[HP] The Order of the Phoenix Family
Chapter 37
Sirius' new residence was a quiet house in a small town by the river, with a small yard and no high-rise buildings around it, which was quite different from No. 12 Grimmauld Place.Considering his Muggle neighbors, he didn't take his godson and flew directly to the roof skylight to land, but the motorcycle was driving fast on the road, and Harry, who was used to riding fire, couldn't help sweating and hugged Hyde tightly. Wei's cage.
"Get ready before you go in," Sirius said as he entered the yard, leaning forward to let Harry climb out of the car with his luggage. "I haven't been home for four hours, so it might be a little messy."
Harry rubbed his nose, it was too windy just now, he couldn't say anything to Sirius. "You have a cat, right? You've got cat hair all over your body."
"Yeah, I cleaned it too - stop, Harry!"
Harry was startled, and hurriedly let go of the suitcase, only to find that Sirius stopped the motorcycle with his feet, and strode towards the window on the first floor.When he ran over to look, he saw a black cat lying on the window sill, reluctantly retracting its front paws from the burred curtains.
Sirius pushed open the window, "Miss me? Little troublemaker."
The black cat (Harry) said in his face, "Meow."
No matter what the sound meant, it still lay on the window sill indifferently, and avoided Sirius' hand reaching out to it.Sirius pursed his lips, and withdrew his hand out of the window.Harry approached and saw that there was still a thin streak of white on the black cat's forehead, spreading to its golden-green eyes, passing through the face and widening the chest and abdomen, creating a soft white belly under the black fur.
"You named your cat after me?" he asked, not sure how he should feel.It's kind of sweet in a way, but it's kind of awkward when he's in a scene with Sirius and the cat, and...Harry really has so much of him that you can see straight away why The cat's name is Harry.
"One of my cats," Sirius corrected absently.Harry the cat lost interest in Harry, stood up and stepped its front paws across the window sill, tilted its head and rubbed against its owner's hand, narrowing its eyes.Sirius purred Harry's cat's cheeks and ears, and Harry's face twitched unconsciously, deciding to classify this incident as "weird".
Then came a few more meows, belonging to at least two different cats, and he seemed to hear the cat's paws scratching the sofa.It made sense, judging by the fur on Sirius' body, he had at least one yellow and one red cat, and Harry suspected a blue cat.Harry (does he really have to accept the name) turned his head and called under the window sill, with a sense of majesty.
"Um, did you name them all after someone you know?" the boy asked, noticing the constant scratching of the couch.
"It started with the fourth one." Sirius replied while poking his head into the window, muttering a few words, "Go, wait by the door", "God, there are three scratching posts in the living room", "Be a good boy" And so on, retracted his head again, and gave Harry a troubled smile, "The first is Marilyn, she ran away a week later, and brought back Joanna and Lance. I don't bother to think of names after that. Harry is Sixth."
Harry the cat jumped off the windowsill and disappeared, Harry blinked, "How many do you have—"
Another cat jumped into their sight. Its size obviously exceeded the capacity of the window sill, so it could only flap its front paws in front of the window.Judging from the fragments between the claws, this is the culprit who scratched the sofa.It directly met the owner's hand, and soon made a low grunt, like a small train living in its chest.As it leaned further out of the window, the cuffs of Sirius' dark coat had a layer of cat fur visible to the naked eye.
"Don't think I'll let it go just because you're being coquettish." Sirius said with a straight face, the cat let out a long and winding "meow", then shook its fur, sat on its hind legs, and also made a straight face at him .At this time, more cats jumped onto the back of the sofa and emerged one after another.
"Come and meet my godson, human Harry." Sirius introduced him to the cats, and the eyes of the cats came together following the movements of his hands, and Harry couldn't help feeling like last summer when members of the Order of the Phoenix filed into Desi A very similar sense of scrutiny in Lijia.
"...How are you?" said Harry uncertainly, introducing himself to a cat for the first time (and he didn't need to introduce himself very much with humans anyway).Sirius immediately sneered.
"You are too cute, Harry." He patted Harry on the shoulder, ignoring his godson's unconvinced protest, "Guess what their names are?"
Harry looked at the big cat that had just been purred by Sirius, trying to generalize its characteristics. "It's just... Hermione?"
