[HP]Helen Pan

"Go on!" Ron pushed me from behind, causing me to stagger and take a step forward.

I looked back at the four people behind me and said with my mouth, why me?

"..."

The four of them were silent in a tacit understanding, just telling me with their eyes, hero!Give your life!We support you in spirit!

As a last resort, I walked slowly to the door.Mrs. Norris sat on the spot, tilting her head and looking at me obediently, sweeping the ground back and forth with her big fluffy tail.

After squatting down and staring at Mrs. Norris for a while, I whispered, "Honey, can I hug you?" I reached out and touched her head tentatively. He swallowed, holding her forelimbs and hugged her up.

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Norris looked extraordinarily well-behaved in my arms, she didn't scream or make trouble, and even stretched her neck to rub my chin.

She is very good!

I turned around and lip-synced to Harry and the others, and then I hugged Mrs. Norris in front of them. Ron turned his head away in disgust, Hermione was on the sidelines, and Neville reluctantly reached out and touched his back. , and retracted like an electric shock, only Harry touched it back and forth a few times.

In the darkness, there was a low meowing sound suddenly.

Not Mrs Norris.

We looked back to the classroom door neatly, and Anthony was squatting there motionless.Under the moonlight, Anthony's fur was a ghostly blue, and my palms were sweating, and I felt that something bad was about to happen.Sure enough, the next moment, the obedient cat in my arms, Mrs. Norris, yelled and struggled violently and jumped out of my arms.After chasing Anthony, he ran away like a smoke.

The hallway at night was so quiet that we could hear every sound.Soon, we heard the heavy footsteps of the watchman Filch, and he said hoarsely, "My dear Norris, have you found them?"

I stared back at the four people and forgot to breathe for a moment.

"Run!" Harry yelled in a low voice, and he pulled me up and dashed towards the back door of the classroom.

It's the speed of life and death all the way.When we were blocked by a locked door at the end of the corridor, I was so desperate that Filch's footsteps sounded like they were coming around the corner of the stairs.

"My God! The door is locked! We're screwed!" Ron cursed under his breath, pushing the door in despair.

"Get out of the way!" Hermione pushed Ron away, snatched the wand from Harry, tapped on the lock, and whispered, "Alahoh hole!"

With a click, the door lock opened.

After hiding in the house, I was dizzy in a moment of excitement, and even patted Hermione on the shoulder and praised her. "Good for you!"

But she looked at me with strange eyes, and I retracted my hand resentfully and touched my nose.There seemed to be a warm and stench spreading in the air. Neville and I looked at each other, and then almost turned our heads time after time...

"Harry..." I stared at the three-headed giant dog in front of me with a stiff expression, trying to keep my voice calm, "Is Filch gone?"

"Let's go!" Harry said excitedly, and then he was speechless, and I think he also looked at the three-headed dog that almost filled the room.

The dog's saliva was sticky and dragged to the ground, but there was still a trace of it attached to the corner of the mouth, and the exhaled breath was warm and had an indescribable rancid smell.It roared in a low voice, as if it would rush over and eat us all in the next moment.

"You, you, who do you think it will eat first?" I subconsciously looked at Neville beside me.

Harry and the three of them were standing close to the door, while Neville and I were standing three steps away from the big dog.Geographically speaking, if it were to attack, Neville would definitely die first - because he was fatter than me.But it's also very likely that I will die with him, because the big dog has three mouths.

"You go back first!" I murmured to Neville with my head tilted slightly.

He stared at me with wide eyes, his already chubby face looked even more silly.I frowned and mouthed him to hurry up.

Judging from the movements behind, Neville had successfully retreated.I pursed my lips tightly, not daring to move, for fear of angering the monster with teeth and claws in front of me.

"go!"

The wrist was easily grabbed, and Harry dragged me and slammed the door out quickly, following Ron and the others who ran out first.

At breakfast the next day, when Malfoy saw Harry and Ron sitting there eating bacon and eggs intact, his mouth was opened so wide in surprise that one couldn't help but want to stuff eggs into it.

"Then what he looks like! I really want to tear his mouth open! Let him be covered with scabies!" Ron clenched his fist angrily at Malfoy's back.

I yawned and tried to open my eyelids, which suddenly weighed more than ten catties.I finally know how important a good night's sleep is for a growing child, and God knows how hard it took me to dig myself out of the sheets today.

There's another Charms class today, and I hope that Merlin will keep me from falling asleep during Professor Flitwick's hilarious class!

Harry and Ron didn't seem in the slightest tired from staying up all night, and the two of them were even talking furiously about the possibility of eating Malfoy alive one day when he fell into their hands.

