[HP] Disappearing Cat Raccoon

This is the third time I've met Hermione in the bathroom—her shaggy brown hair stands out so much that I instantly recognize her.

"Hermione?"

I am still somewhat familiar with Hermione, not because of anything, but because this little witch bought all the notes I sorted out in the first grade, and sometimes came over to ask me questions or something, so it was inevitable that I would be familiar with it.

When she was with me, she didn't seem to think that I was Harry's cousin, but simply regarded me as a super-powerful senior. Seriously, this feeling...

Super cool.

That's why I was a little worried when I saw her alone in the bathroom. I pulled Linda and then went up and patted her on the shoulder lightly.

"What's the matter, little girl?"

"A freshman in Gryffindor?"

Linda squeezed over and glanced at Hermione, and frowned when she saw her very depressed look: "Someone pushed you?"

This kind of thing can happen anywhere, but it is not Slytherin but Gryffindor that happens the most, Ravenclaw also has it, and Hufflepuff has also had this kind of thing. To be honest, the person who was excluded at the time was me, but in the end, didn't everyone come to kneel and ask me for notes?

Of course, Professor Sprout is also very strict in this regard. Basically, when this happens, people will be directly pulled over to drink tea and confinement. Over time, this situation will be much less in Hufflepuff.

As for why Slytherin does not have as much exclusion from Gryffindor as Gryffindor, we speculate that it may be because Slytherin people feel that it is too embarrassing to put this exclusion on the bright side, but Gryffindor does not.

"Probably the same reason I was sidelined at the time."

I opened my mouth thoughtfully and raised my eyebrows at Linda: "It's just you."

"So my notes are free now, and they all have to pay."

Linda's face was suddenly enlightened and feigned triumphant, and what she said made Hermione smile a little, then quickly turned sad again.

"Listen, girl, being smart is not your weakness. It's normal for others to be jealous of you because of your smartness. They gossip about you because they know they're not as good as you."

Linda picked a Bubble Bubble Gum from her pocket and put it in Hermione's hand, and I took out a piece of chocolate.

Don't ask why we still have this in the bathroom, there is no Hufflepuff without snacks in our pockets. Thank you.

After I felt that the little girl was in a better mood, I saw two Slytherin girls coming from behind. Seeing that we were surrounding Hermione, we didn't show any expression. Instead, they came up to me and showed a puzzled expression.

I shrugged and pointed at my head and they understood. The two Slytherin girls were both fifth-grade students, and they didn't have any pretense of "noble blood" against Hermione. Instead, they took out a magic lipstick from their pockets and pulled Hermione's hand directly on the back of hers. There was a little color test on it.

"This color goes well with your skin tone."

"First grade girls don't need this, you might as well recommend a moisturizer to her."

"Can you put a bottle of moisturizing water in your pocket? Honey, do you want to try this color on your mouth?"

If you're in a bad mood, go to a girls' bathroom and you'll get lots of encouragement, a bunch of lipsticks to try on, and a bunch of people you hate with you.

After that I looked for Harry, looked into his green eyes and said, "Can you tell me what happened to Hermione?"

"Hermione?"

"Do you hate her?"

"I don't hate it."

Harry's face was dazed, and he almost wrote "I'm straight, I don't understand" on his face.

"So, did someone speak ill of her behind her back because of her cleverness?"

I turned my eyes to the blackboard in this empty classroom, which would have been really bad if I were only eleven.

"I'm also very smart. In the first grade, some people pushed me because of my smartness."

I think Harry should be able to understand, he was a little worried, but also a little more embarrassed.

"Sometimes, Hermione, it's really annoying, but it's good intentions, I understand."

"Then go talk to her."

"How can I tell her she's a girl?"

"I'm a girl too. Would you like to say something nice to me?"

"Oh Irina, you are my sister and I love you."

Well, I love you too.

Then I felt like Harry should have talked to Hermione too: at least Hermione wasn't as helpless as the last time. On Halloween, I quickly took the steak from the dinner and stuffed it into my mouth. After I was full, I saw Professor Quirrell rushing into the hall.

Oh, speaking of him, I have to explain that in addition to the school uniforms, I also brought a $49.99 Marauder map from my original place.

It's so expensive.

But it works, I see him sticking up with Voldemort in his office every day - it's not Voldemort yet, it shows "Tom Riddle".

But I didn't tell anyone, and I studied hard in Professor Quirrell's class, pretending I didn't know anything.

Say what's the use? Our Defence Against the Dark Arts professors change every year, and I figured I could give this position a shot when Harry took down Voldemort.

By the way, Professor Quirrell was a former Ravenclaw.

Then, as always happens, my little cousin finally had a trio, and by his first game in November, I saw him gobble the Snitch.

"Are you OK?"

"I'm fine."

"Really okay?"

"It's really okay, Irina, you've asked me seven or eight hundred times."

"So…"

I looked at Harry sitting in the medical wing, ignoring the gossipy eyes of Ron next to me. After thinking about it, I looked at my cousin's green eyes and said, "Then are you alright?"

"puff."

Hermione just stood aside and laughed outright, making Harry and I both a little embarrassed. Honestly, I'm a bit clumsy about this.

"It's not all right. I saw Snape cast a spell on him. Snape did the problem with the broomstick."

"…"

My eyes suddenly became weird. I looked at Ron's red hair and glanced at my red hair again. I reached out and patted the little boy on the shoulder, adding a little sigh to his tone.

"Mr. Ron Weasley, you can go and ask your brothers, they will die of laughter in the hall of the school when they hear your opinion. No, the whole school will die of laughter in the hall."

"Why?"

"because…"

I glanced at Harry, thought for a moment and then sighed: "I'll just say that, Harry, do you remember the first words Professor Snape said when he saw you?"

"Ok?"

"The first sentence often represents a lot of meaning. This is some research on the psychology of ordinary people, and I have a little understanding of it."

I crossed my hands and looked at Harry and smiled: "Like when I first saw you, what was the most emotional sentence in me?"

"You say: 'I'm great.'"

Harry laughed directly. In his eyes, his cousin was indeed very powerful: "In Snape's words, he only asked me three questions when he saw me. I was so impressed that I was deducted points for this."

"What's the first question?"

"What do I get if I add narcissus root powder to a wormwood infusion?"

Hermione quickly answered on the side, looking at me with a puzzled expression: "It's a very common question, the answer is a powerful sleeping pill, also known as a drink of life and death. Harry didn't answer, he said Really sorry."

"No, narcissus is a kind of lily, wormwood is bitter, and the name of potion means life and death, as well as walking dead. And it is very common to use flower language to express in the generation of professors."

I pursed my lips and gave a slightly sad expression to the ignorant boy. Seriously, in my few encounters with Professor Snape, he's been avoiding my red hair so much that the rhetoric in Potions isn't as sharp. Later, when the whole school knew about it, no one would say it, and most people buried this gossip in their hearts.

"My aunt, your mother is Lily Evans. Professor Snape's first words to you were that I still regret and regret your mother's death to this day."

The author has something to say:

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By the way, what do you think of Harry CP =. = It's not Qiu, Qiu and Cedric are a couple, and they don't write bl, I don't eat Haddah very much

It's true to lean a little bit Haha _(:з"∠)_

And about the bathroom, I have a bit of a say in the United States. Basically, when I see a girl crying in the bathroom, there are a group of people next to her [most of them don't know each other] who will comfort her, and sometimes help her with a few words of scolding. And help with lipstick color test, say you are the most beautiful, your clothes are so beautiful... and so on.

Super warm? (????ω????)?