citrus hogwarts

But before things develop in the worst direction of her imagination, she is still Dumbledore's junior, and she still has to maintain due kindness to him.

At least he can no longer belittle him in front of others.

After thinking about it, her stomach began to growl with hunger. Kate stood up, stretched, and went to the auditorium.

In the afternoon, she had to hurry up and practice the spell. She had a hunch that her Blue Bellflower Flame Curse should break through to level 6 today.

She was already anticipating what its Extending spell would be.

……

When she left the auditorium, she was dragged by Harry Ron who was hiding at the door.

"Kate, have you figured out what gift to give next week?" Harry asked mysteriously.

next week?What holiday is it?

After turning her head around, Kate vaguely remembered that September 9th was Hermione's birthday, which was next week.

She almost forgot about this!

Seeing her look just remembered, Ron covered his mouth and smiled gloatingly: "I guess you definitely didn't prepare a gift for Hermione, now you're done."

Kate chuckled, raised her index finger and shook it: "I think you may have misunderstood money ability."

Even if there were only two or three days left, she could give Hermione the perfect gift.

In the past, all she sent were books, and last year, too, she gave a set of extra ancient books and treasures at home.

This year, she can do the same and ask the old housekeeper to send her a good book, which will definitely satisfy the little bookworm Hermione.

"I heard that Hermione is very fond of that rose," Ron smiled narrowly, "and even moved it to a potted plant and watered her every day!"

"Huh? Since when did she become interested in flowers?" Kate frowned with question marks.

She hadn't heard Hermione mention it either.

Harry folded his chest, pretending to be deep and said: "How could she tell you such a thing?"

What's wrong with that?

Looking at their expressions, Kate realized that they probably had different ideas from her own. "I said, if anyone thinks wrong again, I'll knock his head off."

The two of them giggled, made a gesture of closing their mouths at the same time, and left with their shoulders together, laughing and laughing.

These two guys came here to tell her about it, and they knew what they were thinking at a glance.

Although Kate was a little speechless, she had to say that the news they sent was still useful.

Putting aside the impure thoughts of these lily men, her Hermione must simply like to grow flowers.

Isn't it simple? ,

She immediately went back to write a letter and asked the old housekeeper to collect some exotic flowers and seeds and send them over.

Birthday present, done!

So, on September 9th, when Kate went to look for Hermione with a large bag of seeds, not only did she succeed in getting a blank stare, but she also received a closed door by the way.

Early in the morning, I was full.

Outside the Gryffindor lounge, there were many lion cubs coming and going, and every time they passed by one, they could see Kate standing at the gate of their college with a discolored whole body.

That shape is simply indescribably miserable.

It was Harry Ron who saw her when he came back, and quickly pulled her to the corridor beside him.

"What's going on? Didn't you say you came to give Hermione a gift?" Harry looked at her suspicious expression in surprise.

Kate was still in a daze, and when she heard his question, she slowly turned her head and raised the bag containing the fertilizer in her hand.

"I wanted to give her a gift, but she took the seeds, confiscated the fertilizer, and threw a big tantrum at me."

Ron threw aside the smelly fertilizer bag in her hand with a look of disgust, "Did you really give her seeds? Nothing else?"

"Hehe," Kate's mouth twitched, she grabbed his collar, her tone was as cold as ice, "Who told me she likes to grow flowers before, huh?"

Ron's eyes widened, and he explained while struggling, "What does this have to do with me? We clearly reminded you to remember to send flowers, but who knew that you sent seeds with such a big bag of fertilizer as a gift!"

Normal people hear that Hermione is growing flowers, shouldn't they give flowers as gifts?

Who knew that Kate's brain circuit had twists and turns, and she gave away such things. She really thought that Hermione liked to grow flowers!

"Send flowers?" Kate frowned. "What is there to give flowers? They are planted in the soil well, and you have to pull them up and give them away?"

Now not only Ron was speechless, but even Harry couldn't help but said, "Who wants you to like it? The point is that Hermione likes you to send flowers! You idiot!"

Tsk, she was scolded by two brats?

Kate ground her molars, held back Ron and put Ron down. After thinking about it for a long time, she asked awkwardly, "Why didn't I know that Hermione likes flowers?"

"The point is not the flowers, but the sender." Harry explained helplessly with his arms akimbo, "I advise you to hurry up and prepare a bouquet of flowers for Hermione, so that she can calm down."

"Really?" she asked suspiciously.

Harry had no choice but to say: "As long as you send roses and roses, I promise she won't be angry with you again."

I'm afraid that this guy has a weak head and insists on sending chrysanthemums or carnations.

Kate looked in the direction of the Gryffindor lounge hesitantly, and said coldly, "Wait for me here for 10 minutes."

After that, he trotted down the stairs.

Ten minutes later, the two of Harry and Ron entered the Gryffindor lounge with difficulty holding roses that were almost out of reach.

And Kate, who delivered the flowers, could only hide at the gate of the college, waiting anxiously.

She swore that if Hermione didn't calm down, she would bring the two brothers to teach her a lesson!

After waiting for several minutes, Kate vaguely sensed that someone was approaching from behind, and turned her head to look in a strange way——

"Hiss, lightly, lightly, my waist..."

At the entrance of the lounge, two heads, one black and one red, came out, secretly looking at Kate and Hermione, who were thrown to the ground and almost hurt their backs, and at the same time showed an auntie smile.

The relationship between their best friends must be guarded by them!

Chapter 18 Molesting Diary

On weekends, Kate went to the principal's office with her waist supported.

The main reason was that Hermione's pounce really made her a little overwhelmed, her back hurt for two or three days, and it didn't get better until the weekend.

