Journey to Hogwarts I am a cat

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Snape slammed the door and walked out.

"Oh~, youth is good, full of vitality." Dumbledore was not angry at all when he saw Snape like this. He looked at the place where Snape left with a smile, and kept stroking Tangtang's golden feathers with his hand. .

The big golden bird named Tangtang suddenly thought of something and sighed humanely.

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Charles strode toward the Hogwarts playground, followed by the smiling Argors. His waist-length white hair was slightly brushed, like a shelled egg slightly transparent in the soft sunlight, attracting the attention of those around him. The little girl kept peeking.

Charles was unaware of his own beauty. He glanced at the nymphomaniac classmates around him expressionlessly, his white eyes like a piece of ice that could not be melted.

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"Okay, walk to the left side of the broomstick and say "get up" with emotion."

Today, Gryffindor and Slytherin, two eternal enemies, actually met twice in a row. Normally, the smell of gunpowder would have started.

But this time, no one cared about it.

"I'm going to Harry, this...isn't this the new flying broomstick? Some kind person. (/≧▽≦)/~┴┴" Ron's mouth was so open that he could almost put an egg in it. , said to Harry next to him with a look of disbelief.

"Why can't it be given to us by Hogwarts?" Harry was a little confused.

"Oh! God! I heard from George and the others that the broomsticks have not been replaced several times since the founding of Hogwarts." Ron scratched his head, "But he might be lying to me, but these broomsticks are very good. !”

"Oh⊙?⊙!" Harry expressed doubts.

"Oh! I'm going out for a trip. Don't get on the broom without permission, or you'll never ride again." The flying class teacher suddenly thought of something and looked at the little lions and the little snake with a threatening look.

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But after a while, the naughty little snake and the little lion got into trouble.

Draco stepped forward and snatched away Bubbaton's memory ball, playing with it in his hands with mockery in his eyes.

"Give him the memory ball quickly!" Seeing his roommate being bullied, Harry took a step forward and said to Draco.

"Heh, come up and grab it if you want it." Draco looked disdainful, kicked off his hind legs, and flew high into the air.

Harry gritted his teeth and flew up on his broomstick. The first time he went to the sky, Harry hugged the broom tightly and trembled a little. However, as the son of a perfect father, Harry quickly mastered the flying skills.

Charles looked up at the two of them. The sun was particularly dazzling today, and his slender hands rubbed the broomstick in his hands.

"Brother, don't you care? The professor is coming back soon." Agors narrowed his eyes slightly and whispered into Charles's ear, "After all, he is a MacMillan, and his character is not as good as his father's." Agors pretended to be helpless.

The warm breath blew on his neck, making Charles feel a little uncomfortable.

"You take care of too much, and my father doesn't interfere too much with his father." Charles glanced at Argors slightly from the corner of his eye, "You don't take care of Harry either."

"Well... Harry is different. He has to deal with that person."

Charles was a little surprised. He was a little puzzled that Voldemort was not directly called by his name. He was fine at home, but he kept getting sick when he arrived at Hogwarts. He was a strange prophet.