[HP] Disappearing Cat Raccoon

When my friend exclaimed, "This woman is finally crazy", I also felt that I really should be crazy.

Just now I was in Diagon Alley in Universal Orlando, where the "pet store" was actually a doll store and bought an orange cat doll pretending to have a cat. This orange cat is soft and cute, with big brown eyes and three lines on the forehead that are the same as tiger lines, so cute makes people doubt life. After I bought it, I didn't even put it in my bag, and when I held it in my arms and slapped the ground vigorously, the dragon lying on the Gringotts above his head let out a roar, and then spit fire directly at the ground.

I was so frightened that I almost threw the orange cat on my hand. When I turned my head, I saw that the gray sky became brighter inexplicably, and then the texture of the Hufflepuff school uniform I was wearing suddenly changed. The original yellow inner The lining turned into ordinary black, and even the tickets hanging around the neck were gone.

Also gone are my friends Ji and ten years of life.

I was dumbfounded, I was wearing a school robe, I was holding a domestic smartphone in my hand, I was afraid that I would think I was advertising, I was holding an orange cat, and meowing at me.

The bag that originally had the faces of the three protagonists of HP in my hand became an ordinary handbag. It contained the notebook quill I bought, Bibi Duowei Beans and a chocolate frog. I was wearing a school uniform. The shop next to it that sold dolls became a real pet store. pet shop.

My orange cat meowed at me again with a very innocent expression.

I'm really getting sick of meowing.

Looking around, I looked at the bright sky and was a little stunned. When I thought about why I suddenly seemed to be wearing it, I heard a sigh in my ear.

"Miss Evans, let's go get a wand now."

Evans? I'm not so...

What's my name?

I looked up at the aged professor who was wearing a slight smile in front of me, but what I blurted out was something that I felt a little bit wrong.

"I'm not alone in the future, he will accompany me in the future, right?"

The orange cat in my arms meowed softly and seemed to soothe me. I reached out and touched his soft fur, which was so soft that I couldn't believe it.

"Oh yes, of course."

Professor McGonagall's expression softened - although this kind of softness is no different from the coldness just now, I can hear this soft attitude, and even a memory that should not be mine is added to my mind.

Not me, I know it's not mine because I can feel the meaning of "it's not my memory" in it.

I'm not that "Lily Evans". As a hp fan, I've almost recited seven books by heart. And because of that, I know I'm not that "Lily Evans".

She's already dead, I'm not Lily Evans, and I'm blood related to Harry.

My name is Irina Evans.

The name isn't as nice as I used to be, although I don't know what my old name was, so I'll go with the name Irina Evans for now.

I live in an orphanage and my parents have passed away. Then, I'm going to the magical world...

"Miss Evans, this cat in your hand..."

"My name is Ronnie."

"Okay, Ronnie..."

"Ronnie Evans."

I saw that the corners of Professor McGonagall's mouth seemed to twitch, with a hint of obvious teacher frustration in his tone: "Okay, Mr. Ronnie Evans has a part of the cat raccoon blood."

"Cat raccoon?"

My hand paused for a while, and then I recalled the scene I saw just now before I said carefully: "There are two orange cats in it, Ronnie chose me."

"Miss Evans will bring good luck to the owner, let's go buy a wand next."

Oh wand.

I have Luna's wand but I didn't bring it with me at home, as for my wand...

My friend Ji urged me to buy it, but I held back.

Strange, I still remember the name of my friend Ji, but not mine.

Following Professor McGonagall to Ollivander's wand shop, I looked at Ollivander's look at me, bowed my head, and stroked the cat.

Cats make me happy, cats make me happy.

"Good afternoon Professor McGonagall, I still remember your wand..."

"I brought new students today."

"Oh yes, freshman."

I lowered my head to stroke the cat, Ronnie raised his head and purred and then stopped talking. Ollivander looked at me, as if showing a smile: "Dear miss, what's your name?"

"Irina, Irina Evans."

"Cute name."

He gave me a little encouragement, and I glanced at Professor McGonagall before answering his questions.

"Which hand do you use?"

"Right hand."

"how tall are you?"

"have no idea."

"Do you like sweets?"

I watched him measure my arm, and there were all kinds of weird questions mixed in. I nodded, and finally took a wand.

It's a bit long, tough, but soft.

"The wood of the horn tree with the unicorn feathers, thirteen and three-quarters of an inch, a bit long, but very resilient."

I looked up at him, then held my orange cat in one hand and took the wand. The wand felt so comfortable to me that I tapped the wand body twice with my finger, and the tip of the wand seemed to flicker with a flocculation before disappearing into the air again.

"Lovely response."

"This is……"

I pursed my lips and decided to speak after listening to Ollivander's words "Wands choose wizards".

"You mean a little long, do you mean that I will grow taller in the future, so the wand will become longer?"

"It's possible, dear lady."

"I'm not called the lovely lady, my name is Irina."

Professor McGonagall already understands that I am obsessed with names and orange cats. Mr. Ollivander was a little helpless, but nodded quickly: "Yes, Miss Irina, do you have any questions?"

"there is none left."

You can't say it, so I'll look up the meaning of the horn tree.

After that, based on the money I had, the welfare home seemed to be in good condition. I had some money myself, and I had more than enough with second-hand textbooks and second-hand robes. Professor McGonagall and I mentioned the possible impact of returning to the orphanage, including but not limited to the destruction of my textbooks, cauldrons, school robes, and the destruction of my books and wands. Professor McGonagall decided to put me Arranged at the Leaky Cauldron.

"I can also do odd jobs, carrying dishes or something."

I'm twenty-one, of course I can do these things, but I just turned eleven when I came here for some reason.

"Miss Evans, you are walking beside the guests with a tray. They probably only see a tray floating in the air."

Boss John had a very poisonous mouth, and then opened the smallest room for me, and stipulated that I should wash the cup at the right time.

Wash the cup, just wash the cup, it doesn't matter.

I didn't see me in the mirror until after everyone was gone, with red hair - the color I just dyed, and it was really pretty red, kind of like Lily Evans. Brown eyes, the same color as mine. Then there is my own facial features a little more westernized.

Western version of me.

I stared at the mirror for a long time, and then heard the mirror's voice: "Honey, your red hair is like a fire."

"thanks."

Turning my head, I glanced at the school robe spread out on the bed, and saw that the hem and sleeves of the robe were nailed up.

It's really good, I can put it down and continue to wear it in the future, I'm fine with needlework.

One has lived overseas for more than four years, and of course needlework is okay.

The textbooks are all in English, and I read it very easily, no different from reading my mother tongue. The handwriting is mine, and the quill works great.

Mr. Ronnie let out a meow, and I remembered that I had bought him cat food, so I grabbed him a handful.

It's good, I will continue to live by myself from now on.

Watching Mr. Ronnie eat, I tentatively put my hand on his back, slide it slowly, and sigh.

Are my parents okay? Will my friend Ji be scared to see me disappear? Or is it a male version of me who went back and married my Jiyou directly?

How could I have the feeling that I was green?

Will my parents be very sad, but at this point they haven't known each other, one is in college and the other is in the army. But this is not a world line, what about me?

"Mr. Ronnie, how are my parents?"

He let out a meow, which should be fine.

Then, it's better.

The author has something to say:

Update it, this article is to commemorate the years when I was obsessed with HP

The main reason is because, today, I went to Universal Studios Orlando, and was complained by Ji You that this woman was finally crazy. I……

Anyway, let's update

The wand is the one I tested myself at pottermore, eh