"Okay, Ron, I can find a chance to ask Professor McGonagall."
Harry, whose courage was inspired by Professor Blaine's presence, made a decision that was more in line with his wishes.
Hermione's beautiful brows furrowed. She glared at Ron with dissatisfaction. She opened her mouth as if to retort, but when she was about to speak, Crookshanks appeared from nowhere and was holding a fat one. She was already frightened and fainted. The passing mouse jumped onto her knees.
"Does it have to eat that in front of us? It will stink up the common room!"
Ron also frowned and said with disgust.
"You can go out on the patio and eat this, Crookshanks--"
This was a good thing to say. Even Hermione didn't want things like mouse intestines and blood to be stained on her clean wizard robes. She said softly, wanting to pick up Crookshanks and take him out of Gryffindor. They were in the common room, but unexpectedly, Crookshanks, who was squatting on her knees, suddenly jumped onto the coffee table, avoided Hermione's hand, and stared directly at Ron with a pair of yellow eyes.
"Kick it away, Hermione!"
Ron angrily pulled out the planetary trajectory map from the foot of Crookshanks that he worked hard all night, stared at Crookshanks in disgust and said,
"It almost ruined our astronomy class homework. Besides, Banban is sleeping in my schoolbag. Do you want him to watch this cat eat its own kind?"
Crookshanks stared at Ron motionless, but after hearing this, the tip of his furry tail swayed. He glanced at Ron's schoolbag, raised his chin, and looked like Ron was better. It showed a mouse in its mouth, with an inexplicable light shining in its yellow eyes.
"What exactly are you going to do?"
Crookshanks' appearance made Ron even more vigilant. He hugged his schoolbag and asked impatiently. However, Crookshanks did not waver at all. He just stretched his neck forward and bit lightly. bit the mouse in his mouth.
"I'll think about it again-"
Crookshanks' appearance confused Hermione, but Harry suddenly laughed. He couldn't help but look at Ron and expressed his thoughts,
"It probably wants to trade the mouse in its mouth for your Scabbers, Ron!"
Ron was stunned for a moment, then glared at Hermione angrily,
"You see, Hermione, this insane cat wants to kill Scabbers. I really don't understand why you have to bring this beast back!"
"Stop talking nonsense, Ron!"
After shutting up Harry with a domineering look, Hermione said impatiently,
"There's no reason for Crookshanks to do this. Maybe he just wants to introduce a friend to Scabbers!"
With that, she stood up and tried to hold Crookshanks down again.
Crookshanks avoided Hermione's arms again. He seemed to have realized that the deal had failed. The little boy in front of him was not willing to exchange the fake mouse in his bag for the real one in his mouth, so he jumped to the sofa. It slowly squatted down on the armrest, a fierce light flashing in its eyes.
What happened next can only be described as a disaster.
Crookshanks turned his head and threw the rat out of his mouth, which had regained consciousness. By coincidence, it caught Hermione's roommate, Lavender, who was worried about Professor Trelawney's prophecy. On the bow that Brown was wearing, Lavender, who looked confused, took off the mouse from the hairpin of the bow and put it in front of his eyes...
ah!
The frightened scream that could pierce the eardrums instantly silenced the noisy common room. Before Hermione could apologize for Crookshanks, Lavender had already lost the mouse again before she threw herself into Patil's arms. Go out, draw a beautiful arc in mid-air, and fall on Neville and Seamus' chessboard.
The mouse reacted quickly. It quickly left the overturned chessboard, crawled along Neville's knees and climbed onto his chest. Then, with a flying jump, its claws hooked Neville's nostrils!
"All petrified!"
The unexpected fright made Neville look like he was about to suffocate. Fortunately, on the other side of the common room, Ginny, who was talking to Colin or something, had quick eyes and quick hands, and threw a petrifying spell, hitting Neville's nostrils accurately.
While everyone was suppressing their laughter, Neville, who had a round and red face, stood up tremblingly. This made the stiff claws of the fat and immobile mouse unable to hook his nose. After a snap, , fell heavily to the ground.
Hearing this voice, Neville's cheeks, which were a little baby fat, trembled again. In a daze, he remembered the night after the final exam of the first grade, the fear of being sealed by the petrification curse...
"Sorry, Neville--"
Hermione hurriedly walked around one student after another, and came to Neville who was slumped on the sofa again, her sweaty face full of apologies.
"It was just an accident, Neville, Crookshanks didn't mean it-"
Before Neville could speak, a violent roar suddenly came from the direction of the fireplace. Hermione quickly looked back and was shocked at the sight.
While everyone's attention was attracted by the mouse, Crookshanks swooped over and dug his four claws deeply into Ron's schoolbag, tearing it viciously.
"Get away, you stupid beast!"
Ron tried to pull the schoolbag away from Crookshanks, but Crookshanks held on, baring his teeth and tearing at it.
"Don't hurt it, Ron!"
Hermione screamed, because Ron, who couldn't drive Crookshanks away, was manically using his schoolbag as a windmill, but even so, he still couldn't drive Crookshanks away. Banban flew out of the open schoolbag.
In order to catch these two crazy little animals, the little wizards in the entire lounge took action. Finally, Scabbers was pulled out from under an old chest of drawers by Ron, while He, who had messy hair and was in a state of embarrassment, Minze fell to the ground and held down Crookshanks who was struggling desperately.
"You're happy now, aren't you?"
Looking at the skinny bones, tremors and sieve-like spots in his palm, Ron yelled in anger.
"Crookshanks just--"
Hermione's eyes were sparkling, and she weakly wanted to explain to Crookshanks, but before she could finish her words, she was rudely interrupted by Ron.
"That cat just wants to have trouble with Scabbers. When are you going to admit it?"
"How could you talk to Hermione like that, Ron?!"
Ginny hurried over from the other side of the common room, gently hugged Hermione's frail and trembling shoulders, and glared at Ron, who was trying to coax Scabbers back into his pocket.
The angry Ron raised his head and was about to say something, but when he saw Hermione with tears in her eyes, he hesitated.
"Don't let that beast show up in front of me again, Hermione, or else--"
Ron muttered something that only Hermione and Ginny could hear and walked away angrily, leaving only an even more angry Ginny and a sad and helpless Hermione.
"Ron is just too worried about Scabbers, Hermione -"
Harry said hesitantly. He looked at Crookshanks in Hermione's arms. He agreed with Ron's opinion rationally. This weird big yellow cat seemed to be targeting Scabbers, but he couldn't help it. Min said this in front of me,
"Don't worry, I will go and persuade him."
Harry, who was already depressed about not being able to go to Hogsmeade, sighed heavily and walked towards the dormitory with a tired pace.
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