Harry Potter's Bastard

"Can't you be generous?" Hermione gave Ron a disgusted look as she hugged Crookshan, "A cat has messed with you, too?"

"This monster has messed with Spotted!" Ron slammed the table, and for some reason, Ron began to get excited, "Your monster always wants to catch my Spotted, and it has been dangling next to me all night, if it hadn't gotten a chance, Spotted might not have had as much luck as last time!"

Some time ago, Ron and Hermione had an unpleasant quarrel because of Ron's mouse and Hermione's cat. However, the two of them chose to let go of this unpleasant experience under Harry's persuasion, but today I don't know what happened, and Ron brought up the old story again.

"I told you last time!Crookshane is a cat!A cat! Cats can catch mice, how many times do you want me to talk to you before you understand?" Hermione didn't like Ron's tone now, and her attitude was tough.

"Anyway, you keep your cat away from Spotted!Spotted won't get rest anywhere this monster is!" Ron's quill tip had been poked off by him. "Spotted can't always stay in my bag or pocket, he needs to move. "

"Then you'll put your rat in the bedroom. Hermione sat down across from Ron with the cat in her arms.

"This monster will sneak in, just like last time!" Ron stared at Hermione, still unflinching.

"And what do you want to do? Well, let me lock up Crookshank to make room for your rats?

"Then you'd better do it!"

"Alright, can't you two stop arguing?" Harry rubbed his hair and straightened up in his chair, "I'm getting bored, let me be quiet for a while." "

"You look terrible. Hermione looked at Harry's face and said, "You look terrible. "

"The endless training has left me with no time to do my homework or ...... with you"

"Ahem!" Hermione coughed suddenly.

Harry had reacted in time, Ron was still here, and he had almost slipped out.

"Together for what?" Ron looked back and forth between Harry and Hermione with suspicion.

"Nothing. Hermione stroked her hair, then pretended not to care and changed the subject: "It's Hogsmeade Day soon, are you all going to go?"

"Only third-year students are allowed to go to Hogsmeade, do you think we're going to go?" Ron said, still angry.

"I don't think I'll be able to go. Harry said sadly, "You can't expect the Dursleys to sign the application for me, can you?" I dare say they wouldn't sign the application if it were to be brought to them, and they would be glad to see my disappointment." "

"Oh, I've never heard you talk about it. Rholi was immediately diverted by Harry's words. "Then you can't go to Hogsmeade, I've wanted to take you to Duke Bee for a long time, what can I do now?"

"Maybe you can see if she can agree to let you go to Hogsmeade tomorrow Professor Grid. Hermione also knew that Harry's application was not signed, but unlike Ron, Hermione was able to come up with a solution quickly, even if it might not be very good.

"That's all I can do. Harry sighed and leaned back in his chair.

He's been really annoyed lately, Wood's training has consumed a lot of Harry's time and energy, and he's not even spent as much time on the Patronus Charm as he has spent on the toilet, it's not that Harry hates training, Harry understands Wood very well, Gryffindor hasn't won a Quidditch Cup for too long, and in Wood's last year, Harry said that he would help him get the trophy back, but that doesn't mean Harry can't tell the priorities. As Solim had told them, the Patronus Charm had a long learning cycle, and Harry was really worried that the next time he encountered those Dementors, he hadn't mastered the Patronus Charm, it was a big problem, Harry didn't want to faint again, and the scream that echoed in his ears always gave Harry a strange feeling.

The training of the Quidditch team, the delayed practice of the Patronus Charm, the reality that he basically couldn't go to Hogsmeade, and the recent pressure to keep it a secret from Ron all made Harry irritated and exhausted.

Oh, and counting the homework assigned by the professors.

"Hermione......" Harry said weakly, "I beg you, lend me your astrological charts, I really don't have the energy to flip through the books." "

Hermione stared at Harry for a few moments before reluctantly pulling her homework out of her bag.

"When you're done, go and rest, it's really worrying that you're the way you look now. Hermione handed Harry her homework.

Ron's eyes were fixed on Hermione's homework, and he wasn't done yet. But what happened next made Ron forget about his homework.

Crookshank had jumped off her knees as Hermione rummaged through her bag, his eyes unblinking, and the tip of his hairy tail gently wagging at it. Then, without saying a word, it came with a surprise attack.

"Oh no! you goddamn monster! let go!" Ron yelled as he snatched his bag with Crookshan. But the big ginger cat just cites it.

"Ron, don't hurt him!" Hermione screamed and stood up.

The whole lounge was watching the excitement. Ron spun around with his bag, Crookshank still holding on, and Spotted jumped out of the top of the bag.

"Catch that cat," Ron yelled.

By this time, Crookhill had let go of his bag and jumped under the table to chase the frightened mouse.

George lunged over to grab Crookshank, but didn't. Spotted sprang between everyone's legs, and at once rushed to the bottom of a cabinet. Crookshank stopped abruptly, crouched low, and began to reach under the cabinet with his front paws in a rage. Ron and Hermione hurriedly ran over, Hermione grabbed Crookshank's waist and lifted it up to another place, while Ron lay on the ground, and with great difficulty grabbed Spotted Tail and pulled it out.

"Look!" he said to Hermione furiously, shaking in front of her with Spotted, "it's skinny! Don't let that cat get near it!"

"It's not Crookshan's fault!" Hermione's voice trembled, "I'll tell you again!Crookshan's cats! Cats love to catch mice, you can't blame him for that!"

"Then who am I to blame? huh? You? you insisted on buying this monster at the time!" Ron angrily put Spotted in his pocket, "Or should Spotted blame, blame him for being a mouse?"

The students of the entire lounge were stunned as they looked at the two of them who were arguing with red faces and thick necks. _

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