"Ha, his hair is really thick." Sirius smiled again, scratching the cat's chin to make it narrow its eyes, "and it looks a bit like Crookshanks, right? ——come and meet Snape."
Harry's tentatively outstretched hand froze, but the big cat, which was basically a clump, stepped forward to meet it, its paws on the outer edge of the ledge, and he had to offer his palm, and let - fuck - Snape I also rubbed a layer of hair on my cuffs.
"But he's...yellow and white." And it's fat.Its nose is so short.Its face is so flat.It's so warm.When Harry stretched out his other hand to remove a piece of thread from the big cat's ear, it obviously made a mistake. It arched its back and moved its legs forward, with its two paws in the air. Harry subconsciously caught it. Then I found myself holding a big cat full of arms.Sure, the fur is thick and really fat.
"And he likes you." Sirius said with a smile, and he was busy trying to calm the other three cats by the windowsill with his fingers, preventing them from jumping out of the window.Harry saw more cats gathering in the living room. "Not bad? Didn't Dumbledore always insist that we shake hands with him and make peace? Think about it, every time you see Snape, there will be a fat big yellow cat rubbing against you in your mind, Do you think he is more pleasing to the eye?"
Harry didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and put an arm under Snape's (still, leaning) ass to hold him steady, the yellow and white down warm and itchy against his cheeks and neck.Now he has even more reason to hope that he won't need to take Occlumency classes this year.
"I don't know... maybe."
"This is Ron, Lance, and Minerva." Sirius nodded at the three heads by the window in turn. Ron's name corresponds to a somewhat ugly (sorry) Siamese cat, and Lance must have contributed to those on Sirius. Brown-red hair, Minerva is a small puppet with a distorted face and half of a front leg missing, as if in a car accident.She screamed so softly that Harry wanted to pet her, but Sirius closed the window.
"If you delay any longer, all the cats will jump out, grab your luggage and go into the house quickly." Sirius walked towards his luggage, and Hedwig was fluttering her wings unhappily because of being ignored, "Put down Snape, don't put him down." Spoiled, he'll follow us in."
"Uh," Harry said again, trying to absorb the shock of the command, before bending over to put down the big cat in his arms.Snape (get used to it) reluctantly raised his front paws to grab his legs, and tried to wrap his body around his feet, Harry felt his face crumpled.
"Soon, I'll go get something." He said to the cat, feeling stupid, "Just go in and..."
The two arrived at the front door with their luggage. Sure enough, Snape cat followed Sirius. As soon as the door opened, he joined the five squatting inside, including Harry, Ron, Lance and two other cats. Had time to glance from the living room window.What came over was a characteristic mixed smell of animal gathering places, and more cats were still on their way, they surrounded Harry, Sirius and the box.Harry quickly closed the door at Sirius' command, he had nowhere to go, and Harry the cat was studying his shoelaces with great interest.Magcat stayed outside the cat pile, looking around curiously.
"Sirius?" He asked for help in the sea of mews, feeling that even if Sirius introduced him, he would not be able to remember right now.
"Touch them casually, let them get acquainted with you." Sirius said while doing it, "Let them avoid them. The rule of some cats is that he can allow you to touch him, but you can't reach out by yourself."
Three cats were circling Harry, and none of them seemed to want to be petted very much, condescending to accept it about once in three times.Snape had already turned his enthusiasm to Sirius, whose huge body could easily squeeze the other cats away.Lance started sharpening his claws on Harry's box, possibly to provoke Hedwig in the cage on top of the box, where the owl was hooting angrily, making the hall even louder.
With this amount of cats, Harry believed that Sirius definitely cleaned his clothes before going out.
After touching for five or six minutes, Sirius announced that they could move on.When the box was dragged up again, the group of cats reluctantly gave way to a path for them to travel together, but the clingy Snape still made Harry nervous, for fear of accidentally stepping on someone's tail.
"Where do these cats come from?"
"Too many, picked up on the road, adopted by rescue stations, bought from passing pet stores..." Sirius stopped, "Oh, look!"
Next to the sofa, two cats are fighting.They are not big, with the same light gray hair, bulging belly, and short limbs and tails, which makes their fights more like rolling around on each other with four short legs.
"Lily and Hermione, two sisters, always look at each other badly." Sirius explained, without any intention of mediation, "The way to distinguish them is to look at their tails, half of Lily's tail is black."
