HP Magic Biography

"Meow……"

　　 Hermione suddenly felt that something was rubbing her against her feet, and a weak cat cry pulled her back from worry to reality, and she remembered what Dumbledore had said to her.

　　 She squatted down and illuminated the little guy who nudged her leg with her magic wand, but a feeling of compassion instantly filled Hermione's heart.

The little guy lying faintly at her feet can only vaguely recognize that he used to be a beautiful puppet cat, but the hair that should have been white is now filled with mud and blood, which looks very Embarrassed.

"Poor little guy, what have you gone through? Did you fight with other animals?" Hermione touched the top of the little guy's head painfully, and she had to wait for Van Lin, but this cat is not Dumbledore. She must also help it.

　　 Hermione lightly touched the cat's body with her magic wand, muttering a spell in her mouth.

　　 Clean up)!"

　　 Hermione swept the cat's body with her magic wand, and the dirt and dried blood that had originally hung on the cat's hair gradually peeled off from the cat's body.

Finally, when Hermione’s wand swept over the cat’s tail, the curse finally stopped, and the original white coat was revealed. I have to say that this cat is really pretty, maybe she can ask Dumbledore for it. Come here and raise it with Crookshanks. I don't know if Crookshanks will like this cat.

　　 Hermione carefully put her hand through the cat's body, she held it very carefully, she knew there were many wounds on the cat's body. Except for a soft cry at the beginning, the cat didn't even react at all during the whole process. If Hermione could not feel the cat's body temperature, she thought the cat was going to die.

　　 Picking up the cat, Hermione found a small brown bottle underneath the cat's body. She seemed to have seen this bottle somewhere, like Dumbledore. It seemed that Dumbledore was waiting for this thing.

As soon as Hermione bent over, she held the small brown bottle in her hand, and the cat in her arms was curled up listlessly. Hermione was affected by the cat gently placing his head on her arm. Inside the bend, there was a slight purr that belongs to the cat.

The voice was very soft, which made Her sensitive enough to feel at ease. She gently stroked the cat's back with her hand. Her movements were very gentle. She hoped that the Anima that Fanlin had changed in her arms at this moment. Gus.

　　 seems to have touched the cat's wound, Hermione heard the cat scream softly, and then his head turned around and Hermione looked back.

　　 Hermione held her breath for an instant. The pupils of two colors, one blue and one red, made Hermione feel so familiar.

Hermione thought of Fanlin in an instant. She turned the cat's whole body around. Her voice was trembling. She wasn't sure if such a cat could understand what she was saying, but Hermione still Can't help but want to give it a try.

"You...you are...you are Fanlin..." Hermione stammered. Her voice was very small and trembling. She was afraid that this dream would break again, as if she had stood at the door countless times before. Fantasy.

　　 The cat nodded humanely, and he screamed softly, but the voice in Hermione's ears gave the girl great comfort.

　　 "You really are Fanlin!" Hermione called out in surprise, and the tears that had originally circulated in her eyes finally flowed down uncontrollably.

　　 Fanlin nodded gently. He wanted to wipe away the girl's tears with his hands, but the cat's body was really inconvenient.

"You are finally back!" Hermione finally started to cry. The girl's arms were slightly tightened. She wanted to hold Van Lin tighter, but she was afraid of hurting Van Lin. Those fine wounds were seen In the eyes.

"Meow……"

　　 Fanlin yelled softly. He rubbed her head against Hermione's head, then put out his tongue and licked Hermione's face gently.

　　Hermione could clearly feel Fanlin's moist and warm tongue, and the barbs on it made her face itchy. She could feel the boy's mood and he came back, which made Hermione's uneasy mood disappear without a trace. There is nothing that can't be solved.

　　Hermione kept Van Lin tightly, and she stood for a while, until Van Lin twisted uncomfortably in her arms twice, and Hermione recovered.

　　 Although Fanlin is now a cat, he is really a wizard. This makes Her very sensitive and he seems to be a little too excited.

　　 Hermione hurriedly threw Fanlin out. She wiped her tears with one hand. The thing that made her blush the most was that Fanlin licked her with her tongue.

"Change back quickly. Principal Dumbledore is waiting for us. Harry is also there with Sirius, as well as the Minister of Magic, Mr. Cornelius Fudge and Professor Snape." Hermione blushed and said, why Said it is like a pure white flower.

　　 Fanlin turned helplessly on the ground, and he meowed twice, soft and waxy, not at all like a little male cat.

