The big orange is the most important [comprehensive British and American]

—This is difficult, quite difficult, and even more difficult.

The group of wizards is quite xenophobic. You can tell that no matter what school they are in, they are far away from ordinary people.From Hogwarts, which has a long history in the British Isles, to Durmstrang, who believes in pure blood in Norway, from Ilvermorny, which is located on the top of Mount Greylock in Massachusetts in the United States, to advocating freedom, enthusiasm, In the beautiful and romantic France Beauxbatons, almost every magic school is far away from ordinary people.

There are also various ways they use to protect themselves. They either hide themselves with various spells, or simply stay away from the crowd and sit near the polar regions, relying on the natural climate; to block most ordinary people and then make up A bunch of various expulsion curses, no matter whether you advocate freedom and equality or firmly support pure blood, they have maintained such a consistent attitude on the matter of "exclusion", which is almost like "we don't welcome ordinary people" "These words were made into a huge signboard and then gilded and hung outside the school.

Even from the mysterious "Three Saints of the East" with a long history, as a descendant of Da Vinci, born in a magical family, as the daughter of the famous Gwani John Zatara and Syndra, Zatar Na Zatara, under the premise of carrying such a long string of incomparably brilliant names, has no way to penetrate into their group a little deeper. For so many years, she can only stay in the "touched, seen Have, heard of, almost worked with".

But even though she has only been in contact with wizards a few times, she knows that before a wizard has not been exposed to courses such as "how to control one's abilities", "how to use and channel one's magic power", if a wizard has emotional fluctuations, it may cause Magic riots, that's why she came into contact with wizards. After all, the Ministry of Magic, the official organization of wizards, is not vegetarian.

And the ways of magic riots are various, from all the items that may take off in place to explode at the same time, from sudden long-distance teleportation to deforming items, all kinds of strange things may happen.To be fair, although Zatanna complained about their xenophobic ways, she also felt sorry for the hairlines of those Aurors in the Ministry of Magic who were responsible for dealing with the aftermath of the little wizard's magic riot.

——I'm afraid I'm going to be bald.

Known conditions: Fiona Belekova is a psychic protected by white witchcraft, and it is extremely unlikely that she would want to move her cat without her consent; Supplementary conditions: She is a wizard and did not accept After any training, no one knows what will go wrong if the magic riot occurs; at the same time, Batman really really doesn’t want to become an orange cat anymore, so let’s solve it next:

How to get her to donate her cat without revealing her identity or scaring Fiona?

Zatanna decided to lower Fiona's vigilance by chatting first, in case she was lucky enough to inadvertently persuade her to take the orange cat for surgery: "This cat looks really..." She wanted to say at first " "Healthy", but this cat really made Zatanna unable to praise it unconscionably. In the end, after a lot of thinking, she finally picked out a more normal compliment:

"Very solid. How long has it been with you, Fioshka?"

"It's been many years." Fiona counted with her fingers: "Well... among the orange cats, it is considered to be healthy and long-lived."

Zatanna found the blind spot all at once: "That's really old. Have you ever been sterilized?"

——Wow, after these words came out of her mouth, the aura of the orange cat changed instantly. The completely unsuitable agile posture quickly climbed up to the height of the counter, occupying a favorable strategic position, waving its front paws and protesting at the owner Fiona:

Do not sterilize!

It's a pity that Fiona, who can't understand the cat's language, can't understand the spiritual intention of the orange cat at all.She froze for a moment and explained:

"No, it's never been in heat."

Anyone who has ever raised a cat knows that raising a cat is not as easy a job as many people imagine.Don't look at those wild cats living a rough life. After a cat is actually taken home, there will be a lot of things to bother the owner. Add oil and salt like rice, pay attention to the condition of the cat litter every day so that it can be sent to the doctor at any time, and the most important thing is to take the cat to neutering after it reaches a certain age.

Let’s not talk about how annoying cat meowing/spring will be if it is not neutered, and it will make the house dirty at ordinary times. Let’s just take a step back and talk about how good neutering is.Sterilization of male cats can reduce testicular tumors, prostatic hypertrophy, and urinary system obstruction caused by estrus, while female cats can also effectively reduce the risk of pyometra, ovarian cysts, tumors, and mammary glands after sterilization. Risk of diseases such as atrial tumors and uterine fibroids.