Reaching out and scratching my neck, I yawned again.

"Okay! Gentlemen, calm down?" I interrupted, picked up a piece of bread, spread a thick layer of blueberry jam on it, and put it in my mouth, "I don't think Professor McGonagall wants her college students to So obsessed with penology."

Harry touched his nose, but didn't make a sound; while Ron seemed to be more excited, he pulled Harry's sleeve, winked and whispered, "Yesterday, the big dog seemed to be lying on a trap door, you said that What's hiding under there?"

Harry seemed to think of something suddenly, and he looked suddenly enlightened.Then he told me about what Hagrid had taken from Gringotts; and then he told me that the locker at Gringotts happened to be stolen.He also said that he suspected the three-headed dog was guarding the very thing Hagrid had brought back.

"Come on, Harry!" I swallowed all the slices of bread in my hand before I said with some headache, "Harry, whatever the dog is guarding is none of our business! As for the theft from Gringotts, I Trust the police... no, the Ministry of Magic will take care of it just fine. Anyway, it doesn't look like something for us first years to worry about!"

At this moment, Hermione walked into the hall.After looking around for a while, she sat next to Neville without hesitation - the place farthest from the three of us.Disappointed, I picked up the milk glass and took a sip.

Actually...I kind of want to reconcile with her...Maybe, she's not as annoying as she looks.

I reached out and scratched my neck again. I don't know why I felt itchy when I woke up this morning.

"Helen... what's on your neck?" Ron stared, pointing at me with an exaggerated expression.

neck?

I frowned, and stretched out my hand to scratch my neck again.

"It's cat lice!" Madam Pomfrey didn't even look at me, she turned around and took out a box of white powder from the low cabinet, "Close your eyes!" she said.

After a while, the white powder fell all over the sky, and I choked because I was not prepared.A small amount of powder was accidentally inhaled into the trachea, and it hurt so hot that I couldn't help but burst into tears.

Madam Pomfrey pointed her wand at me, and cast a curious incantation.

Then, she smiled, reached out and patted my robe that was still stained with powder, and said softly, "Honey, pick it out and shake off those annoying little bugs."

"What is this?" I looked at the black bugs that were the size of the fingernail of my little finger, and I shuddered.

"It's cat lice." Madam Pomfrey handed me a cup of tea, and carefully wiped off the powder left on my cloak with a brush, "If you don't bathe your cat regularly, he will get this bug."

"That's impossible! I bathe Anthony every three days!" I retorted.But after thinking about it, I fell silent. Maybe I got the lice from Mrs. Norris last night.

"Okay! My dear Helen, you should know that when you start keeping a pet, you should treat him as a friend and take him into your heart. You know, in his eyes, you are the only one who is not good. Responsible owner!" Madam Pomfrey's voice was filled with condemnation, and I lowered my head with some inexplicable shame.

These days, I have to deal with the homework at Hogwarts, and I am also busy with self-studying the textbooks of ordinary schools... Speaking of which, I did not care much about Anthony for a while.

She straightened up and stared into my eyes and said, "Of course, I think you should know the severity of cat lice. You should know that this lice is similar to ordinary lice when it is on a cat. But when it crawls on a human body, it drank the human body." After blood, they will grow up quickly, and then drill into your body, sucking you dry!"

I was frightened by her, and my legs softened and I fell on the sofa behind me. Madam Pomfrey put on a gentle smile again, and said softly, "Don't worry, this is only a theoretical possibility." I took out my anti-allergy medicine and a pack of powder from the cupboard and put them in my hand, "Go back and give your cat a bath! Remember, be gentle~"

This is already the third time in a day that I have wandered into the guard room.But I still don't know how to talk to Filch without him yelling at me.

"Okay, little guy! You better not let me know you're skipping class!" Filch suddenly appeared behind me with heavy breathing, and Mrs. Norris followed him step by step.

Filch stared at me fiercely, his eyes rolled slightly, as if he was thinking about how to find someone to punish me.

"Mr. Filch..." I swallowed, and handed the powder packet in my hand to him, "I think you don't care about your cat too much. Mrs. Norris has lice, Pang Mrs. Frey said that she needs to use this to take a bath..." Looking at his face cautiously, I said boldly, "Or, I will help her wash?"

"Have lice?"

Filch looked down at Mrs. Norris and murmured suspiciously.As if responding to her master, Mrs. Norris squatted down and scratched her neck vigorously with her hind legs.

Filch raised his head, took the medicine pack away from my hand, waved his arm and shouted loudly and fiercely, "Okay! It's none of your business here! You'd better be careful, don't let me watch if I shouldn't." See you when it's your time!"