　　 "Hurry up!" Hermione said, and she turned to walk into the castle.

　　 Fanlin hurriedly jumped in front of Hermione, and he yelled meowly, while he kept scratching the ground with his paws.

　　 "You can't change it back?" Hermione asked.

　　 Fanlin nodded.

　　 "How could this happen, and how did you become a cat?" Hermione asked, her face full of weirdness, and who was stumped by using the Transfiguration Curse on Fanlin?

　　 "Is it a Transfiguration Curse?" Hermione asked. She drew out her magic wand. She wanted to help Fanlin get rid of the transformation, and she could still do it with a simple transformation spell.

　　 Fanlin shook his head quickly, and with a violent force, the whole person...the whole cat slammed into Hermione's arms.

　　 Hermione hurriedly caught Fanlin with her hand, and her face turned red involuntarily.

　　 "What are you doing?" Hermione asked in a low voice.

　　 However, it is a pity that Fanlin does not have the ability to answer right now, although Hermione can forcibly help him disarm the Animagus Polymorphism, but this way he can't be held by Hermione.

　　 Fanlin stretched out a scratch and pointed upstairs, motioning Hermione to go up.

　　 Hermione's face flushed, she wanted to put Fanlin down, but in her heart she didn't want to let go.

　　 "Well, Dumbledore asked me to carry a cat!" Hermione took a deep breath, and she seemed to have found a legitimate reason to hold Fanlin.

　　 Hermione couldn't help but tightened her arms, but it didn't seem appropriate to wrap Fanlin around my chest.

　　 Fanlin turned his head back in time. He was like a real cat, rubbing Hermione's arm with his head, seeming to tell the girl that he would not move. A soft voice rang in the girl's ears. It was a nice voice, but Hermione obviously wouldn't take it into consideration.

Hermione hugged Van Lin and walked upwards. She passed the mural where she was talking about her before. The **** mural was still talking about the Sirius incident she made up and the Gryffindor conspiracy theory. , Maybe Dumbledore simply wanted to keep these students and then said that they were controlled by Sirius with magic.

　　 Even when she was passing by Hermione, she was a bit blunt to Hermione, typical Slytherin tone, impure blood, Muggles and the like.

　　 "Shut up your stinky mouth, dead guy..." Hermione swiped her wand out.

　　 "Quietus (No sound and no interest)!"

　　Hermione’s curse is like setting a layer of magic enchantment near the **** mural, and the sound of the mural will not be heard for an instant.

　　 The woman on the mural seemed a bit stunned. She had contributed to Slytherin, so she was hung here, and she never said that any little wizard dared to point her wand at her.

　　 She paused for a while, and then her bloated face became distorted. She yelled angrily, but her voice couldn't come out at all.

　　 flaming flames)!"

　　Hermione's wand suddenly burst into flames. To deal with this kind of mural, burning it may be a good choice.

　　 The witch on the mural closed her mouth. Her face was still so distorted, but at this moment she didn't even dare to open her mouth. The ghosts relying on the mural were very afraid of flames, and they couldn't live without the paper.

　　 is like a fat lady, her wallpaper was torn to pieces by Sirius, so she escaped to another painting.

　　 But Hermione’s previous spell had part of its magic power, and she couldn’t leave here at all.

　　 "Being a dead person must have the consciousness of a dead person..." Hermione said, and she turned around very satisfied, she looked up, and she saw Pepy Ghost standing in the air looking at her.

　　 It looked like Pippy was about to start his tricky journey to death again, but before Pippy could speak, Hermione pointed her wand at him.

　　 "Pippy~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I think you should know how to do it." Hermione threatened, "You know, it's not just Fanlin that can fear the curse!"

　　 Pippi was like someone strangling his throat with his hand. Originally, he wanted to compose a good song for Hermione that could be sung at Hogwarts, but considering the taste of the spell...

　　 The good ghost doesn't suffer from the immediate loss, Pippi rushes to the wall in an instant, he doesn't want to be hit by that **** fear curse, this state is very bad.

　　 "Very good!" Hermione said with satisfaction. She put her wand away, and it seemed that the two disobedient little ghosts had been rectified, which made Hermione feel much better.

Fanlin looked at Hermione with horror. He wasn't sure if he had met a fake Hermione. He might have spent a fake day. Although the original Hermione was strong, most of them were very gentle. , It seems that I should be more careful.

　　 Fanlin twisted his body uneasily, but Hermione held him firmly in her arms.

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