HP+ first love is no small matter

"I just bought catnip," he said, "I'm curious to know that when I used to have cats, cats liked..."

"So you want to see if my Animagus likes it?" she cried, hitting him with her hand. "How could you do that!"

"I'm curious," he said, "I'm really curious, you know not everyone has animagus, right? Come to think of it, Peter Pettigrew lost a finger, so he becomes The mouse is missing a finger, and what about the tail? You know, man doesn't have a tail, so what if we cut off his tail?"

"Go to hell!" she screamed, "then why don't you chop off his tail instead of feeding me catnip! Do you think I'm stupid?"

"Shh," he said, "you're bringing someone over..."

She blushed violently, "It's too embarrassing!" she said, "It's so embarrassing! You've seen how embarrassing it is!"

She hugged his pillow, buried her face in his pillow and screamed, "I hate you!"

"I don't think it's ugly," he said, "I think it's very cute..."

She is rarely so obedient and sweet, even hitting him makes him feel very happy.

"You just want to see a shameful stupid image of me!" She covered her face, and he reached out to tear it off, "Not stupid," he said, "Not shameful, I think it's cute, really cute ..."

"Don't say that's cute!" She patted him with her hand, "Don't say that's cute!"

He finally tore the pillow out of her arms, and she couldn't beat him with all his strength, so he sat next to her and stretched out his arms to hug her, "It's not stupid," he whispered, "I like it very much..."

"Am I drooling?" She cupped her face. "Am I drooling? Am I drooling like a fool?"

"No," he tried to tear her hand off, "you're not drooling, and you look cute..."

"Don't be cute!" she cried, "How can you be so stupid and cute!" She snatched his pillow again, and continued to throw it at him, "I hate you the most!"

"Then what should I say?" He couldn't laugh or cry, "It's really cute..."

"After you eat a little catnip, you'll know whether it's cute or not!" she cried, pointing her wand at him, and he lay on the bed, not understanding what happened, and everything around him became bigger , he raised his hand to see what happened, but found that he raised a paw with white hair and pink pads...

She literally turned him into a cat...

"They said you were once turned into a ferret," she held him by the back of the neck, "It looks like everything you turn into will be white." She jumped off the bed and scanned his dormitory. In the end, she sat back on his bed again, put him on the bed, and leaned over to talk to him, "Don't try to run." She stared at him, "You can't run now, you'd better stay here obediently, otherwise From today onwards you must have the self-awareness of being a cat!"

He looked at her and nodded.

She was a little satisfied, "Sit down."

He bent his hind legs awkwardly, and sat on his lap neatly.

"stand up."

He managed to stand up like a human on his hind feet—although it was a bit difficult for a cat.

"Round in circles," she said, "in circles after your own tail."

He had no choice but to do so, but felt that there was a kind of unusual joy in it—is chasing tails so fun?

"stop."

He let go of his tail reluctantly.

She held him up to her eyes, "Why do I think you seem to be very happy?"

Really happy...

"I don't like it when you're so happy," she said, passing her hands under his armpit, holding him high, and asking him suddenly, "Have you seen The Lion King?" She laughed, "Sunshine Everything it shines on is our country."

……

How to put it, he always felt that catnip or alcohol still had at least one effect on her.

She said, suddenly jumped out of bed and held him around a few times, she said, "But this sentence is neither true nor true for Britain. It is said that the sun never sets on the empire, but I suspect that there is no sunshine here."

Her steps were light, her hair pouring down her shoulders, and he was held aloft, a little dizzy.

"Dizzy?" She moved him closer to her face, "If you get dizzy, meow."

"Meow~"

"Actually, I'm dizzy too," she said, shaking him a little bit unsteadily, "I'm actually not very good at turning around..."

……

He was sure she was still drunk.

She jumped back on the bed just like that, put both hands on his front legs and let him stand on her lap, his whole cat was straightened, and she said, "You will be fined to stand for a while first."

She said, looking around, "Lean against the wall," she put him against the wall on the inside of the bed, "Stand firm."

She let go and he stood there trembling.

"I'm going to the bathroom." She stood up from the bed, and he quickly showed her the bathroom in the room, and she became fierce again, "Stand back!"

He stood obediently.

She came out of the bathroom and found that he was still standing obediently, although his hind legs were shaking constantly because this movement was really difficult for a cat.

She smelled of his lavender soap in her hands, and she hugged him tightly, "You know it's uncomfortable being a cat?"

……

She hugged him to her chest...

She would never have done that when he was a human being.

"Why do you have blue eyes," she became curious, "You were obviously gray when you were a human..."

She became dizzy, and then lay on his bed. Because of dizziness, she simply put him on her stomach and lifted him up, but only lifted his front legs, so his whole cat was stretched. I thought—it turns out that cats can be stretched so long!

Her hands were completely bent at ninety degrees, but he still felt that he could be stretched a little more.

But soon returned to the original, she was so sleepy, he was almost flattered by her on her chest.

He didn't dare to move, and he didn't dare to scream, because just by being placed on his chest like this, he felt that he would be silenced when she woke up.

Speaking of which, she actually has no breasts...it's almost flat when she lies down...

After all, she was only 14 years old, and she was such a thin girl. Not to mention Crabbe, he suspected that Blaise's pectoral muscles were bigger than her chest.

She touched his head one after another, from the head to the tip of his tail, and said to him, "It's not so fun to be a cat..."

But he was so comfortable that he just wanted to meow. No wonder the annoying lady likes others to touch her. No wonder when she gets angry, touching her chin can make her temper better. It's so cool to be touched by her ears and chin!

"Regulus is the most annoying thing."

"I like him the most but also hate him the most."

She said, rubbing his head vigorously, he was so comfortable that it was a bit difficult to accept that he was actually a human being.

She said, "He..."

Muttering, she rolled over, and he was thrown straight from her onto the bed.

She said suddenly, "He likes to grab the back of my neck and shake me around!" She suddenly sat up and grabbed the back of his neck and shook him, "It doesn't hurt, right! It really doesn't hurt!"

He was staring at being dumped, and he really didn't understand the specific connection between Regulus's liking to dump her and her dumping him.

"But I'm just pissed," she said, falling back on the bed with a thud. "I hate when he treats me like a cat."

"I hate being treated like a pet!" she exclaimed. "You can't do that to me either!"

She finally remembered, "You just planned to feed me catnip!"

She freed her hand, opened the catnip he had covered before, and held it in front of him, "Take a deep breath."

He took a deep breath.

"Two more puffs," she said, twirling a pinch between her fingertips. "Eat it."

He obediently licked the bit of catnip off her fingertips.

He licked carefully, paying attention to her expression while licking.

She smiled and tapped his head with her finger, "itch!"

But it took a while.

She held the nape of his neck and stared at him, "You didn't respond?" She couldn't believe it.

She twirled another pinch of catnip and handed it to him. He observed her expression and still obediently licked them off her fingers.

Speaking of...

Catnip is really...

Taste it with a cat's palate...

Really delicious? !

After a while.

"You didn't respond?" She was about to collapse, "Why didn't you respond to the same cat!"

Not all cats will respond, some cats just won't.

Kittens will not have it, and some adult cats will not have it, and cats that eat too much will no longer have reactions.

But he should belong to the category that is naturally unresponsive.

he thought, watching her.

She put her hands under his armpit and raised him high, "No!" She shook him, "Why do I react so much and you don't react at all!"

She got angry, "You can't be unresponsive!"

he……

A meow~

B plays dead.

C imitates her previous appearance.

D said he really had no choice.