Hogwarts: The frog cub brings back the Dragon Slayer Crystal at the beginning

What a cat's heat is like, Lorne doesn't know - because he didn't have a cat before adopting Tom.

But when he saw his Tom's cat's eyes red, he leaned over to sniff the tabby's butt on the desk.

He knew... It's over!

"Whoa—whoa—"

With a desolate scream, Professor McGonagall had changed back into human form, gritting her teeth and pinching Tom's mouth with her hands.

Its mouth is made of rubber, and it is pulled very long.

It can be seen that Professor McGonagall has lost some of her temper, and is probably in a state of anger now.

"Mr. Geralt, is that your cat?"

Professor McGonagall asked Lorne in a hoarse and slightly serious voice, dragging Tom who was still barking.

There wasn't much anger in her tone, but Lorne could feel that the normally graceful Professor McGonagall was already angry.

“... Yes, Professor, it's my cat. "

Lorne stood up and replied with a somewhat helpless expression.

After all, this time it was really Tom's trouble, so why not? I had to smell Professor McGonagall's ass after turning into a tabby.

And as the owner of Tom's cat, he has no reason to refute it.

Thinking of this, Lorne couldn't help but glance at Tom who was still screaming

It can only be said that it deserves it.

"Professor, this is the cat we both had together!"

And Hermione, who recovered from the shock, also quickly stood up, ready to share some responsibilities for her boyfriend.

"I don't think I said I could bring pets in class!"

Professor McGonagall looked at the young couple in front of her with half-squinted eyes and said in a slightly serious voice.

When Tom was about to sniff her, she was shocked - it was the first time she had encountered such a thing since teaching at Hogwarts.

"But—"

As soon as Hermione opened her little mouth to speak, she felt her little hand be pulled twice by Lorne, which only made her hold back what she wanted to say.

Her clever little brain immediately reacted to what Lorne meant.

This is not the time to talk back to Professor McGonagall.

"You put this cat out there and pick it up after class. "

As Professor McGonagall's hand strained, followed by the flick of his wand, Tom flew upside down through the window.

Directly planted into the snowdrift, looking very embarrassed.

Looking at Professor McGonagall with a blank face, the two of them didn't say anything more.

Tom's behavior can only be said to be self-inflicted.

As the bell rang for the end of class, Lorne and the others walked out of the classroom and found Tom lying in the doorway.

Its blue fur also has some snow on it, and it looks very embarrassed.

"That's the tabby cat that Professor McGonagall became, remember to be honest next time you see her. "

Lorne taught.

If you don't make it clear in advance, I'm afraid Tom will be going to Professor McGonagall again.

After hearing Lorne's words, Tom nodded hurriedly.

Realize that you have understood.

It couldn't help but tremble when it thought of the fierce old witch.

That old woman is really scary, and the tabby cat she has turned into is quite good-looking.

After Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration class, they didn't need to go back in time with a time turner, as there were no electives overlapping.

After clearing the snow from Tom's Slytherin robes with his wand, Lorne took his pet to the Great Hall.

Speaking of which, I don't seem to have seen Sirius in the past two days, and I don't know what he's doing with Lupin...

Lorne and Hermione were walking in the snowy hallway, and behind them, Tom was walking briskly on his short legs—as if he was afraid that he would not be able to see his two owners the next moment.

It can't be helped, after all, it has only been at Hogwarts for a few days, and it is naturally very dizzy with this gorgeous castle.

And at this moment, with a soft grunt around the corner in front of him, a hunchbacked figure dressed in tatters appeared in front of several people, and behind him, there was a scrawny cat.

It was Filch and his favorite cat, Lady Loris.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Filch. "

Lorne greeted politely.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Geralt. "

Filch also grinned and smiled wrinkled when he saw the polite blonde wizard in front of him.

His tone was slightly cold, but Lorne didn't care.

After all, Filch is only interested in punishing wizards like them, and if he smiles at you and speaks in a happy tone, there's a good chance you're out of luck - like being locked up for a few days or cleaning the entire Hogwarts bathroom.

This caused many young wizards to bypass him in panic after seeing Filch, for fear that they would be noticed by the watchdog.

And Tom Cat, who was following Lorne, thought a little in his eyes when he saw Lady Loris.

I didn't go straight over with red eyes like before.

It was afraid of the skinny-looking cat in front of it—another old witch had conjured it.

"It looks like Mr. Filch is in a good mood. "

Hermione blinked her brown eyes as she looked at Filch's back as she left.

You know, in the old days, Filch would never smile at them.

"The two brothers, Fred and George, haven't had time to play pranks lately, probably because of that..."

Lorne guessed.

Now the twins know how to study all kinds of interesting spells every day, and they don't have the heart to play pranks at all, and they rarely even go on night tours.

"Tom, are you looking at Lady Loris?"

Hermione patted Tom, who was still in a state of distraction, and asked a little funny.

Tom's eyes were visibly staring at Lady Loris.

"Madame Loris is not an Animagus, you might try to pursue her. "

The little witch couldn't help but encourage with words.

I don't know what Filch's expression will be when he sees his Lady Loris pregnant.

Hermione couldn't help but think.

(It's late, it's late, just got back from the hospital!, start updating right away-)