[HP] Neko who disappeared

I'm very popular with the Weasleys, but there's not much I can do under the circumstances.Harry said he was going to sleep on the sofa and left me a bed, but I held him down. Charlie nodded at me, and finally the twins sat on the sofa with me.

"Irina, I want to ask you something."

"Say."

"We want to open a shop."

I looked at the twins and smiled slightly. "Where is it? Hosmeade?"

"Temporarily decided in Hosmeade, the rent in Diagon Alley is too high."

They sighed and stretched out their hands at the same time: "You reminded us that Bagman might give fake Galleons, we identified that it was indeed a fake, and asked him to pay our money. Now In other words, although the first tranche of funds is available, it is not enough.”

"why me?"

"Because you're the only Hogwarts student who's started a career? And we're on good terms."

George made a bitter face, and lowered his voice a bit: "We don't have enough OWLs certificates, but the key transformations, spells and herbs are all O."

"That's why Mom didn't go crazy."

Fred sighed: "It's a pity that the potion is an E. If the potion is an O, you can advance. That bastard Snape, you must have an O to go to his advanced class. I hate him."

"This way you don't have many classes, so you can focus more on research and invention."

I nodded thoughtfully: "You may not need much technology, but you are short of money, and you still have connections."

"Smart, yes, this is our sincerity."

The twins directly stuffed me with a piece of parchment, and then blinked: "Harry is good enough, he and Ron Hermione also touched the castle all over the place, but I miss you Irina Might need a little more."

I smiled and accepted the paper, touched my pocket after thinking for a while, and gave them ten Galleons first.

"I agree to invest money, but I don't need anything in return. You just need to do well. I have known you for so many years and I still trust you. By the way, let's make an appointment at Diagon Alley this time. See you at Gringotts. "

After reaching an agreement with the twins, we spent the night on the sofa without knowing whether we were asleep or awake. After one night, Sirius still didn't come to pick me up. I hesitated and decided to go back with the Weasleys first.

I don’t really care if Mr. Ronnie follows Sirius. He is an absolutely smart cat. I’ve noticed from the time of the basilisk that he can teleport—even in Hogwarts. A place with no restrictions is even better.

"Irina will go back with us first?"

Mr. Weasley was not there either, and the elder brother Bill led everyone. He gave me a friendly smile. He looked very gentle and elegant at first, but he abruptly snatched a portkey among a group of people.

I stood aside and watched with Harry and Hermione, sweating profusely, but everyone in the Weasley family showed an expression of "it's good to get used to it". Ginny pulled my sleeve and whispered in my ear very seriously : "Don't look at Mr. Bill's appearance, he is actually fierce."

"Ginny, what are you talking about?"

"It's nothing, I'm just telling Irina that Bill is amazing."

"..."

Don't show such a sweet smile, Ginny, I will still believe that you are telling the truth.

I twitched the corner of my mouth, the eldest brother of the Weasley family is indeed... well, cool enough.

After returning to the Weasleys' house, it was almost in the afternoon when I waited for Sirius. He didn't look well at all, and even had an annoyed feeling: "Rita Skeeter is scribbling again!"

"I've seen Sirius reported, but you know she's not scribbling."

Seeing Mrs. Weasley sincerely persuading Sirius, I couldn't help but snickered with Harry.You must know that if Rita really wanted to write scribbles, she would definitely write about the fact that the black magic mark was Harry's wand, but she didn't write it. Instead, she expressed the possibility of Voldemort's return with fear and exaggeration ...

Tsk tsk tsk, this rhythm is really beautiful.

In the end we returned to 12 Grimmauld Place through the fireplace, Sirius sent Hermione home, and Harry and I sat in the dining room alone, or rather, I watched him do his homework.

Halfway through, Harry stopped writing and looked at me, as if trying to see a flower in my eyes: "Irina?"

"Huh? What's the matter?"

"Where's Mr. Ronnie?"

"In my room."

I paused before opening my mouth: "Maybe I went out to play."

"He didn't go to the World Cup, did he?"

I looked at him and suddenly smiled: "What do you want to say dear?"

I don't think Mr. Ronnie's tail can't be hidden. After all, when I was at the World Cup camp, I turned around and saw him standing at the door of the tent.Although Harry didn't say anything at the time, I knew he had seen his expression at that time.

"I want to say..."

He considered it for a while, and finally sighed: "Irina, how were you and Sirius a while ago?"

"Huh? With him? We get along pretty well."

"I didn't say that."

Almost biting the quill, Harry simply threw the pen away, rubbed his temple with his hand and said, "I mean..."

"You are so hesitant today, what do you want to say?"

I glanced at him, and I probably knew what he meant, so I simply pierced a layer of window paper: "Then what about you and Hermione?"

"Huh? Ah what! What me and Hermione!"

"Aren't you together?"

"no!"

We looked at each other for a while, and Harry groaned and scratched his hair even more messily: "Well, not for the time being."

Huh, fight with me?

"So, what about Sirius?"

Harry looked up at me suddenly, the original tangled expression on his face disappeared, and instead he became a little more serious: "What do you think of him?"

"What are you talking about? What and who?"

I gave Harry a smug smile: "Hmm, what do you think, my dear?"

Harry: ... shot!Sirius, can't you come back even one second late!

I looked back at Sirius, who looked puzzled at the angry Harry, and then blinked back at Harry.Sirius looked at us, and seemed a little amused: "Harry, why are you talking so mysteriously, why don't you let me listen?"

"It's nothing, it's just about the Weasley twins, they seem to be about to open a joke shop."

"Oh yeah?"

The topic was turned by me just like that, but even if it was turned away, it was impossible to leave it like this all the time. When it was time to go to bed at night, Harry came directly to my room and sat on the chair next to him very seriously.

"Pajama talk?"

I was wearing my nightgown and curled up under the quilt and looked at him with a displeased face: "Harry, aren't you cold?"

"You are willing to let your brother get sick, but you are not willing to gossip with me."

"Oh come on."

I rolled my eyes and motioned for him to hold Mr. Ronnie.Mr. Ronnie is warm, an absolute source of heat, and usually he sleeps directly in my bed with me: "What do you want to ask?"

"Nothing, I just wanted to ask..."

Harry's eyes sparkled in the night, and his irrepressible gossip cheered him up: "Did Sirius kiss you in front of the tent that day?"

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