HP+ first love is no small matter

He suppressed a smile, "Okay, okay, just put it away," but he felt a little bad, "Do you want some? I think you really want some." As he said, he twirled the little cat with his fingertips. Mint handed over again.

"It has to look like a cat to be effective. Haven't you taken herbal medicine classes? People eating catnip will only help them sleep!" She said, pushing him with her hands, "Put the lid back on!"

The pinch of catnip fell all over himself, but he still just couldn't help laughing, "You're not a cat now," he said, "It doesn't matter if you cover it or not..."

"Cover it up!" She yelled at him, but it was useless, as if she still wanted to rub her cheek against him.

She said delicately, "Why do you have catnip!"

"I haven't slept well lately," he said, "I want to drink it in tea."

She didn't know why she was so weak that she couldn't lift her head, "The cat smells something wrong..."

"But you're human now..." he said.

"Peterina lost a finger, so his Animagus mouse also lost a finger," she poked his waist with her finger, and looked a little satisfied after he bent over with a smile, "The cat is excited It will take me some time after I wake up and turn back into a human..."

Her speech was a bit out of line, and she couldn't even pronounce the words very accurately, let alone grammar.

But he understood what she meant. If a man lost a finger, his Animagus would lose a finger too.

In the same way, if your Animagus is poisoned, you will still be poisoned even if you change back, otherwise the Animagus is a person's second life.

but……

The weakness of not even being able to lift his head was accompanied by his flushed face, watery eyes, soft and sweet tone of voice, and he kept biting his lips...

He felt that she didn't look excited, but emotional.

Unable to help his heart beat, "Speaking of which, most cats like catnip very much," he leaned beside her and hugged her, "Don't you like it?"

"Like it," she said, "would be light, would have a fast heartbeat, would be very happy, would be a little bit clueless about what I was doing but would love to rub something," she said, leaning her head into him In his arms, "It's like now..."

She was soft and fragrant, he whispered, "Like that? Have you ever tasted catnip?"

She rubbed her face against his chest, "No," she pouted, "I'm a human being, why should I take cat poison?"

But after a while, she said, "Touch my back, can you rub my back?"

He was a little hesitant, but he touched her back. She stretched her body comfortably, burrowed deeper into his arms, and said, "More..."

This is what cats like...

He said, "Aren't you really going to eat a little catnip?"

"No!" She said firmly, "I'm not a cat!"

……

There is no difference!

But then she said, "But it smells really good... With a cat's nose, you'll think, oh my god, how can there be such a good smell in the world!" She muttered, "They say the love potion is It varies from person to person, and it will let you smell what you think smells best, I think my love potion should smell that way...it smells really good, it smells really good..."

She bent her fingers and put them in her mouth to nibble lightly, and she had an intoxicated expression again.

"That's not poison," he said, carefully pulling her fingers out of his mouth and holding them, "it's not harmful to cats."

"It just makes them look stupid," she said. "Every time I smell it, the reaction is a little big. I read in the book that normal cats can take five to 15 minutes. I don't have half an hour to recover..."

She'd be rolling, circling, trying to grab her tail, rubbing her fluffy cat face against something, and in a kind of utterly inexplicable delight -- a goofy kind of ecstasy. Happy.

And now she was already a little bit drunk, and barely aware of what she was doing.

The combination of these two states made her a little too happy.

She said, "It's okay to smell it, why should I eat it? That's so stupid..."

Her behavior after smelling that smell is already embarrassing enough, doesn't she think it's not enough and insists on taking it orally?

She subconsciously burrowed into his arms again, "touch the ears," she said, "and the head..."

He held her in his arms and touched her ears and head, and he laughed, "Do you want to touch her back?"

She nodded and whispered, "Do I look stupid?"

"No, it's very cute." He lowered his head and found that she was still unconsciously rubbing her cheek against him, the back of his hand, his arm, and his chest. "It's so cute..."

"You just think I look stupid," she said. "People think it's cute to look brainless."

"How about you change back into a cat? Try catnip? It must be very good, many cats like it," he couldn't help but say, "How about a little bit? Just a bit the size of a fingernail, Let me feed you some catnip..."

The annoying lady will expose her belly completely and let you touch it, whatever you want.

"No!" she exclaimed. "That must be stupid!"

His bed smelled of catnip, and when she became a cat, she would hardly realize that she was a human again.

"Throw it away!" she cried in his arms, "throw it away!"

But it's not threatening at all.

"It smells everywhere," he said. "I threw it away and it smells. You have to wait until I change the sheets tomorrow and open the windows to let the air out."

She got a little annoyed and started biting her finger again, and he had to pull it out again, she bit herself really hard, teeth marks were starting to appear on it.

He felt that this was not a good idea, "Do you want me to open the door to get some air?"

"It's useless," she said, "I've already smelled it." She hugged him, "touch my back..."

He also hugged her, "Stop biting yourself..."

"Am I biting myself?" She raised her finger and looked at it, then instinctively tried to put it in her mouth again.

……

"I think alcohol mixed with catnip is a little too much for you," he said, "I'll get you something to sober up..."

He tried to get off the bed, but she held him back.

"I want to drink water," she said, "I'm so thirsty."

He got water for her, "You drink too fast, you don't get drunk immediately after drinking the wine, you have to wait for a while, and wait for it to slowly crawl from your stomach to your brain," he said, "Alcohol needs to be drunk slowly. Of course you will get drunk if you drink so much in one breath."

"I don't know, I didn't know it would be like this," she said, handing him the glass. "Whiskey is hot and bitter and must be high, but mead is sweet..."

"A lot of things are not as gentle as they appear," he filled the glass again, "drink a little more water," he said, "drink more water when you are drunk."

She drank it down again, and said to him, "I feel a burning from my throat all the way to my stomach..."

That's alcohol dehydrating you, he thought, giving her an ice cube to suck.

"I want ice cream," she said suddenly, "vanilla and chocolate."

"We'll eat when you're better," he coaxed her, "You're still drunk..."

"Can we eat when I'm well?" She held his hand like a child, "Then I want mint and strawberry..."

"Can't you finish it?" he asked her.

"Just put it there if you can't finish it," she said naturally, "I've never finished eating ice cream."

She suddenly became excited, "Do you want me to finish it? Can't I finish it?" She pretended to cry, "But I can't finish it! But I want to eat so many flavors!"

She held his hand, already in tears, "I can't finish it..."

"Okay, okay," he coaxed her, "If you can't finish eating, you can't finish it. It's okay. Just leave the leftovers. Be good. It's okay to put the leftovers there. At worst, I'll finish it for you. Be good. Don't cry, don't cry..."

Satisfied, she hugged him, "You are so kind."

She hugged him and kissed him on the cheek, "Mom doesn't like me wasting food..."

"I don't mind," he was immersed in her kiss in a daze, "as much as is left, I'll help you eat them..."

He really wanted to kiss her, she looked so cute as hell.

She unconsciously twisted gently in his arms, her face was flushed, sweat was constantly secreting from her forehead, even when she was vicious, her voice was thin, weak, sweet and soft.

He couldn't help but lowered his head and kissed her forehead, "You are really cute like this..."

"Don't be cute," she cried, "don't be cute!"

"Cute is stupid," she muttered, "cute is another word for stupid..."

A kisses her.

B kisses her on the cheek.

C kisses her forehead.

D holds her tight.

E asked her if he could kiss her.

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Tip; if you choose the wrong one, you may be headshot by Regulus...

But to be honest, after everyone chose catnip, Draco was already on the verge of being beaten.

Everyone is currently testing Regulus' bottom line.