Soul running towards her, her face darkened and she shouted to stop.

Soul quickly stopped and stood obediently in front of Madam Pomfrey.

"Sorry, Madam Pomfrey, I came here to see Hermione. I heard that she was admitted to the campus hospital."

"Even so, within the scope of the campus hospital, running around will affect the rest of the patients." Madam Pomfrey said sternly, and then Barabara talked about a lot of what would happen to the patients if they couldn't have a good rest...

Su Er's expression became increasingly bitter, but he still stood there obediently.

"One by one, it doesn't make people worry." After Madam Pomfrey said the last sentence, her expression softened, "Go in, she is in the innermost ward."

Surrumon sighed, "Not again, Madam Pomfrey."

The school's Hospital Hospital didn't come once or twice. He had a clear target on the ward where Hermione was.

Cat Girl Hey, Cat Girl, let me see what kind of cat you are.

hey hey hey...

Although he was looking forward to it, Su Er's expression remained unchanged, and his steps swayed more frequently.

The bed Hermione was on was very easy to spot, because it was the only place in the entire ward that was surrounded by curtains, completely blocking the inside.

Sur approached quietly, but accidentally touched the chair next to the bed, making a thud.

"Mrs. Pomfrey?" Hermione's voice came from inside, and then the curtain was opened a gap.

Then, the head of a cat with two pointed long cat ears, bright yellow eyes, and three playful whiskers on its cheeks poked out.

Soul clearly saw Hermione's eyes shrink into a thin line.

"Ah!!" Hermione let out a short, sharp scream and quickly shrank back.

"Ah!" Suer also let out a marmot scream in his heart.

I'm satisfied, I wish I could touch those ears, they look easy to touch.

"Hermione, Hermione."

If your heart is moved, take action. If you can touch it, it won’t be a loss!Sur immediately called.

A muffled voice came out from inside after a while, "Why... why did you return to the castle so early?" There was a faint feeling of crying in shame in the voice.

"I'm coming to find you." Suer replied happily.

"I didn't ask you to come to me." Hermione replied dully, "Go away, I'm so ugly now."

"Who said you were ugly?" Su Er dragged the stool over from the bed, sat down on it, and began to take things out of the cloth pocket he carried with him.

"You haven't replied to your letter. Aunt Granger is also very worried about you and asked me to bring you a lot of things."

"Didn't the Polyjuice Potion succeed? Why did you turn into a cat? You couldn't have put Crookshanks' cat in it, could you?"

"No...no!" Hermione denied, "I wanted to become Millicent, but..."

"That girl must have a cat!!"

"Okay." Soul said, "Can I come in? Aunt Granger asked me to bring you something. They are Christmas cookies made with my mother. I have tasted them and they taste very good."

"No... don't!" Hermione said sullenly, "Just put your things on the cabinet next to you, don't come in!"

"Okay, then you must remember to eat."

Suer was not willing to leave like this, so he had an idea. He deliberately made some noise, put the things on the table, then took a few steps in place, then quietly hid at the end of the bed, pretending that he had left. .

Sure enough, there was a rustling movement in the curtain, and a small gap was opened in the curtain. A cat's pupil secretly peeked in. Sur squatted down and shrank back in time.

Suer patiently squatted behind him for a while, until there was no sound, and then quietly poked his head in to observe.

Hey!Hermione, who was wearing a hospital gown, was sitting on the chair where he had just been sitting, with her back to him and facing the table. Soul quietly stood up and approached, hearing the sound of teeth grinding biscuits.

"Ahem." He put his fist to his mouth and coughed lightly.

Hermione stiffened and turned around blankly, holding half a biscuit in her hand, with a small crumb still stuck to her mouth.

Su Er could see clearly now.

He satisfied his thoughts, but Hermione obviously didn't think what Soul did was a very happy thing.

Question: What kind of behavior will humans do after the level of shame reaches the extreme level?

Answer: First there is extreme shame, then a muscle in the head explodes, and then there is either hysterical anger or complete autism.

The latter is not bad, at least it will not suffer physical damage. If it is the former, well...

Unfortunately, Hermione was the former. She was like a cat with fried fur, assuming a fighting posture.

Step by step, he approached Sur and showed his claws.

Soul grabbed Hermione's hands in horror and leaned his back against the wall, "Calm down, Hermione, calm down, I didn't mean it."

But Hermione didn't want to listen to Soul's sophistry. With fire flashing in her eyes and her sharp little fangs flashing, she struggled to free herself but couldn't get her hands free, so she chose to close her eyes---

Cat headbutt!Die! (Picture above! I can’t find the accompanying picture, so I’m relying on you all)

"boom..."

"Um...cough cough cough..." Suer's chest hurt, and he couldn't breathe, but he didn't dare to let go.

God knows what will happen after you let go...

"Ahem...ahem...Are you going to murder your husband? Hermione Granger!"

ps: I don’t know if this is sweet?This chapter took a long time to write...