Journey to Hogwarts I am a cat

Five years later

Macmillan·Family·Main House

Dark night

There is no light in the dark night sky, the moon hides in the clouds and refuses to come out, and the stars are forced to accept the mischief along with the moon.

There are two large beds in the spacious bedroom. The little five-year-old boy is sitting on a chair, his indifferent white eyes staring at the books on the table, [Seventh Grade·Potions]

Charles McGemillan has been a little anxious recently. It's not because he has a bottleneck in magic, nor because he's going to Hogwarts. After all, he is only five years old. Of course, it's not because his brother of the same age is half a head taller than him, but because of his new... Little pet - a little snake.

The glass-like scales and transparent body can even see the snow-white heart and various organs inside. The blood-colored snake eyes look unattainable. Of course, if it is an adult, the little snake that has just hatched is extremely cute.

Blinking his little eyes, he wrapped it around Charles's white wrist, making a circle of wealth. (I wrapped it around twice)

As a rare glazed blood-eyed snake, it is not an ordinary picky eater and only eats the essence and blood of the owner it recognizes.

(Note: There are a total of 10 drops of essence and blood in the body of an underage wizard. It takes a month to condense after use. It will not condense again until the essence and blood in the body is used up.)

Even though he, who has a special bloodline, only has 20 drops a month, this little snake needs 5 drops a day to barely eat enough.

In order to prevent it from starving to death on the way, we can only give it a drop of blood essence every day. The little snake is not full of energy every day, but its blood is so strong that it will not die.

Charles raised his eyebrows and traveled to a different world to become a member of the MacMillan family. It was particularly happy with white creatures. If it had been before, he would have thrown the little snake away as much as it was troublesome.

Back to the topic

After traveling through time, he stayed with the MacMillan family in England and learned that the world he now lived in was magical. When he was 11 years old, he would be sent to Hogwarts to learn magic.

In order not to fall behind others, he has been working hard to learn magic. Now he has learned all the courses, but he has never experimented with a magic wand.

"dong dong dong"

"Charles, do you know where Argors is? It's been hard to see him in the past few days, God! He's only 5 years old and running around. Looking at him, I might as well let me taste Mrs. Ogg's bad ass Apple Pie”

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, accompanied by Mrs. Thea's loud voice.

Charles stood up and went to open the door. The little snake lowered its head meekly, looking like real jewelry.

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Thea, I didn't see my brother." The young man's cold voice was accompanied by a hint of milky milk.

"Oh! God, that's too bad," Mrs. Thea said, and then suddenly thought of something, "Oh! By the way, there's still a place to look for! What a naughty little guy." "It would be great if he was as good as you." "

"Thank you Mrs. Siya for the compliment."

After speaking, Mrs. Siya turned and walked down the stairs.

Charles was about to return to the room when a hand was placed on his shoulder.

"Dear brother, did you miss me?" came a low but somewhat milky voice.

"Let me remind you, my brother, we have been separated for less than a day." Without hesitation, Charles pushed his brother who was a little bit chubby, walked to the bed, picked up clean clothes, and walked to the bathroom.

The water with just the right temperature washed over the little boy's thin white body, his wet hair clung to his scalp, and the slowly rising white mist covered the scene with a transparent veil.

The little boy outside the door narrowed his eyes and quickly shrunk, turning into a cat with black fur and green eyes, no different in size from an adult cat.

I saw this black cat crawling into his brother's bed without hesitation and shamelessness. The big white and silver bed had a big bulge that anyone who was not blind could see.

After taking a shower, Charles, who had dried his hair and changed into pajamas, looked on indifferently, lifted up the quilt, and held his brother by the back of his neck.

"Brother, you are already 5 years old. At this age, even Muggle children sleep in separate beds," the white-haired boy said in annoyance.

Yes, this is not just the first time. About a month ago, this brother didn't know why he was crazy and insisted on sleeping with him.

"Meow~" He was answered with a meow.

I don’t know how to answer you, because I am just a cat. What bad thoughts can a cat have?

Helpless, who makes him his brother? The McMillan family cares about this the most.

Putting his brother on the bed, he turned into a cat with white fur and white pupils. For some reason, this cat seemed smaller.

Jumping on the bed, getting into the quilt, and transforming into a cat queen, the boy especially liked the quilt.

What cat doesn’t like a warm place?

The little black cat nuzzled up to the little white cat, licked its fur, and then held it.

The little white cat felt the wet warmth on its body, rubbed it, and fell asleep.