Hufflepuff never works overtime

"Okay, it's probably just the Protection of Fantastic Beasts class."

The clerk standing in front of the counter, when he heard her words, the corners of his mouth drooped instantly, and he reluctantly took out a thick glove from under the counter - it is not an exaggeration to call it a sleeve, it is full of scratches. bite marks.

"Do you need a copy of "The Monster Book of Monsters?" the clerk asked feebly. It had been several days since no one came to buy this broken book. He prayed secretly in his heart every day, but his luck seemed That's it.

"Actually, sir, we need two."

Faise showed half of her face covered by books, and looked curiously at the iron cage with a pair of water-green eyes. She only needs to buy this new book next semester, and the rest of the family already has it.

"Two copies?!"

The wailing voice of the clerk caused the customers in the store who were picking out books to cast suspicious glances. The manager also came out of the warehouse. After briefly calming the emotions of the customers, he saw the clerk's attire at this time, and immediately showed a clear understanding. "Is there someone who wants to buy a biting book again?"

"Yes, these two little girls," the clerk tried his best to smile and pointed at the two girls. As soon as he approached the iron cage at the door, he could hear the books inside screaming vigilantly like animals, which made him His expression was even uglier, "They want two copies."

Faith never thought that buying a book could make the shopkeeper show such reluctance, but she also has no interest in "biting books" that can attack people, and she has even started to think about whether it was a mistake for her to choose that elective course decided.

After all, a teacher who can use such strange textbooks must not be a normal person.

"After I finish the countdown, grab one and remember not to let them run around and affect other customers!" The manager pulled out his wand from his robe, and exchanged glances with the heroic clerk.

Faith frowned at the papers all over the floor under the iron cage, and she asked Hermione in a low voice, "What do you think about reading this book after buying it... Even if we don't get bitten, the contents in it probably won't hurt." Not much left."

"Since it is a textbook required by the school, the professor will definitely find a way." Hermione's attention was more focused on the clerk who was struggling with the monster book, and her expression was even eager to try, as if she wanted to volunteer to help.

The weight of knowledge was almost causing Faith's arm to become ischemic. She put the pile of books on the checkout counter and shook her sore wrist, "Merlin's beard... I don't even know your beard... Didn't Professor McGonagall explain to you how Zhang's class schedule should be in the next semester?"

Hermione shook her head honestly, "She only said that I must pass all subjects before I can take all the electives. As for the method of fulfilling that schedule, she hasn't told me yet, but I think there will always be a solution."

"Oops!"

With the clerk's panicked cry, a dark brown fluffy textbook suddenly flew out from the iron cage along his arm, and his gloves were bitten by the other books in the cage at the same time. No time to take care of the one that escaped.

The manager wanted to use magic to control the biting book, but it seemed to have a mind and moved extremely fast. It rushed up and bit his trouser leg until he fell to the ground hard, and then turned his head to look for the next target.

"I won't enter any more of this shitty book, absolutely not!"

All of a sudden, everyone in the bookstore was on the verge of an enemy, and Faise and Hermione put their hands on their wands at the same time.

Stared at by the eyes of those four spiders, the uneven teeth grew out from both sides of the book cover. After seeing its appearance clearly, Faith took a step back timidly, as if to catch her weakness. , who had been quiet for a moment, suddenly rushed towards them.

"Quick Imprisonment /Incarcerous/"

With a flick of Hermione's wrist, a rope shot out from the top of the wand and flew towards the book that opened its mouth wide open. However, the speed of the monster book's movement was unbelievably fast. She threw herself towards Faise's ankle.

Just when the mouth full of buck teeth was about to succeed, a light figure suddenly descended from the sky, and pressed the biting book firmly to the ground with one paw, no matter how much it roared threateningly, it could not escape the control of the pad.

"Crookshanks!"

Faith's expression was happy, and she looked at the cat as if she saw a savior. Hermione didn't miss this wonderful opportunity. She used a binding spell to bind the immobile prey, temporarily disarming the alarm in the bookstore.

"You are such a smart cat." Faith hugged Crookshanks on the ground, rubbed her face against its soft belly, and stroked its back with her palm, "I will buy you a lot when I go back. delicious."

Hermione squatted on the ground and tied the thick rope tied with the monster book. Hearing this, she raised her head expectantly, "I also contributed just now..."

Playing with Crookshanks' soft puffy pads, the cat in her arms still looked dumbfounded, but obediently did not struggle. You get ten Sickles and you can get some lunch on your way to Harry."

