HP solves the mystery

Severus had no idea of ​​the kitten's plan. He was currently holding the little black cat in a red cloak, with an emerald basilisk crawling on his shoulders, waiting for the camera to click the shutter.

Fu Maomao didn't know what was so good about such immobile Muggle photos, but he still cooperated in taking pictures so that he could let him go quickly, because it was too shameful to change clothes, and he didn't want to wear a pink shirt at all.

The basilisk wore a big red bow on its head and asked Severus if he was handsome while shaking his head.

The cat gave it a look of disdain, then tugged on its bow tie and straightened its posture.

Severus suppressed his laughter and picked up the camera to take many photos of the basilisk and the cat cubs. He was a little regretful that he could not take pictures of the basilisk and the cat cubs when they were young.

Speaking of which, it was all thanks to Zhang Mingyuan, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to remember to buy a camera. He really couldn't remember.

Moreover, after the photos are taken, there is no room at home to develop the photos, so the camera has to be sent to a photo studio to develop the photos, which is also a bit troublesome.

Severus got over his addiction to taking pictures, told the basilisk to watch out for the kittens, and went out with his camera.

Fu Maomao looked at the closed door. His plan finally came true with the help of the Basilisk.

The basilisk coiled itself into mosquito coils. After the cat cub said that he would give it all the snacks and the right to watch TV, his heart moved shamefully.

[You are sure you only need stabilizers and softeners, right? ] The basilisk twisted its neck and asked again.

Fu Maomao nodded affirmatively. He had a premonition that after devouring this soul piece, he would be able to leave the cat's body.

The basilisk received a positive answer, easily got into the potion room where many defensive spells were arranged, and then came out with a cloth bag in its mouth.

[Helpo, you are so awesome. 】 Fu Maomao waited for the basilisk to put the bag into the crib, then rubbed it around it several times and kept praising it.

The basilisk was so dizzy with the praise that it laughed uncontrollably, not considering the consequences of Severus discovering that the potions room had been stolen.

Fu Maomao tricked the basilisk into watching TV in the living room. After closing the door, he climbed onto the small bed and took out the glass tube containing the potion. He shook his hair and took out the alchemy materials and thestrals collected in the Forbidden Forest. bones, and carefully drew a magic circle on the table with his claws and tail.

The cat cub is indeed the Dark Lord of the wizarding world. He wants to use alchemical materials to build a body for himself.

The original plan was for Lucius to deliver the materials to Hogsmeade Village. However, after wandering around the Forbidden Forest and looking through some warehouses of magical creatures, the required materials were roughly gathered.

Firenze, the centaur in the Forbidden Forest, touched his missing corner of his hair and lost himself in thought. Did he lose his hair so quickly?

Fu Maomao stiffened his tail and dipped it in some red goo to draw a magic circle. It was made from the mother's milk, centaurs' hair, thestrals' bones and other items ground up and then added with the blood of the basilisk.

He carefully finished the drawing, pulled out the diary and lay on it, wondering if he could escape from the cat's body and fuse the fragments in the diary.

The hands of the clock on the wall rotate mechanically, and the street lights outside the window also light up.

Fu Maomao and Diary Master were having a fierce fight with each other using their soul states. He was using the power of his soul to forcibly fuse the young boy's soul, but due to the need to reshape his body, the process was very slow.

Sure enough, the birth of a soul with independent consciousness is trouble. The cat scratched his notebook, drank a bottle of stabilizer, and immediately lay down again. He is bound to succeed today!

Gradually, the diary stopped struggling, and the formation under the cat changed from black to white, and the light merged into his body.

When Severus came back with the lunch box, he saw the cat sleeping and scratching his notebook.

He smiled helplessly, and could only eat with the basilisk first, and then put some dried meat in the cat cub's bowl.

It wasn't until the next day that Severus got up and found that the contents of the bowl were still there, and the kitten was sleeping soundly on the crib, not even purring.

He didn't take it seriously at first, but he called several times in succession. Except for the basilisk wagging its tail, the cat made no move.

Could it be that you got high in the middle of the night and slept so hard during the day?

Severus walked over and poked the cat's butt. If he was usually greeted by the cat's paws, there was no reaction today.

"Tom, Tom, what's wrong with you?" He picked up the cat and shook it. He moved closer and found that the heartbeat was still continuing, so he felt relieved, but the hot touch from his palm told him that the cat might be sick. .

