I'm Malfoy's cat

Snape grimaced and knocked on the wall of the Slytherin common room, to be greeted by Draco annoyed that he shouldn't have let Jemini run out on his own when curfew was about to begin.

Draco bit the bullet and asked the expressionless Snape. When he went out to find Jemini, Draco was unfortunately caught by Professor Snape at the door. In desperation, he had to ask the professor to help him find Jemini, for which he stood here and was sprayed with poison for half an hour.

"Professor, haven't you found Jamie yet?"

"Meow meow meow meow~" I am here~

Draco blinked, looking down.

Jemini's short paws struggled to hold Snape's calf, and his round buttocks sat on his instep, completely covering Snape's original shoes, making it look like Snape was wearing a pair of shoes. Only furry boots.

Snape tore Jemini off his feet and threw it to Draco, saying "Look at your cat!" and left quickly, as fast as if some monster was chasing him.

Draco and Jemini were left staring at each other in the common room.

In the following days, Jemini would visit Hogwarts with Mrs. Norris during the day, and go back to sleep peacefully with Draco at night.

In fact, visiting Hogwarts during the day is more interesting, and he even sat on the podium with Professor McGonagall when she turned into a cat and waited for the students who were late.

Draco had a very funny expression when he saw him, he must be wondering how Jemini, who started from the lobby later than him, got to the classroom before him.

When the golden eagle brought Jemini's new batch of cat food again, Neville's grandma sent him a memory ball.

But this time Malfoy didn't notice this little episode, because Jamie dragged Draco to the lobby early in order to eat delicious cat food early, and then he bragged about his life at home like many students flight history.

Flying lessons were due on Thursday, and Jemini decided to follow Draco to the milestone lesson that had successfully helped Harry Potter make the Quidditch team.

Definitely stop Draco from picking up that goddamn memory ball this time.

When it was almost 03:30 on Thursday afternoon, the Slytherin students all came to the field in front of the gate early, and they waited until 03:30 before the Gryffindors rushed over.

Jamie stood aside and grabbed a broom that Draco finally found that didn't look so broken, "Take your hand away, Jamie, I don't want to wait until I'm about to ride it and he turns into a broom." Be bald!"

Jemini slapped the broom away with his paw, and walked away in disgust.

Zabini laughed so loudly that even Pansy couldn't help a small laugh.

Mrs. Hooch, with short gray hair and yellow eyes, came. She was a little impatient, and she yelled loudly for everyone to stand beside the broom.

"Put your right hand over the broomstick," cried Mrs. Hooch ahead, "and say: Get up!"

"Get up!" everyone shouted.

Draco's broom jumped directly into his hand, and he looked at Harry proudly opposite, but his face was a little unhappy after Harry also easily got the broom.

There were only a few obedient brooms, like Hermione and Ron's brooms rolled on the ground several times, and Neville's brooms were even motionless, Neville's face was almost bleeding.

When everyone, including Neville, which was no easy feat, got their brooms, Mrs Hooch then showed them how to get on a broom without slipping off their heads.She walked up and down the line, correcting their handshakes.

Draco was corrected many times by Mrs. Hooch, but because Draco had practiced at home for a long time, some habits were hard to get rid of. Jemini meowed unceremoniously from the side.

Don't know if he was rooting for Draco or just laughing at him.

"Now, as soon as I whistle, you kick your legs off the ground and kick hard," said Mrs. Hooch, "hold the broom steady, rise a few feet, then lean forward slightly, and fall straight back to the ground. Listen to my whistle—three—two—"

Kid Neville lived up to expectations and flew up on a broom ahead of time because he was too nervous. He swung around in the sky like a mad cow, and many girls below screamed.

"Come down, kid!" Mrs. Hooch yelled on the ground. Unfortunately, Neville was pale and hugged his broom tightly. He didn't know what to do. His hands were sweating. It was getting slippery and he couldn't hold on to the broom.

Jemini had been running all over the field with Neville. He was going to hide the memory ball when it fell, but so far he hadn't seen anything fall.

Neville rode his broom higher and higher until he couldn't hold on to his own broom and slipped off the broom.

"AH!!!!!! Jamie's down there!" Pansy suddenly grabbed Draco's sleeve and screamed, apparently she cared more about Jamie than Neville's life or death.

"My God!" Zabini quickly ran to Jemini.

Draco, who had been hanging high beside him, suddenly pulled out his wand and shot the Levitation Charm at Neville who fell down.

"Wingardim Leviosa!"

Neville finally stopped when he was only a few meters away from the ground, which made everyone breathe a sigh of relief. Jemini also successfully received Neville's memory ball, but before he could hide the ball, Zabi Ni picked up.

Some girls even cried softly, but more people cheered and applauded Draco.

It is natural for the Slytherins to applaud Draco, but the Gryffindors will not be stingy with their applause at this moment. Sometimes these impulsive little lions still have some merits.

"Slythering 30 points, for Mr. Draco Malfoy's beautiful use of magic and witty reactions." Mrs. Hooch announced loudly, and then took the frightened Neville to the medical room. "I'm taking this kid to the hospital, and none of you are allowed to move! Put the broomsticks back where they belong, or you'll be kicked out of Hogwarts before you can even say 'quidditch'. Come on ,Honey."

"You're amazing, Draco!" Harry clapped vigorously. Because of Jemini, Harry still feels that a boy who raises such a cute cat is just a little arrogant. Draco's impression was not that annoying. Although Ron, who was standing next to him, was a little reluctant, he smiled at Draco.

It was Hermione, the future Miss Know-It-All, who was eager to rush up and discuss with Draco how he used the spell so perfectly.

Draco's vanity was gratified, but it wasn't Slytherin style to accept compliments from a group of Gryffindors.

"Look at that big stupid guy just now," Draco folded his arms and smiled ironically, and his words made many Slytherin students laugh in agreement, "he won't be so lucky next time someone comes to save him That precarious mind."

Harry pulled Ron, who was blushing, "But you still saved Neville, didn't you, thank you, Draco."

"Harry!"

"Ron, you can't tell right from wrong! Draco saved Neville!" Hermione taught Ron loudly.

Draco, who watched Gryffindor himself strife, sneered and walked away from the group of rude Gryffindors with his head held high.

He needs to teach a certain disobedient cat a lesson!

At this time, Jemini, who didn't know it, was lying in Zabini's arms, staring blankly at the memory ball that had turned red between his paws, but the problem was that he couldn't remember what he had forgotten.

Could it be that he is actually on the same level as Neville? ! !

No matter how Jemini was taught by Draco, at least he successfully prevented Harry from entering the Quidditch team and became the youngest Seeker ever recorded in history. Congratulations! .

As for Harry, he'll never know about it.