Hogwarts I am Miss Ka's Dog

"Want some weird beans?"

In Professor McGonagall's villa, Ron was sitting in a small corner, unnoticed and transparent.

The snacks he was holding in his hand were also brought from home, shared with Neville who was also unpopular.

"Sorry, my grandma won't let me eat this snack."

Neville did not dare to take the strange-flavored beans from Ron's hand, and looked in the direction of his grandmother with some fear, who was still talking to Professor McGonagall.

Among the wizard families present, only Weasley and Longbottom were pure-blood wizards.

"Have you ever tasted weird beans that smell like boogers?"

There seemed to be nothing to talk about, so Ron could only find one to talk about.

By the way, the equally fat boy next to me is very boring.

"Funny beans that taste like boogers... Do you know what boogers taste like only after you've eaten boogers?"

Send a soul inquiry to Ron.

Neville really couldn't imagine what boogers tasted like, at least he hadn't tasted them himself.

"Fred said he ate it."

Blaming it on his brother, Ron couldn't say that he had eaten boogers. This was still a shame.

After thinking about it, I felt that this kind of blaming was not enough, "George has eaten it too!"

Geminis should be in pairs.

Ron continued to take out the strange-flavored beans from his pocket and put them into his mouth one after another.

"Do you know who that boy is sitting in front of Professor McGonagall over there?"

Looking at the senior boy over there wearing a gorgeous suit and wearing various medals, being praised repeatedly by Professor McGonagall, he was also the focus of the banquet.

Neville could even see the aura of God behind this man.

"Oh, my brother, Percy."

There is no respect for this brother at all.

Ron thinks that the other person is too pretentious, always speaks with an emphasis of an adult, and is always praised by his mother in various ways. Every time he does something bad, he compares himself with his brother.

Everyone would have a psychological shadow.

"Your brother is very powerful."

Almost all parents who visit Professor McGonagall cannot compare their children with Percy, who is like Prince Charming in fairy tales.

Handsome, tall, handsome, serious, honorable, and excellent in studies, he is definitely someone else's child in the eyes of his parents.

Although Neville did not have inferiority complex, he was envious of the other party.

He has so many honors, his parents must be very happy and proud of him.

"I also want to be as powerful as your brother and have many medals, so that my parents can be happy for my honor. If they are happy, they have a chance to wake up."

Envy is not because of selfishness.

Neville just wanted to share these honors with his parents lying in the hospital bed, so that they could understand that as a son, he had worked hard to grow up.

"What's the use of those honors...Would you like some strange-flavored beans?"

Said somewhat sourly.

He belittled Percy, but in his heart, the person Ron wanted to be the most was Percy, because this brother was the most perfect existence in his ideal world.

With his own efforts, he will win all the awards he can and truly set an example for his younger brothers and sisters.

"No weird-flavored beans."

Rejecting Ron's kindness, I also wondered why Ron still had strange-flavored beans in his pocket.

Neville saw that the other party had been cooking all afternoon, so he ate this food all afternoon.

"Then don't eat. You can have dinner later... Look, my mother ran to the kitchen to work again. She is always like this, very enthusiastic."

Mrs. Weasley prepared the food for the lunch banquet, and Mrs. Weasley was responsible for the dinner.

This mother is extremely happy today, and her elated state is not due to the praise of other parents, but due to Professor McGonagall's affirmation of her three children.

Whether it's Percy's abilities or Fred and George's abilities.

Proud of his son's honor.

In addition, due to the status of the Order of the Phoenix, Mrs. Weasley usually prepares meals for the Order of the Phoenix. Professor McGonagall does not feel ashamed to cook.

Proficient in using magic, arrange for Fred and George to ride broomsticks to buy groceries and prepare banquet-level meals.

Including Ron's favorite, grilled chicken drumsticks.

Professor McGonagall said personally that Ron had a talent for Quidditch. If he could exercise more and develop his body, he could join the Gryffindor Quidditch team.

"Your mother is so kind. The food she cooks is so delicious... If my mother wakes up, she will also prepare delicious meals for me."

Neville lowered his head and whispered.

I wasn't bullied to tears by Malfoy's people, but I was made to cry by the warm scenes of the Weasley family.

When Ron wasn't paying attention, he lowered his head and ran away, looking for a place where no one was around to recover his emotions.

……

The sun goes down.

The lights of Hogward Village were lit up, and Professor McGonagall's villa was extremely lively. Through the window, you could see a dinner party being held in the villa, and the laughter of children was making noise all around.

So many wizards who returned to Hogward Village from Portkey stopped to look in the direction of Professor McGonagall's villa, wondering why the villa that had been unoccupied all year round was so busy tonight.

The Woley family's villa.

"If you want to talk, go there now."

Cassandra put her hands on the girl's shoulders, giving the hesitant girl a hint of encouragement.

For Hermione, who has just entered the magical world, finding companions is crucial, as this will determine her future social circle.

