Hogwarts Homecoming

"Okay, Ron, I can find a chance to ask Professor McGonagall."

Harry, encouraged by the presence of Professor Brian, made a decision that was more in line with his wishes.

Hermione's beautiful brows gathered together, she stared at Ron dissatisfiedly, and opened her mouth as if to refute, but when she was about to speak, Crookshanks appeared from nowhere with a fat one, and she was already fainted by fright The past mouse jumped on her lap.

"Does he have to eat that in front of us, he's going to stink up the common room!"

Ron also frowned, and said with disgust.

"You can eat this in the courtyard, Crookshanks—"

That's a good thing to say, even Hermione didn't want her clean wizard robes to be stained with things like mouse intestines and blood, she said softly, and wanted to pick up Crookshanks and send him out of Gryffindor. The common room, but Crookshanks, who was squatting on her knees, suddenly jumped onto the coffee table nimbly, dodged Hermione's hand, and stared straight at Ron with a pair of yellow eyes.

"Get it out of here, Hermione!"

Angrily, Ron pulled out the planetary trajectory map that he worked hard all night from the foot of Crookshanks, stared at Crookshanks in disgust and said,

"He almost ruined our astronomy class homework, and, Scabbers is sleeping in my schoolbag, you want him to watch this cat eat his own kind?"

Crookshanks stared at Ron motionless, but after hearing this, the tip of its fluffy tail twitched, it glanced at Ron's schoolbag, and raised its chin, like Ron is better Showing a mouse in its mouth, its yellow eyes shone with an inexplicable brilliance.

"What exactly are you going to do?"

This appearance of Crookshanks made Ron even more vigilant. He hugged his schoolbag and asked impatiently, but Crookshanks didn't waver at all. He just stretched his neck forward and bit him lightly. Bite the mouse in the mouth.

"I'll think about—"

The appearance of Crookshanks confused Hermione, but Harry suddenly laughed. He couldn't help but look at Ron, and said his thoughts,

"It's probably trying to trade that mouse in its mouth for your Scabbers, Ron!"

Ron froze for a moment, then glared at Hermione angrily,

"See, Hermione, this crazy cat just wants to kill Scabbers, I really don't understand why you have to get the brute back!"

"Stop being silly, Ron!"

After shutting Harry up with a domineering look, Hermione said impatiently,

"Crookshanks has no reason to do that, maybe he just wants to introduce Scabbers a friend!"

With that said, she stood up and tried to hold Crookshanks down again.

Crookshanks avoided Hermione's embrace again, it seemed to have realized that the deal had failed, the little boy in front of him was not willing to exchange the fake mouse in his bag for the real one in his mouth, so he jumped onto the sofa It slowly squatted down on the armrest, a fierce light flashed in its eyes.

What happened next can only be described as disaster.

Crookshanks turned his head and flung the sober rat out of its mouth. Coincidentally, it caught Hermione's roommate, Lavender, who was worried about Professor Trelawney's prophecy. On the bow on Brown's head, Lavender with a dazed face took off the mouse from the hairpin of the bow and put it in front of his eyes.

ah!

The horrified scream that was enough to pierce the eardrum made the noisy public room instantly quiet. Before Hermione had time to apologize for Crookshanks, Lavender had already lost the mouse again before she threw herself into Petyr's arms. Going out, after drawing a graceful arc in mid-air, it landed on Neville and Seamo's chessboard.

The mouse reacted quickly, it quickly left the overturned chessboard, climbed along Neville's knees to his chest, and then, with a leap, its claws hooked Neville's nostrils!

"All petrified!"

The sudden shock made Neville look like he was about to suffocate, but at this moment, on the other side of the common room, Ginny, who was talking to Colin, had quick eyes and quick hands, and a petrification curse was thrown over, hitting Neville's nostrils precisely.

Amidst everyone's hard-pressed laughter, Neville, with his round face and red face, stood up tremblingly, which made it impossible for the stiff claws of the immobile fat mouse to catch his nose anymore. , fell heavily to the ground.

Hearing this voice, the baby-fat Neville's cheeks trembled again. In a trance, he remembered the night when the final exam of the first grade was over, the fear of being sealed by the petrification spell.

"Sorry, Neville—"

Hermione hurriedly bypassed one student after another, and came to Neville who collapsed on the sofa again, her sweaty pretty face was full of apology,

"It was just an accident, Neville, Crookshanks didn't mean to—"

Before Neville had time to speak, a violent roar suddenly came from the direction of the fireplace. Hermione turned her head quickly, and was shocked when she saw it.

While everyone was attracting the attention of the mouse, Crookshanks suddenly flew over, and his four claws dug deep into Ron's schoolbag, tearing viciously.

"Go away, you silly bastard!"

Ron tried to yank the schoolbag away from under Crookshanks, but Crookshanks clung to it, grinning and tearing furiously.

"Don't hurt it, Ron!"

Hermione screamed, because Ron, who couldn't drive Crookshanks away, was frantically using his schoolbag as a windmill, but even this still couldn't drive Crookshanks away. Banban flew out of the open schoolbag.

In order to catch these two crazy little animals, all the little wizards in the lounge took action. In the end, Ron pulled Banban out from under an old chest of drawers, while the disheveled and distressed Heath Min threw herself on the ground, pinning down Crookshanks who was struggling desperately.

"Now you're happy, aren't you!"

Seeing the skinny and skinny Scabbers trembling like a sieve in his palm, Ron, who was so angry, yelled.

"Crookshanks just-"

Hermione's eyes were shining brightly, and she weakly wanted to explain for Crookshanks, but she was interrupted roughly by Ron before she finished speaking.

"That cat just wants to make things difficult for Scabbers, when are you going to admit it!"

"How could you talk to Hermione like that, Ron?!"

Ginny hurried over from the other side of the common room, put her arms around Hermione's slender, trembling shoulders, and glared at Ron, who was trying to coax Scabbers back into his pocket.

Furious Ron raised his head and was about to say something, but after seeing Hermione with tears in his eyes, he hesitated,

"Don't let that beast appear in front of me again, Hermione, or—"

Ron muttered something that only Hermione and Ginny could hear, and then walked away angrily, leaving only Ginny who was even more angry and Hermione who looked sad and helpless.

"Ron was just too worried about Scabbers, Hermione—"

Harry said hesitantly, he looked at Crookshanks in Hermione's arms, and intellectually agreed with Ron's point of view, this weird big yellow cat seemed to be targeting Scabbers, but he couldn't help it any further. Min said so in front of him,

"Don't worry, I will go and persuade him."

Harry, who was depressed by not being able to go to Hogsmeade, sighed heavily, and walked towards the dormitory with tired steps.