"Why is only the cat named after me looks like me?" Harry couldn't help asking.
"Well," Sirius glanced at him with that tender, endearing smile, "because you're my favourite?"
"I thought it was my dad." Harry leaned over and touched Ron's cat's head to hide the heat on his face. "Is there James in here?"
"No, the James's are with Joanna," Sirius said. "Let's go to your room and put things down."
The two were about to go upstairs when a black cat (Harry couldn't think of a better verb) came down the stairs.Unlike Harley the cat, this one is just solid black with no lint at all.It stopped crookedly at the bottom of the last step, turned its head and looked up at the humans with golden eyes.
"Remus," Sirius said simply, "is a huge slob."
There was a spell in the guest room to keep the cats out, which relieved Harry, who had nothing against cats but didn't want them jumping into his bed.However, Sirius's master bedroom seems to be free to enter and exit, and there are cat food trays and cat scratching boards in every place except the guest room, and cat litter boxes and cat litter boxes are placed in half of the rooms.And of course, cat hair everywhere.The godfather complained to him for a while that he would be trampled awake by at least five cats at dawn, and then introduced him to cats such as Kingsley, Tonks, Hagrid, Malfoy—if you know these people, you will find that No cat can match the name.They are of different ages and sizes, and most of them are not the kind of appearance that pet stores put photos on the window to attract customers. At least three of them are disabled to varying degrees.But at the same time, every cat has a shiny coat and looks very healthy.
There is also a special room on the second floor, with many cages piled up, and it can be seen that most of the time they are vacant.Of the two current residents, the smaller cage contained a mottled, bald cat that Harry didn't even recognize at first glance as a cat;
"Hey, Albus, how's your day?" Sirius squatted down by the small cage first, Harry was a little used to it, his godfather would undoubtedly name a hairless cat Dumbledore.The bald cat backed away vigilantly, arching its back and hissing in warning, and Sirius dropped his palms and meowed softly at it on all fours.Harry couldn't help laughing, it was hard to associate Sirius with this kind of image.
After a while, the bald cat relaxed a bit, and Sirius cleaned up its used litter and praised it for eating today.Then he turned his head and explained to Harry that Albus was actually a tabby cat. Unfortunately, he contracted a serious skin disease during his wanderings, so he had to shave his hair and apply medicine.He was the newest addition to Sirius' family, Harry had to say, and whatever Albus the Cat had been through, it was luck.
After taking care of Albus the cat, Sirius gently unfastened the cover on the big cage. A black and white she-cat, presumably of Garfield bloodline, bared her teeth viciously at them. Three kittens of different colors The cubs suckle on her belly.
"Joanna." Sirius made a grimace, quickly checked the water and litter box, and covered the cloth back, "It's super fierce after having a baby, but it was enough before, and I still have her paw prints on my arms."
"Which is just James?" Harry asked.
"Except for Joanna." Sirius grinned, "Jame 1, Jaime 2, and Jaime 3 will have official names when they are weaned."
Harry tried to understand, "What do you mean...my dad's name is a temporary name?"
"Yes, I didn't really think about it, it's just..." Sirius seemed a little embarrassed, "It's just that I didn't sound so funny when I was here. Cough, the death rate of newborn kittens is quite high, it's hard to say which of them can Live to be independent. I call them all Jaime, so if anyone dies, it's 'Jaime died young'..."
"The one who survived was you who saved James," Harry said softly, and Sirius scratched his neck, looking even more ashamed.
"Like some kind of desensitization, I guess," he muttered. "I could call them something else, it's kind of ridiculous."
"No, it's fine," said Harry, looking at the cage that was covered. "My dad would love it."
"No wonder, he would laugh his teeth out." Sirius signaled him to walk away together, so as to save Joanna from being nervous all the time, "Anyway, as you can see, it's a bit... crazy here. I'm still trying to adapt, I After being away for ten years, many things have completely changed. If you don't want to live in-"
"I think it's nice here," interrupted Harry. "I think I'll like it here, Sirius. I want to live here and spend the summer with you and your cat."
Sirius looked at him in surprise, and then slowly revealed a smile that seemed to emerge from his body from the inside out, reaching his eyes and the corners of his mouth.
"I have to warn you, it's going to be a lot of trouble," he said. "Noisy barking, cat hair all over the place, tripping and breaking your neck at any time, and endless shoveling of stinky shit."
