(HP doujin) [HP] Linkos Ramirez

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I was about to turn back and go upstairs, when I heard footsteps upstairs, and then the lights were turned on, and the living room was brightened.

"Hermione?" Mr. Granger's doubtful voice sounded from the stairs. When Hermione looked up, she saw him still holding his golf club in his hand, staring wide-eyed.

"Um, Dad, I found a cat." Hermione revealed the cat in her arms.

Mr. Granger took a look and concentrated: "Oh, it's hurt." He didn't blame his daughter, but hurried downstairs, the living room was well lit, and the blood stains on the white cat's hind legs were clearly exposed .

Only then did Hermione realize what was wrong with the cat, and quickly put it on the table carefully. Mr. Granger also took the family medicine kit and approached. down him.

The white cat was obedient and quiet from the beginning to the end, but when Mr. Granger stretched out his hand towards its leg, it struggled to move back, even at the expense of the injury on its own leg.

Hermione froze for a moment, looked at the cat, and suddenly met the cat's gaze.Those were a pair of gray-green eyes, and Hermione lost his mind for a moment when they met, and then saw the poor little guy whimpering again because of the pain.

The pitiful little appearance made Hermione stretch out her hand, and rubbed its head in a soft voice: "My father has no ill intentions towards you, and the injury on your leg needs to be dealt with, is that okay?"

The white cat seemed to like Hermione very much, and its little head rubbed against her hand twice, finally relaxing a little.

In good time, Mr. Granger tried a second time to reach out, and this time the white cat finally stopped moving.

Carefully let the white cat lie on its side, exposing its left hind leg, even Mr. Granger's expression became serious - the inside of the leg was clearly soaked in blood, and even the abdomen was also covered in large swaths of blood red.

"Hermione, go get some hot water," Mr. Granger said as he ordered.

Hermione hurried to prepare hot water.

There was another sound from the other side of the stairs. Mrs. Granger waited upstairs for a while, but seeing that her husband hadn't returned, she followed her down.

"Honey, we have a little patient here who needs your help," Granger said hastily.

The family struggled for nearly half an hour, and finally cleaned up the white cat's wound.The wound was near the bend of the hind leg, a long one, and the wound was quite deep, and it seemed that a lot of blood had flowed out.

"The little guy is lucky. If it's dawn, it will probably be in danger." Mr. Granger took the scissors and cut off the last piece of bandage, and also adjusted the beautiful butterfly section that had just been tied on the white cat's left hind leg.

"Daddy, is it all right?" Hermione asked worriedly, looking at the weak white cat.

Mr. Granger nodded: "In fact, the wound is not bleeding much anymore. Observe for two days. If other symptoms appear, there is still time to send it to the pet hospital."

Hermione let out a long sigh of relief: "Can I hold it?"

Mr. Granger smiled and said, "Just be careful not to press on the wound. It's late now, go to sleep."

Mrs. Granger was more aware of her precious daughter's thoughts. She came out with a bowl of water in her hand: "We have no objection to you raising it, but Hermione, don't forget that you still have Crookshanks, take care of it And adjusting the contradiction between the two cats is what you need to ensure."

"Of course, Mom, and Dad, good night!" Hermione almost couldn't wait to hold the white cat carefully in her arms, and went upstairs after greeting her parents.

Putting the water bowl in a corner of the room, Hermione looked around the bedroom with the white cat in her arms, and finally chose to put it on her bed.

The white cat was very light, and it was only slightly dented on the soft bed. Hermione squatted down and looked at the white cat, and gently stroked it twice: "You can rest easy and recuperate."

The white cat glanced at her and closed his eyes again. It was probably very tired, and it seemed that it fell asleep immediately.

A ginger-colored figure suddenly jumped onto the bed. Crookshanks, who was almost twice the size of the white cat, put his flat head close to the white cat for a sniff, and then issued a hint of warning. Hiss.

Before Crookshanks' cry could fully come out, Hermione raised her hand and patted it on the head: "Crookshanks, go play aside, it's injured and needs to rest!"

Crookshanks shook his head, glanced at Hermione and then at the motionless white cat, turned around twice, finally jumped off the bed with a cry, and nestled back into its cat nest.

Seeing that the white cat was not woken up by fright, Hermione was relieved and unconsciously became happy.

She climbed onto the bed again, and made sure that the white cat was nestled quietly in the bed and fell asleep against the wall, and finally planned to sleep.

"What should I call you?" She muttered, accepting the call of the Sleeping God.

The next day, Hermione felt as if she was being embraced by something warm and soft while half asleep and half awake. It was a very reassuring feeling and made her stretch comfortably.

Then, she finally opened her eyes, and at the same time understood where the warm feeling in the half-dream and half-awake came from.

A warm and furry thing was next to her, and Hermione could even feel the even and small undulations of the hairball.

She blinked, turned her head, and her mouth and nose were instantly surrounded by soft hair.Hermione inhaled subconsciously, and the itchiness between her nostrils made her sneezed loudly.

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