HP Magic Biography

Meow……

Hermione suddenly felt something rub against her feet, and a soft meow brought her back from worry to reality, and then she remembered what Dumbledore had told her.

She knelt down and used her wand to illuminate the little guy who rubbed against her leg, but a feeling of pity filled Hermione's heart in an instant.

The little guy lying weakly 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 strange Embarrassed.

Poor little guy, what have you been through, did you fight with other animals? Hermione touched the top of the little guy's head distressedly, she still had to wait for Fan Lin, but even if the cat wasn't Dumbledore She has to help it too.

Hermione lightly tapped the cat's body with her wand, and muttered a spell.

(Clean up)!

Hermione swept the cat's body with her wand, and visible to the naked eye, 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 across the cat's tail, the spell finally stopped, and the original white fur was revealed. I have to say that this cat is really pretty, maybe she can ask Dumbledore for it. Come over and keep it with Crookshanks, I don't know if Crookshanks will like this cat.

Hermione carefully put her hands through the cat's body, she held it very carefully, she knew that the cat had many wounds on its body. From the very beginning, except for the slight meow, the cat didn't even respond at all during the whole process. If Hermione could still feel the cat's body temperature, she would have thought the cat was about to die.

Picking up the cat, Hermione found a small brown bottle under the cat's body. She seemed to have seen this bottle somewhere, and it seemed to be in Dumbledore's place. It seemed that Dumbledore was waiting for this thing.

Hermione bent down, she held the small brown bottle in her hand, and the cat in her arms curled up listlessly, Hermione felt the cat gently place his head on her arm Inside the bend, there was a slight purring sound unique to cats.

The voice was very gentle, which made Hermione feel a lot more at ease. She gently stroked the back of the cat with her hands. Her movements were very gentle. She hoped that the one in her arms at the moment was the transformed anima of Fan Lin. Gus.

As if touching the cat's wound, Hermione heard the cat whine softly,

Then his head turned and Hermione looked back.

Hermione held her breath for an instant, the two colors of pupils, one blue and one red, felt so familiar to Hermione.

Hermione thought of Fan Lin in an instant, she turned the cat's whole body around, her voice trembled a little, she wasn't sure if such a cat could understand what she said, but Hermione still Can't help but want to try it.

You...you are...you are Fan Lin... Hermione stammered, her voice was very small and trembling, she was afraid that this dream would be broken again, just like the countless times she had stood at the door before. Like fantasy.

The cat nodded humanely, and he let out a soft meow, but the sound gave the girl great comfort in Hermione's ears.

You are really Fan Lin! Hermione exclaimed in surprise, and the tears that were originally rolling in her eyes finally flowed down uncontrollably.

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

You're finally back! Hermione finally burst into tears. The girl's arms tightened slightly. She wanted to hold Fan Lin tighter, but she was afraid of hurting Fan Lin. In the eyes.

Meow……

Fan Lin let out a soft cry, rubbed his head against Hermione's head, then stuck out his tongue and licked Hermione's face lightly.

Hermione could clearly feel Fan Lin's moist and warm tongue, and the barbs on it tickled her face. She could feel the boy's mood. He came back, which made Hermione's uneasy mood disappear without a trace, and nothing could not be solved.

Hermione held Fan Lin tightly, and she stood there for a while, until Fan Lin writhed uneasily in her arms, and Hermione finally came back to her senses.

Although Fan Lin is now a cat, he is really a wizard, which makes Hermione feel very inappropriate, and she seems a little too excited.

Hermione threw Fan Lin out in a hurry. She wiped her tears with one hand. What made her blush the most was that Fan Lin licked her with his tongue.

Hurry up and change back, Principal Dumbledore is waiting for us up there, Harry is also there with Sirius, and the Minister of Magic, Mr. Cornelius Fudge and Professor Snape. Hermione blushed and said, why? Said, like a pure white flower.

Fan Lin turned around helplessly on the ground, he meowed twice, he was soft and sticky, not like a little tomcat at all.

Hurry up! said Hermione, turning around to head inside the castle.

Fan Lin quickly jumped in front of Hermione, he meowed, and kept scratching something with his paws on the ground.

You can't change back? Hermione asked.

Fan Lin nodded.

How did this happen, and how did you become a cat? Hermione asked, her face full of disbelief, who could have used the Transfiguration Curse on Fan Lin?

The Transfiguration Charm? Hermione asked. She drew out her wand, she wanted to help Fan Lin undo the transformation, she could still do the simple transformation spell.

Fan Lin shook his head hastily, he exerted all his strength, and the whole person... the whole cat ran into Hermione's arms.

Hermione hurriedly caught Fan Lin with her hands, and her face turned red again.

What are you doing? Hermione asked quietly.

But it's a pity that Fan Lin doesn't have the ability to answer now. Although Hermione can force him to remove the Animagus Transfiguration, he can't be carried up by Hermione.

Fan Lin pointed to the upstairs with a claw, signaling Hermione to go up.

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

Well, Dumbledore asked me to hug a cat! Hermione took a deep breath, and she seemed to have found a legitimate reason for her to hug Fan Lin.

Hermione couldn't help tightening her arms, but it didn't seem very appropriate to wrap Fan Lin on my chest.

Fan Lin turned his head in a timely manner. Like a real cat, he gently rubbed his head against Hermione's arm, as if telling the girl that he would not move around. The soft and waxy voice sounded in the girl's ears. It was a nice voice, but Hermione obviously didn't think about it.

Hermione hugged Fan Lin and headed upwards. She passed the mural that was talking about her before, and the damn mural was still talking about the Sirius incident she made up, the Gryffindor conspiracy theory , Saying that maybe Dumbledore simply wanted to keep these students and then said that they were controlled by Sirius with magic.

She even pointed straight to Hermione when Hermione passed by, typical Slytherin tone, impure blood, Muggles and the like.

Shut your mouth, dead guy... Hermione pulled out her wand with a swipe.

Quietus!

Hermione's spell was like setting a magical barrier near the damn mural, and the sound of the mural stopped coming out for a moment.

The woman on the mural looked a little stunned. She had made contributions to Slytherin, so she was hung here, and no little wizard had ever dared to point a wand at her.

She paused for a moment, and then her bloated face became distorted. She yelled angrily, but her voice couldn't be pierced at all.

(Fire blazing)!

A large ball of flame suddenly burst out from Hermione's wand. To deal with this kind of mural, burning it may be a good choice.

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

Like the Fat Lady, her wallpaper was torn apart by Sirius, so she fled to other paintings.

But Hermione's previous spell split part of the magic power, and she couldn't leave here at all.

To be a dead person is to have the consciousness of a dead person... Hermione said, she turned around very satisfied, she looked up, and she saw Peeves standing in mid-air looking at her.

It seemed that Peeves was about to start his death tricks again, but before Peeves could speak, Hermione aimed her wand at him.

Peves, I think you should know how to do it. Hermione threatened, You know, Fan Lin is not the only one who is afraid of curses!

Peeves seemed to be choked by someone's hand. Originally, he wanted to make up a good song for Hermione that could be sung at Hogwarts, but considering the taste of the spell...

Good ghosts don't suffer at the moment, Peeves jumped at the wall in an instant, he didn't want to be hit by that goddamn fear spell, he was in a bad state.

Very good! Hermione said with satisfaction, she put away her wand, and it seemed that Hermione's mood became much more comfortable after rectifying the two disobedient little devils.

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

Fan Lin twisted his body uneasily, but Hermione held him tightly in her arms.

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