"Oh," Harry laughed too, his chest felt warm as if there was a cat next to it, "I'll be ready, I've dealt with dragons and Voldemort."
When the two hugged, several cats meowed happily around them.
(End of the article)
"Get ready before you go in," Sirius said as he entered the yard, leaning forward to let Harry climb out of the car with his luggage. "I haven't been home for four hours, so it might be a little messy."
Harry rubbed his nose, it was too windy just now, he couldn't say anything to Sirius. "You have a cat, right? You've got cat hair all over your body."
"Yeah, I cleaned it too - stop, Harry!"
Harry was startled, and hurriedly let go of the suitcase, only to find that Sirius stopped the motorcycle with his feet, and strode towards the window on the first floor.When he ran over to look, he saw a black cat lying on the window sill, reluctantly retracting its front paws from the burred curtains.
Sirius pushed open the window, "Miss me? Little troublemaker."
The black cat (Harry) said in his face, "Meow."
No matter what the sound meant, it still lay on the window sill indifferently, and avoided Sirius' hand reaching out to it.Sirius pursed his lips, and withdrew his hand out of the window.Harry approached and saw that there was still a thin streak of white on the black cat's forehead, spreading to its golden-green eyes, passing through the face and widening the chest and abdomen, creating a soft white belly under the black fur.
"You named your cat after me?" he asked, not sure how he should feel.It's kind of sweet in a way, but it's kind of awkward when he's in a scene with Sirius and the cat, and...Harry really has so much of him that you can see straight away why The cat's name is Harry.
"One of my cats," Sirius corrected absently.Harry the cat lost interest in Harry, stood up and stepped its front paws across the window sill, tilted its head and rubbed against its owner's hand, narrowing its eyes.Sirius purred Harry's cat's cheeks and ears, and Harry's face twitched unconsciously, deciding to classify this incident as "weird".
Then came a few more meows, belonging to at least two different cats, and he seemed to hear the cat's paws scratching the sofa.It made sense, judging by the fur on Sirius' body, he had at least one yellow and one red cat, and Harry suspected a blue cat.Harry (does he really have to accept the name) turned his head and called under the window sill, with a sense of majesty.
"Um, did you name them all after someone you know?" the boy asked, noticing the constant scratching of the couch.
"It started with the fourth one." Sirius replied while poking his head into the window, muttering a few words, "Go, wait by the door", "God, there are three scratching posts in the living room", "Be a good boy" And so on, retracted his head again, and gave Harry a troubled smile, "The first is Marilyn, she ran away a week later, and brought back Joanna and Lance. I don't bother to think of names after that. Harry is Sixth."
Harry the cat jumped off the windowsill and disappeared, Harry blinked, "How many do you have—"
Another cat jumped into their sight. Its size obviously exceeded the capacity of the window sill, so it could only flap its front paws in front of the window.Judging from the fragments between the claws, this is the culprit who scratched the sofa.It directly met the owner's hand, and soon made a low grunt, like a small train living in its chest.As it leaned further out of the window, the cuffs of Sirius' dark coat had a layer of cat fur visible to the naked eye.
"Don't think I'll let it go just because you're being coquettish." Sirius said with a straight face, the cat let out a long and winding "meow", then shook its fur, sat on its hind legs, and also made a straight face at him .At this time, more cats jumped onto the back of the sofa and emerged one after another.
"Come and meet my godson, human Harry." Sirius introduced him to the cats, and the eyes of the cats came together following the movements of his hands, and Harry couldn't help feeling like last summer when members of the Order of the Phoenix filed into Desi A very similar sense of scrutiny in Lijia.
"...How are you?" said Harry uncertainly, introducing himself to a cat for the first time (and he didn't need to introduce himself very much with humans anyway).Sirius immediately sneered.
"You are too cute, Harry." He patted Harry on the shoulder, ignoring his godson's unconvinced protest, "Guess what their names are?"
Harry looked at the big cat that had just been purred by Sirius, trying to generalize its characteristics. "It's just... Hermione?"
"Ha, his hair is really thick." Sirius smiled again, scratching the cat's chin to make it narrow its eyes, "and it looks a bit like Crookshanks, right? ——come and meet Snape."
