Journey to Hogwarts I am a cat

In the secret room where the Philosopher's Stone is stored under Hagrid's pet Fluffy, a battle for the Philosopher's Stone between Voldemort and the Savior is going on.

Now at a fever pitch, the two circled the room.

In the corner, two furballs who have cast the ancestral invisibility spell to watch the fun are watching the show with gusto, oh!Also nearby were a ferret and a fiery red fluffy bird.

It was Charles and Argors, Draco who looked frightened, and Gu Yu who was watching the fun and not taking it too seriously.

Gu Yu, who was a little nervous after being pulled out, saw three small animals. (One of them was cast a transformation spell)

Oh, it turns out they are all monsters, that’s okay, let’s kiss each other o(n_n)o and give full play to the Chinese people’s habit of loving to join in the fun.

Charles was nestled next to Argors, his eyes drowsy as he kept pecking at the rice.

I was still in bed before going to bed, and as soon as I opened my eyes, I somehow ended up here. The back of my neck still hurt so much, I guess it was because I was carrying it by the back of my neck.

Forget it, I can’t beat him anyway (the little white cat secretly vowed to work harder to learn magic and defeat his mentally retarded brother as soon as possible)

Agors: Hahaha, don’t forget your brother when you are watching the fun. I am really a qualified brother*:??(???`)??:**罒▽罒*

It was almost done, Dumbledore and the professors were coming soon, and Harry was about to slap Voldemort to death.

The little black cat picked up the nape of the sleepy little white cat's neck, called the little ferret and the little red bird, and walked vigorously towards the bedroom, parting ways with Gryffindor Guyu on the way.

When they arrived at the bedroom of the three of them, Draco climbed into his bed with a dazed look like "I'm going to tell my dad", and at the same time, the transformation magic failed.

The little black cat took the little white cat in its mouth and struggled to jump onto the bed. He went up, but half of the little white cat's body was still outside the bed. The feeling of suspension made the little white cat wake up a little, and he shook his body that was exposed outside the bed. The tender pink paw pads, with the front paws pulling hard, forced the cat to lie on the bed.

The little black cat crawled into the quilt with the little white cat in its mouth, curled up into a ball, closed its eyes and counted the sheep.

——————Gryffindor Bedroom——————————

The fluffy little red bird rolled around on the bed. The bedroom was empty at this time (except for the petrified person), and Gu Yu rolled around in the messy bed without any scruples.

Comb each soft and shiny feather, peck out the defective ones, and new ones will grow the moment the feathers fall off.

Before I knew it, there was a pile of small fiery red feathers on the bed.

After regaining his senses, Gu Yu looked at the bed of feathers and comforted himself that he could make a rod core for Mr. Ollivander during the vacation in exchange for a good sum of money or a favor.

Collect the feathers and put them in the ring, then move the petrified person to bed, cover him with a quilt, wash yourself and go to sleep.

----------Magic stone------------

The battle ended with Harry defeating Voldemort. Dumbledore and the professors arrived and took the unconscious Harry back to the infirmary.

---------Principal's office----------

Dumbledore sat on the chair, stroking Tangtang in his arms. The keen observation of birds made Tangtang know that Albus was in a very low mood at this moment.

"Tangtang... I probably shouldn't let a child endure this... but I have no choice..."

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ps: Dumbledore is not a heartless person. He knew from beginning to end that Harry and Voldemort would die together in the end, and the saplings he planted would be chopped down by Voldemort with an axe.

But he has no choice. He is already old. Meeting two Dark Lords in his life, one is his secret "lover" and the other is his student, has already consumed too much energy.

He did too much for the wizarding world. He personally sent his lover to prison and never saw her again for the rest of his life. He personally arranged to kill Voldemort.

In order to alleviate the pain of others, he chose to hide the news that Harry would die, and finally told Snape as a last resort.

So when I saw people criticizing Dumbledore on the Internet, I said I didn’t understand.

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