I was Hermione's puppy at Hogwarts

Hermione held the wolf cub in her arms and jumped up and down for more than ten minutes, finally arriving in front of a well-decorated three-story building.

The small building is extremely exquisitely decorated, with white walls and blue tiles, in a standard European style.There is a small garden outside the villa with several fruit trees planted in it.Spotless floor-to-ceiling windows, neatly trimmed fences, clean and tidy exterior walls... From all the details, it is easy to see that the owner of the house is an extremely decent person.

She walked to the cast iron door of the house, entered the password very skillfully, opened the door, and then walked in with the wolf cub in her arms.

It wasn't until the door creaked shut that the wolf cub poked its head out of Hermione's arms.Its body was shaking all the time. Even after entering the yard, it was still shaking instinctively.

The wolf cub is scared.

As the most prosperous metropolis in the UK, the sounds of London are too noisy, and the various smells are too numerous to count. The smells smelled in the ten-minute journey are more complex than the smells wolf pups have smelled since they were born. .This experience almost scared the wolf cub to the point of stress.

Hermione, who was holding the wolf pup, noticed something strange about it, but she had no choice but to speed up her pace and try to get home sooner.

She hugged the wolf cub tightly and kept comforting it softly: She would be home soon.

The wolf cub chose to bury his head in Hermione's arms, letting her breath cover up the smell of the outside world and her heartbeat drown out the noisy sounds.

This operation was very effective, and soon the wolf cub's nose was filled with Hermione's delicious smell, which made it less nervous.

After returning to her yard, Hermione bent down and tried to put down the wolf pup, but the wolf pup's claws were tightly hooked on her coat, like a cocklebur hanging on a wild animal, and she couldn't pull it off at all.

Looking at the appearance of the wolf cub, a feeling of guilt came to Hermione's heart.She had never considered the psychological toll a strange, noisy environment would have on the little wolf.Fortunately, it was a wolf cub with relatively strong adaptability. If it had been a cat cub, it might have died on the spot due to a severe stress reaction.

"Be good~" She gently patted the wolf cub's back to relax it, "We are home, it is very safe here, you don't have to worry~"

Under Hermione's comfort, the wolf cub gradually calmed down.It released its claws and hit Hermione's garden with a thud.

The first time it landed, the wolf cub began to look around at its surroundings. This would be its future lair, provided the owner here was willing to accept it.

Thinking of this, the wolf cub became anxious again: What should it do if the leader of this group does not want to accept it?Where else could it go?The little girl said she could accept it, but she was just a cub. Did the cub really have a say?

The worst case scenario is to continue wandering. It shouldn't be difficult to survive here. The wolf cub is prepared for the worst.

The garden is not big, and there is a cobblestone path at the entrance. The lawn beside the path is dotted with some small flowers that the wolf cubs cannot name. Next to the house, there are several fruit trees, with ripe fruits hanging on the branches, exuding a burst of fragrance. Fruity aroma.After a few glances, the wolf cub took in the scenery in the garden and became familiar with the smell here.

While the wolf cub was observing the environment, Hermione had already entered the mansion.

"Come in quickly -" After entering the house, Hermione called the wolf cub to come in while changing her clothes.

She first hung her schoolbag and coat on the hanger, then held the heel of her leather shoes and took off the black student shoes on her feet with a gentle tug, revealing the white fairy socks.

"Huh..." After getting rid of the constraints of the shoes, Hermione breathed a sigh of relief, flexed her somewhat stiff toes, then hid the shoes in the shoe cabinet and covered the cover tightly.

After doing this, Hermione found that the wolf cub had quietly walked into the room and squatted on the floor behind her without saying a word, looking reserved.

Hermione subconsciously pushed the cover of the shoe cabinet, trying to close it tighter.She knew that dogs had a very keen sense of smell, and wolves were probably no exception.

She looked a little unnatural.

"Are you hungry? Just tell me what you want to eat." Hermione took the initiative to stir up the topic and took the opportunity to move into the kitchen.

"Meat!" When it comes to eating, the wolf cub is not polite.Although they just ate some dried fish, adult wolves can eat food equivalent to one-fifth of their body weight in one sitting. Although the wolf pups are still young, they have inherited this huge appetite, so they can continue to eat.

"No problem." Hermione opened the refrigerator and took out a large piece of steak.

"Do you have a name? I can't keep calling you Wolf, right?" Hermione suddenly realized this problem when she was getting the meat - the wolf pup still didn't have a name.

The wolf cub was stunned for a moment and shook his head, "I don't have a name."

"Then let me get one for you?"

"Okay!" The wolf cub liked Hermione and it would be a good idea to listen to her advice.

"What about Wolf?" Hermione thought for a while and then came up with a name that disappointed the wolf cub.

"Wolf?" The wolf cub shook his head like a rattle, "This is too casual! How can anyone be directly named Wolf? You are a girl, so is your name a girl?!"

Hermione lowered her head in embarrassment, "My name is Hermione, which is derived from the name of Hermes in mythology.

Hermes is the god of commerce, travelers, thieves and livestock in ancient Greek mythology.He is also the messenger of the gods and one of the twelve main gods of Olympus.He is the messenger and messenger of Zeus, and is also regarded as the protector of travelers and merchants, as well as the god of eloquence.

Choosing such a name shows the Grangers' expectations for Hermione.

"That's right! You see your name is so nice, shouldn't my name also be more powerful?"

Hermione's eyes rolled, and a word came to her lips.

"What about Lovell?" she tossed out another name.Hermione played a little trick. The name originated from Old French and sounded very elegant, but the actual meaning was still "wolf", not only wolf, but also "young wolf".

[Young Wolf] really matches the little wolf cub in front of him.

But how can a wolf cub who has never read a book understand it?It also thinks the name sounds pretty nice.

When naming a wolf, the first name that came to Hermione's mind was actually "Luna". After all, wolves are always associated with the moon. Isn't it normal to name a moon god?Unfortunately, Hermione had just read it and found that the wolf cub was a male wolf and the name Luna was not suitable, so she chose Lovell.

"Okay, then let me call you Lovell!" the wolf cub said happily. From today on, it has a name!