Harry's tentatively outstretched hand froze, but the big cat, which was basically a clump, stepped forward to meet it, its paws on the outer edge of the ledge, and he had to offer his palm, and let - fuck - Snape I also rubbed a layer of hair on my cuffs.
"But he's...yellow and white." And it's fat.Its nose is so short.Its face is so flat.It's so warm.When Harry stretched out his other hand to remove a piece of thread from the big cat's ear, it obviously made a mistake. It arched its back and moved its legs forward, with its two paws in the air. Harry subconsciously caught it. Then I found myself holding a big cat full of arms.Sure, the fur is thick and really fat.
"And he likes you." Sirius said with a smile, and he was busy trying to calm the other three cats by the windowsill with his fingers, preventing them from jumping out of the window.Harry saw more cats gathering in the living room. "Not bad? Didn't Dumbledore always insist that we shake hands with him and make peace? Think about it, every time you see Snape, there will be a fat big yellow cat rubbing against you in your mind, Do you think he is more pleasing to the eye?"
Harry didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and put an arm under Snape's (still, leaning) ass to hold him steady, the yellow and white down warm and itchy against his cheeks and neck.Now he has even more reason to hope that he won't need to take Occlumency classes this year.
"I don't know... maybe."
"This is Ron, Lance, and Minerva." Sirius nodded at the three heads by the window in turn. Ron's name corresponds to a somewhat ugly (sorry) Siamese cat, and Lance must have contributed to those on Sirius. Brown-red hair, Minerva is a small puppet with a distorted face and half of a front leg missing, as if in a car accident.She screamed so softly that Harry wanted to pet her, but Sirius closed the window.
"If you delay any longer, all the cats will jump out, grab your luggage and go into the house quickly." Sirius walked towards his luggage, and Hedwig was fluttering her wings unhappily because of being ignored, "Put down Snape, don't put him down." Spoiled, he'll follow us in."
"Uh," Harry said again, trying to absorb the shock of the command, before bending over to put down the big cat in his arms.Snape (get used to it) reluctantly raised his front paws to grab his legs, and tried to wrap his body around his feet, Harry felt his face crumpled.
"Soon, I'll go get something." He said to the cat, feeling stupid, "Just go in and..."
The two arrived at the front door with their luggage. Sure enough, Snape cat followed Sirius. As soon as the door opened, he joined the five squatting inside, including Harry, Ron, Lance and two other cats. Had time to glance from the living room window.What came over was a characteristic mixed smell of animal gathering places, and more cats were still on their way, they surrounded Harry, Sirius and the box.Harry quickly closed the door at Sirius' command, he had nowhere to go, and Harry the cat was studying his shoelaces with great interest.Magcat stayed outside the cat pile, looking around curiously.
"Sirius?" He asked for help in the sea of mews, feeling that even if Sirius introduced him, he would not be able to remember right now.
"Touch them casually, let them get acquainted with you." Sirius said while doing it, "Let them avoid them. The rule of some cats is that he can allow you to touch him, but you can't reach out by yourself."
Three cats were circling Harry, and none of them seemed to want to be petted very much, condescending to accept it about once in three times.Snape had already turned his enthusiasm to Sirius, whose huge body could easily squeeze the other cats away.Lance started sharpening his claws on Harry's box, possibly to provoke Hedwig in the cage on top of the box, where the owl was hooting angrily, making the hall even louder.
With this amount of cats, Harry believed that Sirius definitely cleaned his clothes before going out.
After touching for five or six minutes, Sirius announced that they could move on.When the box was dragged up again, the group of cats reluctantly gave way to a path for them to travel together, but the clingy Snape still made Harry nervous, for fear of accidentally stepping on someone's tail.
"Where do these cats come from?"
"Too many, picked up on the road, adopted by rescue stations, bought from passing pet stores..." Sirius stopped, "Oh, look!"
Next to the sofa, two cats are fighting.They are not big, with the same light gray hair, bulging belly, and short limbs and tails, which makes their fights more like rolling around on each other with four short legs.
"Lily and Hermione, two sisters, always look at each other badly." Sirius explained, without any intention of mediation, "The way to distinguish them is to look at their tails, half of Lily's tail is black."
"Why is only the cat named after me looks like me?" Harry couldn't help asking.
"Well," Sirius glanced at him with that tender, endearing smile, "because you're my favourite?"
"I thought it was my dad." Harry leaned over and touched Ron's cat's head to hide the heat on his face. "Is there James in here?"