Seeing her like this, Dumbledore almost thought she had suffered school violence.

"It turned out to be with Miss Granger..." The old man understood what was going on as soon as she heard her explanation, and there was a slight smile on his old face. "Be careful when you play around next time."

Kate was so embarrassed that she wished she could find a hole in the ground and get in. She only replied in a low voice, then lowered her head and stopped talking.

Fortunately, Dumbledore also knew that the young man was thin-skinned, so he brought the armor in without asking any further questions, and asked her to continue the conversation from last week.

"How's your day, little Tom?" Armor wrote in his diary in an almost frivolous tone.

Almost as soon as the ink disappeared, the next line of words appeared: "Who are you? Catherine?"

It can be seen that it is worried that "Catherine" will give it to Dumbledore.

"So don't want to see me? Unfortunately, although I went to Hogwarts this week, I left before meeting Dumbledore."

The words in the diary finally slowed down: "Have you been to Hogwarts? What do you want to do?"

"As you said, I went to see that school. The scenery in the school is good, and the students and professors are also good, but it would be great if the headmaster could change."

After writing this, Kate glanced at Dumbledore nervously.

She had tried to belittle him with less violent rhetoric, but it was still quite exciting to talk about usurping the throne in front of others.

"You finally realized how much worse you are than Dumbledore." The diary was very proud. It felt that after being unable to speak for so long, it finally had the initiative to control the conversation.

There was a slight smile in Kate's eyes, and she manipulated the armor to continue writing: "It seems that you can help me drive him out of school?"

This time the diary was silent for a while.

She didn't hurry to urge it, but together with Dumbledore, they each poured a cup of black tea and stood there to taste it slowly.

"I guess it won't tell all the secrets so easily," she drank her lipstick tea and analyzed calmly, "It needs to be stimulated."

Dumbledore, as always, added lethal amounts of sugar and milk to his tea, which made Kate speechless.

"Then how are you going to deal with it?" The blue eyes looked at her calmly.

Kate shrugged: "Let's see the trick."

Anyway, with the White Demon King behind her, she is not afraid.

After a while, writing appeared on the diary again: "I can help you create chaos in Hogwarts, but I need to borrow your body."

Tsk, see you Tuqiongdagger.

This Tom is not very skilled in negotiating skills.

Kate and Dumbledore looked at each other, then manipulated the armor to write: "You want to use my body? Originally, from the name, I thought you were a male consciousness, do you like women's clothing?"

Even Dumbledore almost choked on her words.

The diary was even more stupefied, and the handwriting showed angrily: "I am not! Even if you are a man, I will ask for it!"

"Oh, men and women are not taboo," Kate said with a smile on her lips, and let her avatar write in the diary, "How old are you, why are you so wild?"

Finally, Dumbledore couldn't hold it back, turned his back and coughed a few times, and when he turned his head, he saw the handwriting in the diary that was both out of breath and helpless.

"Catherine! Please don't challenge my bottom line!"

Alas, young Voldemort was too careless.

Kate chuckled and shook her head, and continued to write: "Do you think I would lend my body to a... I don't know what it is so easily? Little Tom, are you too naive?"

No one has ever used the word naive to describe him.

The diary is trembling with anger, the ink disappears and reappears, like a kid who is in line with someone but can't scold them, and can only edit and delete words and sentences repeatedly in the dialog box with anger.

Finally, by the time Kate saw the complete sentence, she was half-drinking her tea.

"I see, you are trying to provoke me on purpose, you don't believe that I can help you at all, do you?"

"Otherwise? You don't even have a body. Use your diary to block Dumbledore's curse. I don't know how many times you can block it?"

When writing this sentence, Kate took a special look at Lao Deng, and found that the old man's emotional management has reached a certain level.

Not only is it not affected at all, but it is also very enjoyable to watch.

"Idiot, you only need to cause a riot in Hogwarts, of course I don't need to do it myself, you don't look like a student at Hogwarts, you probably haven't heard of it, in this castle, there is still a A monster?"

Kate's relaxed expression froze slightly, and she saw Dumbledore sitting up straight, knowing that the main event was finally coming.

"Monster? As far as I know, this castle has been standing for a thousand years. What monster can live here for so long without being discovered?"

As the ink faded away, Kate involuntarily held her breath until a sentence was written in the diary.

"Fifty years ago, Hogwarts monsters appeared. Since you don't trust me, go and check it yourself."

The handwriting gradually disappeared, and no matter how Kate Ren wrote, there was no dialogue.

Unwillingly closing the diary, she pursed her lips and looked at Dumbledore: "Professor, what happened...what happened 50 years ago? What monsters are hidden in the castle?"

Dumbledore's usual gentle expression finally disappeared. He drank the milk tea in his cup solemnly, walked around Kate silently, and took a few steps forward.

"Is it... Missin who can't tell me?" Kate asked hesitantly.

After waiting for a long time to answer, she lowered her head dejectedly, "I see, professor, I still have homework to finish, so I'm going back first."

She turned around and just took a few steps forward when she was stopped by Dumbledore: "I don't know if you can bear what happened 50 years ago, child."

Inexplicably, Kate only felt her nose sore, and turned around to look at him fixedly.

"Professor, even if you don't tell me, I will look it up, even if I search all kinds of books, ask all the ghosts and portraits in the castle, you know, I will definitely look it up."

She heard what Dumbledore seemed to sigh slightly, and then with the temple of his wand, he drew some silver thread and put it in a small bottle.

"Take it back and read it. When you think it through, if you still want to continue investigating this matter, come to the office to find me."

Kate took the small bottle, gave him a complicated look, and exited the office.