The transfer student at Hogwarts just wants to fall in love [continued]

"Huh? Didn't you just say what if it was raised by someone else?"

"It's okay, just keep it for now. If someone comes looking for it, just give it back to him..."

"Besides, I don't think anyone will come."

The little girl chuckled, "This is just a little wild cat that no one wants."

"How can any little wild cat be so clean..."

Granger shook his head and returned to the kitchen.

"Breakfast is here~"

After a while, a high-pitched voice came, and Dobby walked out of the kitchen in the familiar chef's uniform, directing the plates floating behind him to fall on the table with his fingers.

"Miss Hermione, Dobby made strawberry pudding specially for you today!"

Hermione was teasing the black cat, and when she heard this, she picked up the black cat under its arm and faced Dobby.

"Look, this is the black cat I picked up this morning."

Dobby glanced at the cat who looked a little uncomfortable in the little girl's hands.

"A good-looking cat, but Miss Hermione, you must try Dobby's pudding."

Seeing Dobby's indifference, Hermione raised an eyebrow.

"Dobby, take a closer look."

Dobby's big eyes were filled with embarrassment, and he glanced at the black cat again.

"Miss Hermione, this is just an ordinary cat... If I have to say it, this is a male cat."

Hermione hurriedly took the cat back and put it on her lap, "Why do you see everything? Is this what you can see?"

Dobby is very aggrieved. Isn’t this what you asked me to see?

Hermione snorted.

"Have a meal!"

"okay……"

"Wait a minute, Dobby," Hermione stroked the hair on the back of the black cat's neck, "prepare an extra set of tableware for today."

A very strange scene occurred at the Granger family's breakfast table today.

While the family was eating, they watched a black cat squatting on the table and licking the food on the plate and the milk in the cup. It was obviously a cat, but the way it ate looked very elegant.

Even after finishing the meal, no food residue fell on the table.

Looking at the black cat cleaning herself elegantly, and then looking at her husband who was eating with messy cups and plates next to her, Mrs. Granger's eyes were full of disgust.

Mr. Granger's expression changed.

Here it comes, here it comes again. Ever since I moved back from the manor, I haven't seen her for a long time. The feeling that all the women at the table despise me when someone compares me comes again.

"Hermione, since you have decided to keep this cat, do you want to give him a name?"

Hermione glanced at the black cat with an incomprehensible look.

"Okay, what's a good name?"

Mrs. Granger touched her chin, "You think he is dressed in such beautiful black, how about calling him Black?"

Hermione almost squirted.

"No, Harry's godfather's last name is Black."

"Oh, that's not good."

Naming a descendant after an elder is a tribute, but naming a pet is inappropriate.

"Since she is dressed in such beautiful black, let's call her darkness."

"Um, how about naming a cat 'Guilty'?"

Hermione's lips curled up, "That's cool, isn't it?"

The black cat looked at her and meowed.

"Look, he agreed."

The little girl was smiling like a kitten that had stolen fish.

At this time, there was a flapping sound outside the window. Dobby went to open the window, and a small owl flew in with a letter in its mouth and two letters hanging on its talons.

"piggy?"

This is the owl that Sirius gave to Ron. Although it is small, it flies much more steadily than his predecessors.

Mrs. Granger had gotten used to it and went to the kitchen to get some nuts and water for the piglet to eat while Hermione read the letter.

"Ron invited us to meet at his house to watch the Quidditch World Cup in a week's time."

"Sounds interesting. Who have you invited?"

Hermione pouted.

"Me, Harry, and... Mo Bai and Amy."

She glanced at Darkness next to her. The black cat had curled itself up into a ball and was concentrating with its eyes closed, looking lazy.

Speaking of Mo Bai, Mrs. Granger looked at her daughter.

"I never asked, what happened between you and Mo Bai?"

She only knew that the two young men seemed to have some conflicts, and then they moved away.

It's not that she couldn't bear the luxurious life in the manor, it would be more comfortable to live back in her own house.

But she didn't want to see her daughter depressed all the time.

Hermione glanced at the black cat.

"That guy, I never want to see him again!"

He said angrily, picked up the black cat and went upstairs.

The Grangers were left looking at each other.

After going upstairs, Hermione hesitated for a moment, then carried Darkness through the door.

After entering the door, the black cat jumped out of her arms and found a comfortable place to curl up in a ball.

The little girl pouted.

"Really, my parents have to lie to me for the show. Do I still have to hide it from Harry and Ron?"

She looked at Darkness.

The black cat stretched lazily and began to wander around the room as if patrolling its territory.

Seeing him walking towards the bedside drawer, Hermione blushed and quickly picked him up.

"You're not allowed to go near the bed, you know!"

She stared at those dark pupils.

"Or I'll let you sleep in the same room as Dobby!"

The black cat licked its paws and meowed.

"Tch, he's quite capable."

That night, Mrs. Granger looked at Hermione in surprise as she drew the curtains in the room.

"What are you doing?"

"I...I just want some private space!"

Hermione said coyly.

Mrs. Granger looked at the curtain that divided the room into two spaces, "We usually don't enter your room, do we?"

"Hey, why don't you come in now? Come out~"

Mrs. Granger was kicked out by her daughter.

"If you have something to do, you must tell your mother."

She sighed at the closed door. It seemed that her daughter really liked Mo Bai.

Hermione glared at the black cat sitting on the table, threw him to the curtain, put on her pajamas and lay down to sleep.

You should have a good dream tonight.

The next morning, Hermione woke up to a familiar scent.

When he opened his eyes, he saw the exquisite tea cup on the bedside table.

Hermione wrinkled her nose, "I clearly told you not to go near the bed."

Eyes full of smiles.

After breakfast, she started packing her bags to go to the Weasley house.

Mrs. Granger was there to help.

"Well, when you go to Weasley's house later, you will see Mo Bai, right?"

Hermione glanced at Darkness, who was balled up next to her.

"Maybe?"

Seeing her indifferent expression, Mrs. Granger was a little confused.

Do you care or not?

Alas, children and grandchildren will have their own blessings, no matter what.

"what!"

Mr. Granger's scream suddenly came from downstairs, and Hermione instantly pulled out her wand and glanced at Darkness.

Seeing that he still looked lazy, Hermione felt reassured.

After going downstairs, Mr. Granger looked at his fireplace with a pale face.

A green fire burst from the fireplace, and Mrs. Weasley's head poked out of the flames, looking a little weird.

"Oh, sorry for scaring you, Mr. Granger."

"it's okay no problem."

Mrs. Weasley looked kind when she saw Hermione coming downstairs.

"Honey~ it's time for us to go~"