citrus hogwarts

Wrapping the Veela hair into the jewelry box, Kate took two steps back and solemnly bowed to the dressing table in front of her.

"Ancestor, I left them here. If you know the heroic spirit one day, it's good to come back and have a look at them."

Originally, she took them away just to complete the task, but now that the task has been completed, there is no need for her to forcefully keep the beloved things of her ancestors.

She turned around to look at Jingjing, and asked with some uncertainty: "Jingjing, do you think I have changed much compared to just now?"

"The little master is as kind-hearted as the young master!" Jingjing praised with a suppressed voice.

Well, just know that house-elves have no aesthetic.

Kate was speechless for a while, and left here with it.

Returning to the main building, Kate made an excuse to let Jingjing leave first, went to the lounge by herself, and turned on the system while eating snacks.

"System, is there any more missions?"

[Main task 3: Enroll in Hogwarts and complete the sorting ceremony. 】

This can only be done after two months.

There are still more than 50 days, she can't just waste the past like this, can she?

The long-term high-intensity study has made Kate feel flustered as soon as she is free, and she can't sit still after eating a few small biscuits in the lounge.

"Exquisite!"

As soon as the words fell, Jing Jing appeared beside her, bowing down respectfully: "What is the little master's order?"

"I want to practice a spell, and I need a quiet room without being disturbed."

She put forward her request precisely, "It's better to be a place where I can stay in it all day."

After a few months of wandering outside, her dead-house attributes started to flare up again.

"There is a special training room in the west building. The sunshine over there is very good. I can take the little master there, and then prepare tea and snacks."

This is a good place, enough for her to practice the spell for two months, right?

Thinking of her unevenly unlocked spell interface, Kate couldn't help feeling helpless.

It's been a year, not only have I failed to unlock advanced spells, but none of the learned spells can be practiced to the level of specialization. This efficiency is too low!

With a mentality of being especially dissatisfied with herself, Kate simply followed Jing Jing to the west wing.

I stayed in it for seven or eight days in a row, and only came out when I was eating, going to the bathroom and taking a shower.

For this kind of fulfilling life without leaving home, Kate herself is quite comfortable.

On the contrary, Rand couldn't see it first, and on the ninth day after she entered the training room, he personally lifted her out of there.

"It's a good thing for the little master to practice hard, but you must also pay attention to the combination of work and rest!"

"Jingjing, the training room needs to be cleaned this week, temporarily close it!"

Kate, who was reprimanded, raised her hand pitifully: "Then I can go to the library..."

"Little master should spend more time in the manor. If you don't want to stay here, you can go outside to play with Miss Granger."

Rand, who was rarely angry, raised his eyebrows and rejected her proposal.

Kate's eyelids twitched, only to realize that once she started living a fulfilling life, she forgot about Hermione.

She was in a hurry when she left before, and Hermione hadn't received her letter, so maybe she was more worried about her.

Scratching her little face a little aggressively, Kate could only obediently follow the old butler's instructions, and went back to her room to write a letter for the owl to send.

"Grandpa the housekeeper..."

Realizing that her bad habit of discriminating between day and night as soon as she was focused had recurred, Kate naturally felt guilty when facing the old housekeeper.

"Don't be angry, I won't do it next time!" She lowered her head and apologized earnestly.

Rand was rarely angry at her, but he was also thinking about her body.

The scene of Kate's magic riot was still vivid in his memory. As the butler of the Safik family, how could he not care about the body of the sole heir of the family?

Seeing her bowing her head and admitting her mistake at this moment, he had nowhere to vent his anger, so he could only reach out and pat her on the shoulder.

"Go to Miss Granger's house, do you need me to prepare anything for you?"

Kate raised her head in surprise, seeing Rand's friendly expression, she shook her head a little sourly, "No, I'm just going to play for two days, and I'll be home soon!"

"Well, then I'll wait here for the little master to come back."

Chapter 11 Kate's small lecture class starts

When Hermione received the letter from the owl, Kate was also sent to the old house at No. 445 by the spirit.

Originally, she was a little worried whether Hermione would be angry with her because she hadn't contacted her for so long.

As a result, through the window, she could see the lion cub galloping towards her house from the next door.

As soon as the door was opened, Kate didn't even have time to say anything, and Hermione rushed her into her arms.

"Kate, you're coming to live with me? Really?"

Skillfully wrapping Xiaonian's slender waist with one hand, Kate turned around and closed the door.

Now she is no longer the weak chicken with speed and double E in the past, and it is still easy to hold a child.

"Put on slippers first." He calmly put Hermione down, and took out a pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet and placed them on the ground.

Kate raised her head, showing a doting smile on her exquisite face that had faintly faded from childishness: "Be careful of catching a cold."

For some reason, Hermione blushed for no reason, even though she was facing a face she had seen many times.

"I... It's obviously summer now!" She came back to her senses suddenly, broke free from Kate's arms, and defended herself forcefully.