But Fiona's orange cat is different from other cats. It just ignored Damian who was holding a tuna fish to try to seduce him, and meowed at Fiona. This move in the past was spiritual enough.

For so many years in the League of Assassins, Fiona has only felt the deepest emotion:

lonely.

Thalia usually doesn't teach her very much, and only let her take the most basic courses with most of the Assassins in the League of Assassins. After all, she and the assassins take a different path. The chief's daughter treated harshly the little girl her old friend left alone.The relationship between Damian and her when she was a child was neither bad nor good. She had an awkward position in the League of Assassins, and she didn't dare to make too much demands. Every time she saw Talia use that kind of When she taught Damian in a harsh, almost abusive way, she would feel a little bit of envy, because at least someone took care of him.

But both of her parents died, her life experience was ominous, and she didn't even have anyone who could justly reprimand her.

Before this orange cat came to her, during the days when she was alone in the League of Assassins, the most common thing she did every day, apart from meditating and reading, was to spend countless mornings and dusks alone. , sitting in the Japanese room with knees hugged, looking at the faint morning light and afterglow on the distant cornice that slowly brightened and then gradually dimmed after more than ten hours.

The morning sun is beautiful, but the sunset glow is not too much, and the dim afterglow is projected into the room, stretching her lonely back for a long time.At this time, crows occasionally fly by in the sky. This kind of carrion-eating bird is obviously a symbol of auspiciousness and auspiciousness in the far east, but in a place like the League of Assassins, it becomes like them The color is just as ominous now.

A piece of black feathers fell leisurely, blown by the evening wind and blown past the window of the little girl with short brown hair——

And at this moment, on this fateful day, at this preordained moment, his body was covered with mud and fallen leaves, dirty and thin, and he was simply the orange color of the spokesperson of "weak, pitiful and helpless" The cat rushed into Fiona's room, meowed and jumped on it. It was so precise, fast and steady. At a young age, it has the momentum to smash robbers with fifteen pounds of weight in the future .

Since then, Fiona has never had much time to feel sad about her life. Just being responsible for feeding the cat and shoveling the cat's excrement every day is terribly fulfilling.

Fiona shook her head, pulled her thoughts back from the past, carefully recalled her orange cat's actions over the years, and reaffirmed:

"It has never been in heat, and I did not operate on it out of humanitarianism."

"Hmm..." Zatanna immediately had a new guess. She walked around the cat, but she wasn't sure. After all, such an old cat doesn't go into heat, and it seems to be able to see the soul. He can understand human language, and according to Batman's previous description, this cat seems to have the ability to think for itself. When it knocked the criminal unconscious with its weight that day, everyone thought it was Fiona who threw the cat out bravely. However, Fiona, who hurried out to find the cat afterwards, overturned this guess with her own actions—in other words, the cat may have become a spirit, which is the most common cat for psychics and wizards. Familiar, also known as "witch's partner".

Cats seem to be bundled with supernatural power no matter which country they are in, and based on what Zatanna has seen so far and accumulated experience, there are indeed unusual cats who will actively choose weak owners to carry out Protected things happen.If this conjecture is true, then almost every clue can be matched, such as how Fiona, as a witch and psychic, has never heard of it in so many years without caretakers and guides. Those who have experienced magic riots, the answer is self-evident:

Her orange cat protects her.

But aren't witches' companions generally black cats?After all, legends about black cats being able to communicate with spirits can be found everywhere, and orange cats have always been the cute ones in the cat group. For example, Fiona’s orange cat curls up its body and stretches its legs, looking like a cat. Big chicken legs, no wonder Zatanna didn't believe it:

"Has this cat always been an orange cat?"

"Yes." Fiona affectionately grabbed the orange cat by the back of the neck and sent it to the roller again: "You should know the weight just by looking at it."

Zatanna decided to write down a note in her little notebook when she went back: not only black cats but also big fat oranges can be psychic.

The orange cat who had to sweat on the roller again: refuse color discrimination!and!who is it!Who is strangling the nape of my fate!