"Stingy..." Hermione put the knotted monster book on the checkout counter and muttered dissatisfiedly, "I'm not short of 10 Sickles."

"That's right, after all, Miss Granger is very rich," Faith pretended to nod her head knowingly, "Forget it, you should find a way to solve your own lunch."

"How could you do this to me..."

After subduing the second book in the same way, Crookshanks gracefully wagged his tail, removed his paw from the bound book, and licked his fur leisurely.

Coincidentally, at this time, the door of Lihen Bookstore was pushed open again. Before the tired and sweaty Manager Qiang cheered up and greeted him with a smile, an orange figure rushed up first.

"Meow!" "Chi!"

"Crookshanks?" "Scabbets!"

A big battle broke out in the bookstore without any warning, a cat and a mouse shuttled wantonly between the bookshelves and the crowd, leaving only the two owners at the door looking at each other, and the clerk looked at the mess inside the store and felt like crying. tears.

The chase didn't last long, no matter how sensitive a mouse is, it can't escape an excellent hunter. Scabbers' fate is the same as that of the two monster books. Two or three trembling mouse whiskers can be seen between its claws.

"You cruel beast! What are you going to do to my Scabbers!"

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The author's words:

Finally... finally survived this calamity QAQ

Thanks boss for the reward!Today I can finally read all the time posts I have been saving, and tomorrow will just start the train chapter~

Chapter 170 No

Of course, the cat-and-mouse battle at Lihen Bookstore ended in a disastrous defeat for Scabbers. In fact, if Ron hadn't had quick eyesight and quick hands, the 12-year-old mouse would have even died on the spot that day - being swallowed into the belly of Hermione's new pet.

Since then, Ron's attitude towards Crookshanks has been extremely resistant. According to Hermione, they successfully met Harry at the Leaky Cauldron, but they couldn't sit down and chat for a few minutes.

Because from time to time, the two little guys would catch the gap between the master's distraction and start fighting -- it can also be said that Crookshanks played with Scabbers unilaterally.

Ron was very dissatisfied with this, but Hermione was unwilling to put Crookshanks in a cage again. She still remembered what the other party said, and she wanted to turn Crookshanks into a teapot cover when she was not paying attention thing.

Regardless of whether Mr. Weasley, who has always been unsatisfactory in Transfiguration, can do this, just his behavior of pointing his wand at Crookshanks is also unacceptable to Hermione.

For this reason, the two had a very unpleasant quarrel, and this quarrel spread to the first day of school.

"It's clawing at me again Hermione! Can't you put your cat in a cage on the train? My poor Scabbers can only curl up in my pocket and tremble. Don't be afraid. The beast protects you..."

On the train to Hogwarts, there was a carriage that was extremely lively. The two boys stepped on the train and caught up with the train as always. When they dragged their luggage and slowly found their seats, they were lucky or unfortunate. It was soon discovered that there were still two vacant seats in the carriage where Hermione and Faith stayed.

"Why did you put Crookshanks in the cage? It's the cat's nature to catch mice. Since you don't want your Scabbers to be eaten, I suggest you take care of your pets."

Hermione didn't care about Ron's accusation. What's more, she lowered her head and rubbed against the cat's forehead affectionately, and tapped Crookshanks' paw lightly with her finger, "That fat rat You can’t eat it, it will be bad if there are parasites eating it and ruining your stomach.”

Crookshanks didn't know if he understood his master's words. He blinked his orange cat pupils and gave a cute "meow".

Ever since Ron stepped into this box, the quarrel between the two has never stopped. Seeing the cat's humane behavior, Faith couldn't help reaching out and scratching its chin, "Even Mrs. Granger sighed. Lukeshan is sensible, why is he so interested in that mouse?"

"No way, cats and raccoons hate immoral or suspicious creatures, and rats are just like that."

Hermione was very dissatisfied with Ron's behavior of yelling as soon as he entered their box. You must know that she 'taken' them in out of kindness, and I hope he will not be so ignorant.

"I can assure you that this cat is definitely not a mixed-breed cat. It is at most a mixed-breed long-haired pig. It has no sense of perception, it's all nonsense!"

However, Harry couldn't stop Ron from talking unscrupulously. Seeing that the two were holding a cat and a mouse in their arms, their eyes were about to burst into sparks in the air. If simple words are offensive, then at this time The box must be riddled with holes, which made Faise and Harry who were sitting next to each other sigh at the same time.