The dinner party at Professor McGonagall's villa was the most suitable occasion for Hermione to find a companion. The people who came were all students of Professor McGonagall at Hogwarts. At least everyone would not speak harshly to each other and stay in a friendly state.

By communicating with them, Hermione can quickly integrate into the new group.

"no need."

Shaking her head, Hermione turned around and rested her head on Cassandra's shoulder.

"Actually, it's pretty good now."

If she really comes into contact with these people, Hermione is not sure whether it is what she pursues, integrating into them, being welcomed by the wizards, and not rejecting her because of the situation of ordinary people's families.

It's just because Hermione doesn't understand the magical world. For the past ten years, she lived as a girl in the ordinary world, ordinary and without any advantages.

The sound of cooking came from the kitchen, and the mouth-watering aroma of vegetables wafted out.

"Come on, let's go eat."

Cassandra patted the girl's back and could guess a little bit about her thoughts.

"Tomorrow I will ask Ricardo to accompany you to Diagon Alley. Maybe the answers to the knowledge you need can be found in books."

Through observations in the afternoon, Cassandra knew Hermione's character.

Like a cat, it is extremely sensitive to all changes in the outside world and is eager to learn everything so that it will not be confused.

Books are the best way.

"Sister, won't you come with us?"

I have always felt that Cassandra was very kind. She subverted Hermione's view of an aristocratic young lady. She was noble and elegant, and her speech had the aura of a superior.

Especially when she saw Ricardo buried in Cassandra's arms, Cassandra's doting on Ricardo made Hermione envious the most.

In my heart, I regard this girl with a strong aura as my sister.

Hermione originally found a family in the wizarding world, looking for a life that was different from the ordinary world, to gradually make up for the missing part of her being a wizard.

"I will accompany you there, but there are some family matters that need to be dealt with, so I can't accompany you to buy stationery."

Cassandra felt tired inside when she thought about the tedious work.

Every day, I can only rely on my younger brother to gain energy for the next day. Without my younger brother, I am afraid that the next half year will be a boring and crazy life.

As for Hermione, Cassandra was not worried that she would have a good impression of Ricardo.

He looked at his brother who was serving food over there, preparing a table full of sumptuous dinner, and taking off his apron. His appearance and temperament made people feel sunny and warm, and his gentle smile gave people a sense of security.

The only flaw is that he has a loyal dog personality.

Thinking about the stupid dog that moves, rubs and crawls around in her arms every day, as long as the figure of her brother passes through her mind, a smile will appear on Cassandra's lips.

"..."

Hermione looked at Cassandra's expression and lowered her head.

It's this smile again, an enviable smile.

It seemed that my sister would only smile like this when facing Ricardo.

Hermione's teeth clenched her lip.

Perhaps Ricardo is the reason why my sister has become so mature and powerful.

"Sister, let's eat."

He walked up to Cassandra and forcefully snatched her sister from Hermione's arms.

Holding his sister's slender waist, there is not a trace of excess plumpness, and the fit-fitting buttocks are full of elasticity. This is what fascinates Ricardo the most.

"Is my sister fat?"

Looking at the sumptuous food on the table in front of her, Cassandra tried hard not to make the sound of swallowing so obvious. The food cooked by her brother always made her stomach unable to resist.

Maybe there are only two kinds of rice in this world, the food cooked by the younger brother, not the food cooked by the younger brother.

I really want to eat it all, but if I eat it all, I will definitely gain weight tonight.

Cassandra is self-conscious about her body shape.

"Not fat, my sister definitely has the best figure!"

After saying that, he directly picked up his sister, the princess.

There was no pressure, and he easily carried his sister to the dining table. In the end, he did not put her on the chair, but leaned in his arms and sat on his knees.

"Humph, that's a stupid way to do this just to please. I will definitely do the same to other girls in the future!"

The only thing I'm dissatisfied about is sitting in my brother's arms.

Cassandra has always been the dominant one, and she can perform the intimate gesture of a princess hug in order to regulate her emotions, but in terms of the subjective consciousness of all actions, as the sister, she must be the dominant one.

Just like now.

"I believe that my sister will drive away all other girls who try to get close to me."

Realizing that his sister wanted to leave, Ricardo didn't want to lose the opportunity to hold his sister in his arms.

Press the other person hard into your arms.

As for the initiative...

Is this initiative enough to kill the woman who is close to my brother?

"Wouldn't that make me, the older sister, too domineering, leaving you without a girlfriend?"

Cassandra's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was danger in Cassandra's eyes.

"If that's the case, then kill the younger brother to help the older sister."

Loyal dog?

That was just the state of being a loyal dog when she was in my sister's arms. Now it's the other way around. My sister is in my brother's arms.

Ricardo looked absolutely serious.

If Kassandra waved her wand and issued Avada Kedavra next second, she would never escape and let her sister destroy herself.