"Can't you be more generous?" Hermione held Crookshanks and gave Ronald a disgusted look, "A cat also messed with you?"

"This monster has provoked Scabbers!" Ronald hammered the table, and for some reason, Ronald became agitated, "That monster of yours always wants to catch my Scabbers, it's been hanging around me all night, if it wasn't If it doesn't get the chance, Ban Ban might not be as lucky as last time!"

Some time ago, Ronald and Hermione had a bad fight because of Ronald's mouse and Hermione's cat. However, under Harry's persuasion, the two still chose to let go of this unpleasant experience, but today, for some reason, Ronald brought up the old incident again.

"I told you that last time! Crookshanks is a cat! A cat! Cats catch mice, how many times do you have to tell me that before you understand?" Hermione doesn't like Ronald Her current tone and attitude are also very tough.

"Anyway you keep your cat away from Scabbers! Scabbers won't get a break as long as this monster is around!" Ronald had already snapped the tip of his quill. "Banban can't stay in my schoolbag or pocket all the time, he needs to be active."

"Then you can put your mouse in the bedroom." Hermione sat across from Ronald with the cat in her arms.

"The monster will slip in, just like last time!" Ronald stared at Hermione still unflinchingly.

"So what do you want to do? Um? Shall I lock Crookshanks away? To make room for your rats? Is that what you mean?" Hermione narrowed her eyes.

"Then you'd better do it!"

"Okay, can't you two stop arguing?" Harry rubbed his hair, straightened up on the chair, "I'm getting bored, let me be quiet for a while."

"You look bad." Hermione said, looking at Harry's face, "You look bad.

"The endless training leaves me no time to do my homework, and I have no time to be with you..."

"Ahem!" Hermione suddenly coughed very hard.

Fortunately, Harry realized it in time, Ronald was still here, he almost slipped his mouth just now.

"Together with what?" Ronald looked back and forth between Harry and Hermione suspiciously.

"It's nothing." Hermione brushed her hair, then pretended not to care and changed the subject: "It's Hogsmeade Day soon, are you all ready to go?"

"Only third-year students are allowed to go to Hogsmeade, do you think we are going to go?" Ronald was still angry.

"I think I might not be able to go." Harry said sadly: "You can't expect the Dursleys to sign the application form for me, can you? I dare say that even if I bring out the application form and beg them, they will Won't sign it, they'll be happy to see me disappointed."

"Oh, I've never heard you talk about it." Ronald's attention was distracted by Harry's words. "Then you won't be able to go to Hogsmeade? You know, I've wanted to take you to the Duke of Bee for a long time, what should I do now?"

"Perhaps you can ask Professor McGonagall tomorrow to see if she can allow you to go to Hogsmeade." Hermione didn't know that Harry's application form was not signed, but Hermione, unlike Ronald, could quickly figure out a way Solve the problem, although the solution may not be very good.

"That's the only way to do it." Harry sighed and leaned back in his chair.

He's really fed up with it lately. Wood's training has consumed a lot of time and energy for Harry. He hasn't even spent as much time on the Patronus Charm as he has spent on toileting. It's not that Harry hates training. , Harry understood Wood very well, Gryffindor hadn't won the Quidditch Cup for too long, and in Wood's last year Harry said he would help him get this trophy back, but it didn't mean Harry didn't know the priorities. As Solim told them, the learning cycle of the Patronus Charm is very long, Harry is really worried that the next time he encounters those dementors, he will not have mastered the Patronus Charm, it will be a big trouble, Harry doesn't want to faint again Once again, that scream that echoed in his ears always gave Harry a strange feeling.

The Quidditch team's practice, the delayed Patronus practice, the fact that Hogsmeade was largely impossible to go to, and the pressure of recently trying to keep it a secret from Ronald made Harry irritable and exhausted.

Oh, yes, and count the assignments assigned by the professors.

"Hermione..." Harry said weakly: "I beg you, please lend me your horoscope chart, I really don't have the energy to look through the book.

Hermione stared at Harry for a while, then reluctantly took out her homework from her bag.

"Go and rest as soon as you're done, you're really worrying like this." Hermione handed Harry her homework.

Ronald's eyes fixed on Hermione's homework, which he hadn't finished yet. But what happened next made Ronald forget about his homework.

While Hermione was rummaging through her bag, Crookshanks had jumped off her lap, looking at Ronald without blinking, flicking the tip of his hairy tail.

Then, without a word, it came suddenly.

w Oh no! You bloody monster! Let go!" Ronald yelled and grabbed Crookshanks for his schoolbag. But the big ginger cat just wouldn't let it go.

"Ronald! Don't hurt him!" Hermione screamed and stood up.

The whole living room is watching the excitement. Ronald took the schoolbag and turned it around quickly, but Crookshanks still held onto it, and Banban jumped out from the top of the schoolbag.

"Get that cat!" Ronald yelled.

By this time, Crookshanks had let go of his schoolbag and jumped under the table to chase the terrified mouse servant.

George rushed to grab Crookshanks, but missed. Banban ran between everyone's legs, and rushed under a cabinet in a flash. Crookshanks stopped abruptly, crouched low, and (got good) began to reach under the cabinet furiously with his front paws. Ronald and Hermione ran over quickly; Hermione grabbed Crookshanks by the waist, and then lifted it to another place with great effort, while Ronald lay on the ground, grabbed Scabbers' tail with great effort, and lifted it pulled out.

"Look!" he said to Hermione furiously, shaking Scabbers in front of her, he was skinny! You don't let that cat near it!"

"It's not Crookshanks' fault!" Hermione's voice trembled, "I'll tell you again! Crookshanks is a cat! It's a cat! Cats like to catch mice, you can't blame him for that!"

"Then who should I blame? Eh? You? You insisted on buying this monster!" Ronald put Scabbers in his pocket angrily, "Or should I blame Scabbers for being a mouse? So he deserves it Tormented by this monster?"

The students in the entire lounge stared dumbfounded at the two people who were blushing and thick-necked. .

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