The dark sky and scattered raindrops outside the window made the atmosphere along the way extremely depressing. In view of the existence of the two boys, Faise's plan to catch up on sleep on the road was also disrupted.

With the sound of quarreling in the background, she stared at Hedwig's cage in a daze, wondering what would happen if she and Potter released Sonny and Hedwig and let the four animals start a big fight in the carriage. Which one wins in the end?

Intellectually speaking, I am still very confident in Sonny, but this guy has been fed by the rabbi at home for two months, and he has plumped up a lot with the naked eye, and his skills must have regressed...

"Wow-boom!"

The sound of the old car door being slammed open startled Faith, and when she turned around, she found Hermione crossing her arms with a puffed face, while Weasley stood up, glaring at Claire in his seat. rook hill.

"For the safety of me and my pets, I decided to change the carriage!"

"Please," Hermione said with a sarcastic smile on her lips. She deliberately raised her tone to provoke the other party, "Go and see who will welcome you and your stinky mouse."

"Unreasonable crazy woman!"

"Ron?" Harry saw his friend strode away from the carriage without looking back, holding Scabbers in his arms, he stood up helplessly, "Let me go and look for him, what about you, Hermione?"

"Me? It's none of my business. He himself said he would leave if he couldn't stay any longer."

Apparently this time Hermione decided to carry out her partiality to the end, she pursed her mouth and hugged Crookshanks, who had jumped to the opposite seat, as if indifferently playing with the little ears that were flailing in front of her eyes, "Ron said to Crookshanks." The mountains are so hostile, what's the use of me going?"

"Come on...you know he cares about Scabbers."

After persuading him a few times, Harry realized that the other party really didn't intend to go to Ron with him, so he shook his head helplessly, left his luggage and Hedwig in the carriage, and left alone.

After the two boys left one after another, the bustling compartment was instantly quiet, only the sound of raindrops beating on the windows could be heard. Faise turned her head and saw Hermione sitting on the seat with her mouth pouting, resting on her lap. His fingers twitched uneasily, and his eyes involuntarily glanced through the open door to the corridor.

"If you're worried, just go and find them. I can accompany you."

Hearing Faith's gentle voice ringing in her ears, Hermione's small movements stopped for a moment, and her originally stern face couldn't hold back anymore. The anger and unhappiness in her heart that had no place to vent made her ignore her image and was eager to seek Resting her head on Faith's shoulder comfortingly.

"I'm not worried... what does it matter to me where he likes to sit?"

"But Weasley is your friend, isn't he?"

He could hear the other party's duplicity, and although Faith didn't like Ron who was unscrupulous, he was really wronged in this matter, after all, several of the mouse's beard had been pulled off by Crookshanks.

In fact, Faise was also a little surprised by Hermione's preference for Crookshanks, but she still felt that it was mostly because Ron's way of speaking was too harsh, and she needed to pass a step to the tsundere little lion .

"That's why I invited him to come in and sit down. Who knew he would point and point when he came in..."

Faith didn't expect that she would speak for Ron one day, she silently glanced at the intertwined fingers of the other party, "Weasley's character is like that, he didn't mean to make you angry, didn't you often……"

"But I don't like him like this," Hermione interrupted her anxiously, and turned her posture into a half-hugging position, holding Faith's robe firmly with her hands. "He always treats me as a friend." Pointing fingers, last year he targeted you like that, and this time it's Crookshanks."

With her drooping head buried in the other's neck, Hermione at this moment was like a little ostrich, and she did not forget to rub her coquettishly after revealing her heart.

"I don't allow you to speak for him."

Chapter 170 IX The Storm Is Coming

"It's true that I didn't think about it. It turns out that you are helping me and Crookshanks fight for my rights."

Even though Hermione's face couldn't be seen, the other party's red ears and neck still took care of that little thought, Faise couldn't help but chuckled softly, she leaned back lazily Then, he stopped his persuasive thoughts, "Then let him go like this? Until Mr. Weasley finds out his mistake and succumbs?"

She used her fingers to play with the other party's long hair hanging on her chest, and after a while, she heard Hermione's inaudible echo, and a faint smile was drawn at the corner of Faise's mouth.

The moment Hermione got up, she actually felt a little regretful in her heart, leaving the other person's temperature, Faise quickly felt the coolness in the air.