"No, the James's are with Joanna," Sirius said. "Let's go to your room and put things down."
The two were about to go upstairs when a black cat (Harry couldn't think of a better verb) came down the stairs.Unlike Harley the cat, this one is just solid black with no lint at all.It stopped crookedly at the bottom of the last step, turned its head and looked up at the humans with golden eyes.
"Remus," Sirius said simply, "is a huge slob."
There was a spell in the guest room to keep the cats out, which relieved Harry, who had nothing against cats but didn't want them jumping into his bed.However, Sirius's master bedroom seems to be free to enter and exit, and there are cat food trays and cat scratching boards in every place except the guest room, and cat litter boxes and cat litter boxes are placed in half of the rooms.And of course, cat hair everywhere.The godfather complained to him for a while that he would be trampled awake by at least five cats at dawn, and then introduced him to cats such as Kingsley, Tonks, Hagrid, Malfoy—if you know these people, you will find that No cat can match the name.They are of different ages and sizes, and most of them are not the kind of appearance that pet stores put photos on the window to attract customers. At least three of them are disabled to varying degrees.But at the same time, every cat has a shiny coat and looks very healthy.
There is also a special room on the second floor, with many cages piled up, and it can be seen that most of the time they are vacant.Of the two current residents, the smaller cage contained a mottled, bald cat that Harry didn't even recognize at first glance as a cat;
"Hey, Albus, how's your day?" Sirius squatted down by the small cage first, Harry was a little used to it, his godfather would undoubtedly name a hairless cat Dumbledore.The bald cat backed away vigilantly, arching its back and hissing in warning, and Sirius dropped his palms and meowed softly at it on all fours.Harry couldn't help laughing, it was hard to associate Sirius with this kind of image.
After a while, the bald cat relaxed a bit, and Sirius cleaned up its used litter and praised it for eating today.Then he turned his head and explained to Harry that Albus was actually a tabby cat. Unfortunately, he contracted a serious skin disease during his wanderings, so he had to shave his hair and apply medicine.He was the newest addition to Sirius' family, Harry had to say, and whatever Albus the Cat had been through, it was luck.
After taking care of Albus the cat, Sirius gently unfastened the cover on the big cage. A black and white she-cat, presumably of Garfield bloodline, bared her teeth viciously at them. Three kittens of different colors The cubs suckle on her belly.
"Joanna." Sirius made a grimace, quickly checked the water and litter box, and covered the cloth back, "It's super fierce after having a baby, but it was enough before, and I still have her paw prints on my arms."
"Which is just James?" Harry asked.
"Except for Joanna." Sirius grinned, "Jame 1, Jaime 2, and Jaime 3 will have official names when they are weaned."
Harry tried to understand, "What do you mean...my dad's name is a temporary name?"
"Yes, I didn't really think about it, it's just..." Sirius seemed a little embarrassed, "It's just that I didn't sound so funny when I was here. Cough, the death rate of newborn kittens is quite high, it's hard to say which of them can Live to be independent. I call them all Jaime, so if anyone dies, it's 'Jaime died young'..."
"The one who survived was you who saved James," Harry said softly, and Sirius scratched his neck, looking even more ashamed.
"Like some kind of desensitization, I guess," he muttered. "I could call them something else, it's kind of ridiculous."
"No, it's fine," said Harry, looking at the cage that was covered. "My dad would love it."
"No wonder, he would laugh his teeth out." Sirius signaled him to walk away together, so as to save Joanna from being nervous all the time, "Anyway, as you can see, it's a bit... crazy here. I'm still trying to adapt, I After being away for ten years, many things have completely changed. If you don't want to live in-"
"I think it's nice here," interrupted Harry. "I think I'll like it here, Sirius. I want to live here and spend the summer with you and your cat."
Sirius looked at him in surprise, and then slowly revealed a smile that seemed to emerge from his body from the inside out, reaching his eyes and the corners of his mouth.
"I have to warn you, it's going to be a lot of trouble," he said. "Noisy barking, cat hair all over the place, tripping and breaking your neck at any time, and endless shoveling of stinky shit."
"Oh," Harry laughed too, his chest felt warm as if there was a cat next to it, "I'll be ready, I've dealt with dragons and Voldemort."
When the two hugged, several cats meowed happily around them.
(End of the article)
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