"You can also catch cold in summer." Kate added lightly, hugging her chest.

Aside from those inner words that are only open to herself, her external performance has always been unhurried.

That's why even the old housekeeper who got along with her day and night always thought that she was just an obedient child with an introverted personality and few words.

It was only when facing Hermione that she would let go of her adult soul a little bit.

For example... pick up your demeanor as an elderly person, and take care of Hermione like a child.

Hermione pursed her lips in dissatisfaction, and hurriedly put on her slippers, then raised her head again, "I'm already 11 years old, and my mother said that I'm an adult, and I can live outside alone."

"Yes, yes," Kate agreed rather amusedly, "I guess a certain little adult should be at home these few days and study hard at the book I gave you?"

Hermione blushed.

She has always been like this, before going to a new environment, she will always learn everything about this environment first.

Especially, that is the magical world that many children dream of.

Just those books that only record the scenery of the magic world have made her addicted to it.

If Kate hadn't sent an owl to deliver the letter, she would probably have been in the study all summer.

Seeing her faltering and refusal to speak, Kate knew that she had guessed correctly, and she not only sighed in her heart.

Hermione and she really love learning just as much...

But Hermione was simply fascinated by the new knowledge, while she practiced hard to save her life.

So Hermione, who loves learning so much, did not enter Ravenclaw, probably because her nature was suppressed these years, and she was not released until she met the other two little lions.

Holding Hermione's little hand and walking into the living room, Kate had just prepared tea and snacks, and was waiting for the little guy to fall into the trap.

Compared with the outrageously exaggerated manor living room, the old house here looks much warmer.

It wasn't the first time Hermione came to her house, she sat on the sofa quite naturally, and asked a series of questions like turning on the water.

"Why do goblins rebel?"

"How were those magical animals born?"

"Also, why is it that my parents are Muggles, but I'm a wizard?"

Good guy, each question is more tricky than the last.

Kate scratched her face, and if she continued to ask this question, she could only study biology and history now.

In order to maintain her image of an elderly person, she wisely picked up the pastry on the table and stuffed it into the little mouth that was still asking questions.

The cool fingertips that were covered with the pastry crumbs accidentally touched the lips that were still opening and closing.

Hermione froze for a moment, and swallowed the half-read question abruptly mixed with the sweet pastry.

"Is it delicious?" Kate asked with her eyes bent with interest, before she noticed her abnormality.

Nodding her head, Hermione quickly looked away, and anxiously picked up the tea in front of her and took a few sips.

such a strange feeling...

Why does Kate get a weird tactile sensation just by touching her...

It's itchy, not uncomfortable, and even, I want her to keep touching her.

Hermione, who had never experienced such a strange feeling, completely forgot the question she was talking about just now, and even forgot that she was pouring water violently now.

"Cough! Cough cough..."

She lowered her head and coughed violently after being choked, her little face flushed instantly.

Kate looked at the little lion who could choke on drinking water with a dazed expression, and hurried over to pat her on the back.

"Don't worry, these are all prepared for you, if you don't have enough, there are more."

Who said she choked on something in a hurry to eat!

Hermione raised her head at once, her red eyes stared round, "I'm not..."

Her voice stopped abruptly, and she turned her head away guiltily.

Kate will definitely laugh at her when she says this.

Her mind turned back and forth in an instant, Hermione tried her best to swallow the itch in her throat, and just wanted to return to the topic just now, but when she raised her head, a slender and white fingertip stretched out.

"Look at you, tears are coming out of your cough."

Kate reluctantly reached out and simply wiped some of the crumbling water stains in the corners of her eyes. After wiping, she felt something was wrong again.

Didn't you cough?

Why is your face getting redder?

Frowning strangely and looking at the child, Kate thought for a while, then lightly touched Hermione's forehead.

Fortunately, no fever.

She secretly breathed a sigh of relief, recalling Hermione's questions just now, and began to try to explain each one with sentences that a child of this age could understand.

"I don't know how much you know about this goblin rebellion..."

Hermione stared blankly at her as she explained gently.

For some reason, Kate was talking about the questions that had puzzled her before.

But now, she doesn't seem to want to hear it anymore.

By the time Kate finished telling the story of the goblin rebellion, her mouth was dry.

As soon as he picked up his water glass and took a sip, he saw that Hermione's face was still blushing, and she seemed dizzy.

Is it because the weather is too hot?

She lowered the temperature of the air conditioner again, and leaned over with concern: "Hermione, did you understand just now?"

Hermione, who had just recovered, blinked and looked at her blankly: "I... no."

Sure enough, some of the words just now are still too difficult for 11-year-olds?

Kate touched her chin in distress: "It's okay, I'll tell you again."

"Hmm... okay." Hermione lost her mind again as she looked at the light-colored lips that were still stained with tea-colored water.

At least today, the efficiency of Kate's small lecture hall is probably epic.