Faith pulled the crooked robe to the position where it should stay, and stroked her cold arm again, only to find that the white breath she exhaled had covered the underside of the glasses with a foggy texture.

"Hermione, do you think it's a bit cold in the car?"

"Cold?" Hermione, who had a large 'hand warmer' lying on her lap, obviously didn't feel the change in temperature. She hugged Crookshanks and stuffed it into Faise's arms, and touched it. The other party's hand frowned and said, "Your hand is really cold, do you have a cold?"

Faith shook her head hesitantly, and she stuffed both hands under Crookshanks, hoping to steal a little warmth from it. The cat on her lap just purred lightly, and did not resist her behavior.

"Maybe it's because it's raining outside. I still felt quite warm in the morning. I didn't expect the temperature to drop suddenly when I got on the train. It's not even August yet."

At times like this, Faise was always envious of Hermione's physique. In England, where the average temperature was low, she always maintained a fiery temperature even in the cold winter.

"I said a long time ago that you should wear more clothes. Is there anything else that feels uncomfortable? Shall I help you get a piece of clothing out?"

After all, Hermione didn't wait for Faise's reply—anyway, the other party would definitely refuse her out of trouble—she stood up and opened the suitcase on the shelf, trying to find a spare robe for the other party. For blankets.

After hesitating for a while, Faise swallowed down the idea of ​​hiding in the box for a while. She didn't want Hermione to worry too much, and the chill came too suddenly, giving her a sense of foreboding.

But the continuously dropping body temperature made Faise feel as if she was locked in a freezer. Fortunately, the temperature of Crookshanks protected her lower abdomen. On the contrary, the extremities of the cold extremities felt a little aching.

Even though Faise didn't say anything, her gradually pale face revealed her discomfort. Hermione bit her lower lip anxiously, trying to pile up all the unused clothes on the other party, and still had to take care of her in Faise's arms. Crookshanks.

"Why don't we close the compartment door for a while, maybe it's because the cold air from outside has come in?" Trying not to tremble in her voice, Faise couldn't help curling up a little while sitting on the seat.

"it is good……"

Hearing what the other party said, Hermione immediately got up and closed the door of the box. Although she didn't know how effective it would be, she didn't have any better ideas to make Faise feel better.

"How do you feel now?"

"I feel better, thank you Hermione," Faith pursed her pale lips, took off her glasses and rubbed between her brows sleepily, then forced a smile, "I want to sleep for a while, can you sit until Come with me?"

Of course, Hermione would not refuse the other party's request. It was only when she touched the other party's body that she realized how serious the coldness Faise was talking about. Goosebumps appeared on the arm the other party was leaning on because of the cold, and she was like It's by staying next to a big block of ice.

If reason hadn't restrained her from doing any dangerous actions, Hermione even wanted to pull out her wand and cast a fire condensing spell on the other party at this time, and then stuffed Faise into the fire.

Under Hermione's serious request, Faise finally took off her shoes and lay down on the car seat. Her body was wrapped in layers of clothes, and there was an extraordinarily peaceful cat in her arms, with her head resting on her thigh. superior.

The bodies of the two were so close that Faise felt that she could clearly feel Hermione's body temperature being continuously transferred to her. She slowly stretched out her hands to wrap around the other's waist, and buried her head in Hermione's lower abdomen, and could Feeling that the other person's body was obviously stiff for a moment, but he quickly relaxed, and gently patted his back with one hand.

"Go to sleep."

Faise also thought to herself to fall asleep quickly, maybe it wouldn't be so cold after falling asleep, she didn't want to see Madam Pomfrey at the beginning of school, and she didn't want to take those bitter and disgusting potions anymore.

Maybe this kind of hypnosis really worked. In that soft embrace, Feisi's consciousness gradually became erratic, and she kept supporting her head not to press down on the other party's neck and let out her strength.

Hermione heard the sound of the other party's breathing becoming more stable, and felt that the weight on her legs was no longer changing, so she couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief. Her pair of shiny brown eyes no longer stared at the other party's peaceful sleeping face, and she stretched out her hand to hold Fei. Wipe off the cold sweat from Si's forehead.

Just staring at each other for a long time, whether it was out of worry or distracting thoughts, it was rare for Hermione to perform her duties as a stove heater and a pillow without moving, and she didn't even want to take out a book to read.

Only occasionally I would look up at the dark sky outside the window, the dense raindrops knocked on the glass, and there was an undercurrent surging outside the train, as if a huge storm was brewing.