He touched the cat's nose. It was wet and dry, and it was obviously fever.

But the kitten that I have raised for so long has never gotten sick. What is going on?

Severus carried the kitten into the potion room, first used a magic spell to detect the problem, then found a few bottles of the right potion and poured it into it.

"Hairbo, what did you feed him yesterday?" Seeing that the kitten's condition had stabilized, he angrily approached Haierbo with the glass bottle he found from the crib and asked.

Haierbo looked at the sniffling kitten pitifully in his sleep, then at the angry young man, shrunk and chose to tell the truth.

[Hiss, Tom said he wanted to try the taste of the potion... so I...] The basilisk spoke hesitantly. Seeing the young man trying to lift his tail, he hurriedly explained, [I took a demulcent, a digestive, etc. …Why is it sick?]

Severus heard this and shook the basilisk vigorously. He let go when he saw it begging for mercy, and ordered it not to watch TV until the kitten woke up!

The basilisk held its tail in its mouth aggrievedly, its yellow vertical pupils full of grievances, and it swore in its heart that it would never help Tom again next time!

After waiting for another day, the kitten was still asleep.

Severus took the kitten to the pet hospital for a checkup, and concluded that the kitten was in good health, but the kitten would not wake up.

Fortunately, the body temperature of the kitten returned to normal, but he still fell asleep. The only good thing was that he started snoring again.

Fu Maomao, who was worried by Severus, was not feeling well at this time. The consequence of the forced fusion of the conscious soul fragments was that he experienced several more soul splits and reorganizations, and the effects of the palliatives and soul stabilizers he had previously poured were weakened. However, he still couldn't leave Mao Zi's body and could only endure the burning of his soul silently.

When he was in pain and unconscious, his whole body was enveloped by a burst of coldness, and then a bitter potion was poured into his mouth, which made his condition better.

[Sev, tell me, is Tom awakening from his bloodline? Didn't you say before that it has the blood of a cat? 】The basilisk saw that the young man's eyes were red because he was taking care of the cat cubs, so he made an unreliable guess, "Moreover, it drank unicorn milk in the Forbidden Forest, so it might have received a blessing." 】

Severus nodded thoughtfully after listening to the Basilisk's words, and decisively dug out "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them" to read. Maybe there was a mutant target of the cat cub in it.

Seeing this, the basilisk breathed a sigh of relief and pulled out the snake's tail from the cat cub's arms. God knows its tail was going to cramp.

The comatose Fu Maomao had no idea about the basilisk's rumors about him, and was still trying hard to fuse the soul pieces, otherwise he would have to jump up and scold him.

In the quiet night, a strong wind suddenly blew, and the leaves on the trees were rustled.

Severus glanced at the kitten next to the pillow, sighed and touched its head, then fell asleep with his arms on his pillow.

It rained heavily outside, and the awning made a squeaking sound.

In the dimness, a pair of blood-red eyes were quietly observing the surroundings, and their gaze finally rested on the young man's fair and fragile neck.

Fu Maomao moved his stiff and sore body, but the small movement consumed most of his strength. Coupled with the growling sound from his stomach, he stuck out his tongue and panted for a long time.

Although he didn't understand why he was still in the kitten's body, he was hungry now and needed to eat.

In the silent night, with dim lights, the refrigerator door was suddenly opened in the empty kitchen, and a thin shadow suddenly appeared in the small area illuminated by the light.

Suddenly, Severus, who was sleeping soundly, was awakened by the clatter of something falling to the ground. He rubbed his sore eyes, and the hand of the alarm clock on the table pointed to three o'clock.

Haierbo was sleeping in the pothos, his tail swinging outside the basin.

The kitten is on the pillow...huh?

Severus rubbed his eyes again and found that the kitten was not inside. Could it be that he woke up and ran out hungry? However, the kitten would not make such a big fuss.

He finally realized something was wrong, put on some clothes, and walked out of the bedroom with his wand and pistol.

In the house in the city center, he had arranged defensive items and cast spells. Muggles would basically not come in. If someone broke in, it would most likely be a wizard. He took the pistol just to catch others off guard.

The kitchen door was open, and there were sounds from time to time, but no one was there.

Did he guess wrong? Severus tightened his grip on the wand and used a silent 'Fuchsia' towards the place where the movement came from before ducking into the kitchen.

