Hogwarts, was gnawed at the beginning

"Harry, Harry." Soul was sitting in the stands of the Quidditch stadium, watching Harry running back and forth in the air and finally catching the Golden Snitch and landing it on the ground to complete a training session. He waved and shouted.

"Su'er, why are you here?" Not long after Harry landed, he mounted the Firebolt and flew to Su'er's side. "What do you want from me?"

……

Wood was very dissatisfied with Harry being taken away by a Hufflepuff during the training process, and told Harry in a ghostly manner that he must not talk to Soul about their tactical plan, even if Hufflepuff had probably lost the fight for this Qualification for a Quidditch Cup.

In the castle tower, the Fat Lady is still recuperating, although the picture frame she is in has been repaired - Soul has seen her in the corridor on the eighth floor of the castle.

Well, the Fat Lady was frightened, and trauma is also trauma, right?

The gatekeeper in Gryffindor now is Sir Cadogan, the one who rides a pony and brags about his heroic deeds when he rode a horse on the battlefield every day.

"Aha, I've never seen you before. You're definitely not Gryffindor." Sir Cadogan rode a pony, holding up the shining silver dagger in his hand.

"Do you want to break into Gryffindor to achieve your ulterior motives? I, as the most heroic warrior, will block the enemy at the door!"

After saying that, Cadogan twirled the dagger in his hand, lowered his body and made a charging posture, as if Soul at the door was an evil villain.

"He's my friend." Harry said angrily, "Jean, we have something to do."

Ser Cadogan glanced suspiciously at Harry in the portrait frame.

"You'd better not lie to the wise Sir Cadogan!" Then, Cadogan showed a horrified expression, "Are you -"

"spy!!!"

Harry was too lazy to continue accompanying the somewhat neurotic Sir Cadogan, so he said the password angrily - "Strange body and strange skin"

"You even got the password to keep it secret?!" Cadogan screamed, his expression horrified.

"Get out of the way, I'm not being controlled! I'm not a spy!" Harry said helplessly.

Jazz looked extremely disappointed, muttered, and reluctantly moved forward and turned away.

It was the weekend, and there were many people in the Gryffindor lounge. When they saw the topic of conversation following Harry, they looked a little surprised and curious, but fortunately, no one came up to talk.

"Wait for me here while I go get something." Harry said softly.

Soul nodded indifferently and watched Harry walk through the crowd and into the stairs on the left side of the fireplace. He was looking at the Gryffindor common room boredly. He was in a hurry last time, so he didn't take a good look at it.

This is a circular room, with the overall color scheme being red and gold. There is a portrait hanging on the wall on the right side. The portrait is empty and there is no human figure.

The little wizards were sitting in twos and threes on the sofa in the center of the lounge, either reading books or playing wizard chess. The chess player Su Er knew was Seamo, who was nicknamed the Explosive Genius.

Harry may have stuffed the invisibility cloak in a very secret place and didn't come out after a while.

At this time, Soul felt something furry brush against his feet.

"Crookshanks?" He lowered his head. It was a ginger long-haired cat. Soul bent over and took the big cat into his arms.

"Meow..." Crookshanks let out a cry full of grievance.

"I know, I know." Suer held the big cat with one arm and rubbed its big head with the other hand, "I'm going to find your master."

"Don't worry, Crookshanks."

While Soul was communicating with Crookshanks in a low voice, Harry came out of the dormitory at some point.

"Hey, that's it, that's this cat. It barked in the dormitory for a long time in the middle of the night, but we didn't catch it." With a thin layer of gray on his face, Harry held the silver-gray cat in his hand. , the satin-like invisibility cloak was handed over.

"Meow..." Crookshanks meowed again.

"It's okay, Crookshanks, they just forgot about it temporarily..." Soul felt Crookshanks' movements and hurriedly whispered comfort.

"What did you forget?" Harry blinked in confusion, "This cat's name is Crookshanks? It's such a familiar name, do you recognize it?"

"It's okay, Harry, the invisibility cloak will be returned to you tomorrow." Suer took the invisibility cloak, "Don't you still have to go to training?"

"Oh, right, right." Harry suddenly remembered that Wood and the others were still waiting on the Quidditch pitch, but there was no time to waste. The game against Ravenclaw was about to start next week.

……

In the Hufflepuff dormitory, Soul put Crookshanks on the ground and told him not to run around. He would take him to find Hermione at night. Then, he lay on the bed fully clothed.

Soul looked at the curtains on the four-poster bed, but his heart could not calm down. He tried to recall all the past between himself and Hermione, and sadly found that the memories that belonged to him and Hermione were relatively clear, with only a few fragments left. Son.

They seemed to be covered with a layer of dust that could not be wiped away no matter how hard they wiped.

Moreover, he felt that he would soon completely forget about Hermione.

Soul was tossing and turning on the bed, not feeling sleepy at all. Dumbledore's suggestion to let him have a good sleep was by no means unreasonable.

Finally, Soul sighed and took out a green potion from his satchel. This was the calming potion he had gotten in the infirmary on the second floor before going to Harry.

It can give a wizard a good ten hours of sleep.

"Boom!" Soul removed the cork from the bottle and poured the potion into his mouth. Well, it tasted bitter and sour. This was definitely a potion produced by Professor Snape.

It tastes as bad as ever, but the medicine is as good as ever.

Sur frowned and lay back on the bed. The cold medicine flowed through the blood vessels all over his body. First, the feeling in his limbs seemed to be cut off. Then, the fatigue rising from the depths of his soul swept through his entire brain. He felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier.

Before finally losing consciousness, Suer could only feel a sinking on the edge of the pillow.

Did Crookshanks jump on the bed?

The eyelids just touched up and down, and ten hours passed quietly.

At ten o'clock in the evening, the bedroom was dark, with only the dim lights beside the bedside table flickering.

Sur, who was sleeping, felt a fluffy thing sweep around his face, "Sneeze..." He couldn't help but reach out and brush it over his face, and then sneezed lightly, his whole body... Suddenly I woke up.

The state of mind has never been better.

"Meow..." Crookshanks meowed lazily and climbed up from Sur's pillow. His soft body arched and his front paws stretched forward in a stretching posture.

"What time is it?" Suer thought, turning his head to look at the bedside table. The clock pointed straight at ten o'clock.

"Gululu..." His empty stomach urged.

The body was very hungry, but the spirit was great. Soul got out of bed and stretched his body. After a crackling sound, he picked up Crookshanks on the bed and looked at Crookshanks' big round eyes.

"Are you hungry? Let's go to the kitchen and have something to eat."

"Then, let's do some time travel."

"Meow~~"