However, there was really no outsider in the kitchen, only the cat cub hanging upside down in the air with a small dried fish in its mouth.

Fu Maomao:......

Is it so difficult to have a meal?

Severus felt relieved and a little amused when he saw the open cupboard and the snacks scattered on the floor.

"Tom, if you want to eat, wake me up. I'm scared to death." He lifted the spell, caught the kitten before it fell, held it in his arms and kissed it.

"Meow! Meow meow!" Fu Maomao cursed, swallowed the dried fish in his mouth, and pointed his butt at the young man.

Severus poked its little butt and apologized while taking out the ingredients he bought during the day. Soon a bowl of delicious cat rice was placed in front of the kitten.

"You've been in a coma for several days. I don't know if it has affected your body, but seeing as you have such a good appetite, you must be fine." He held his chin and watched the cat wolfing down the food, and said nonchalantly.

Fu Maomao rarely felt guilty, but when he thought about the magic circle that he didn't know whether it was a failure or a success, he could only continue to work hard.

The rain outside the window stopped at some point, leaving only thick clouds in the sky.

Severus yawned, washed the dishes, and returned to the bedroom with the resisting cat in his arms.

When Fu Maomao saw the date on the calendar, he was shocked to realize that he had been sleeping for five days. It was no wonder that his whole body was sore when he woke up.

But when he was tucked into a warm bed, the cat's habit of wanting to sleep after eating was clearly demonstrated. Yes, he was already yawning.

Severus tugged on the cat's ears, and after noticing the blank look in its eyes, he shrank back into bed and fell asleep again.

Fu Maomao squinted his cat eyes and reminded himself not to fall asleep, but his nose was filled with the fragrance of the potion, and finally he couldn't bear to doze off and fell into a deep sleep.

One person and one cat slept harmoniously on the same bed. The basilisk twisted its body on the pothos. It felt a little cold and seemed to need to change its place to sleep.

At dawn, after Severus had washed up, he held the cat and rubbed it for a while before going into the potion room to continue brewing the potion. In the past few days, he had been taking care of the cat, and his customers' orders had been delayed.

The basilisk seemed to have forgotten the painful experience of being pitted by a cat cub, and ran up to it with a rolled up blanket, its yellow vertical pupils full of concern.

[Tom, are you okay? Have you awakened the catnives bloodline? Could this have something to do with unicorn milk? Did you really drink it? Does it taste good? 】The basilisk said blatantly, not noticing the increasingly evil look in the cat's eyes.

[Shut up,] Fu Maomao raised his paw and scratched the basilisk, and the black cat hair exploded, [Who have you told this to? ! 】

Could his lifelong reputation be ruined like this? He is a... no, he is an upright person. It is too shameful to drink milk...

The basilisk didn't understand the cat's sudden rage, but the little claws did little harm to it.

The basilisk moved forward, occupying the best position to watch TV, and replied casually, [Hiss, I just mentioned it to Silver, don't worry, you are still a cub, it is normal to drink milk. 】

The basilisk's comfort had no effect. The cat's ears trembled violently and it made a screeching sound from its mouth. It was obvious that it was very angry.

The basilisk smiled cheerfully, eating dried quails and teasing the cat cubs with its tail in a playful manner.

Fu Maomao was so angry that he jumped onto the back of the sofa, then jumped down and hit the basilisk, stretching out his claws and scratching it hard.

A battle breaks out with the cat cub chasing and the basilisk escaping. The living room falls into chaos and the fruit on the plate falls to the floor.

As a thick-skinned snake that has lived for thousands of years, the basilisk is certainly not afraid of pain, but it is afraid of hurting the cat cubs, so it finally broke into the young man's potion room helplessly.

Severus was stunned for a moment, then waved his wand, levitating the two little ones running around his legs.

When he learned the whole story, he couldn't laugh or cry immediately. He looked at the aggrieved basilisk and the angry cat cub, and finally gave them fifty blows each, then threw them out, while strengthening the spell on the door.

Fu Maomao covered his spanked buttocks, his wide-open eyes filled with disbelief, whining, it hurt, it really hurt. He, the Dark Lord, had never suffered such humiliation.

He secretly swore in his heart that when he regained his status, he would fight back.

Mao Zi was thinking seriously, but he didn't realize that his thinking was becoming more and more like a child's.