The Big Boss Behind Hogwarts

"Bang bang bang!"

Hannah ran to the door of the dormitory, reached out and slapped the door panel.

Moriarty frowned when he heard the knock on the door.

Hannah's anxious loud call came in: "Senior Moriarty? Are you there, Senior Moriarty! Something happened to Hermione!"

Moriarty got up and opened the door for her. Hannah swallowed when she saw Moriarty with her upper body exposed and her eyes rolling.

Fair skin, strong muscles, a strong physique, and a masculine scent...

Hannah's little face was flushed, she didn't know what to think of, her eyes were blurred, and she forgot to say anything.

Moriarty coughed lightly, and a silver nightgown automatically flew over and put it on.

"You just said something happened to Granger?"

He stared down at Hannah.

Hannah looked away reluctantly, her mind was full of Moriarty's abs, and she said absent-mindedly, "Um...You mean Granger?"

"What do I ask you?" Moriarty was speechless.

"Ah!" Hannah said in embarrassment as if waking up from a dream, "Yes, yes, yes, Hermione drank the polyjuice potion, and she turned into a cat!"

After listening to the compound potion, Moriarty frowned even deeper, "Nonsense! Where is she?"

"In the……"

Hannah blinked, too excited to seem to have forgotten.

"I'm sorry Senior Moriarty, I, I forgot where we are..."

Hannah was on the verge of crying.

Seeing this, Moriarty walked to the desk in three steps at a time, and took out the Marauder's Map from a thick magic book.

In the girls' bathroom on the third floor, there was a name marked: Hermione Granger.

"Found it, let's go."

Moriarty dragged Hannah all the way to the bathroom, and Hannah finally remembered which compartment Hermione was in.

"Crunch."

Hannah opened the small door to the cubicle, and Hermione sat on the toilet lid with her back to them.

Hermione had already put on her clothes. Although the boy's clothes were looser, the fluffy cat fur couldn't be covered and was exposed outside.

Moriarty also saw a snow-white tail wagging playfully at him.

"Granger, give me your hand." Moriarty said softly, stretched out his right hand, trying to communicate with Hermione, "I'll send you to the school hospital for treatment."

"I'm not going," Hermione said softly, "I don't want to be found out, meow, please, don't take me out meow."

Hearing Hermione's slightly milky voice, Moriarty was annoyed and funny.

"If you don't, you'll be in the bathroom tonight."

"That's better than being seen." Hermione waved her right hand with a small pad, "The compound soup I brewed only lasted an hour, meow, and I recovered after the effect of the medicine. I just want to remind You, that gray cat in your bedroom has a problem!"

Hermione's voice rose in vain. Her own condition made her understand that the gray hair was not Moriarty's gray hair, but the gray cat.

And she was worried about Moriarty now!

"If you mean me, then I'm honored."

Princess Sophie trotted in with catwalks. Hermione didn't look back but the cat's ears moved and screamed, "It's you! Why is your hair turning white meow?"

"I'm not a cat," Sophie said, climbing onto Moriarty's shoulder, licking her paw, "If you put in ordinary cat fur, it might only last an hour, but you took How long will this princess's cat last? Who knows!"

"Meow. ⊙ω⊙"

Hermione was dumbfounded. The development of the matter has completely exceeded her expectations.

Hannah was also standing behind Moriarty blankly, what were they talking about?

The embarrassment of the two little girls also made Moriarty scratch his head slightly.

How to deal with it? Headache.

Only Sophie calmly licked her paws, which still had Master Moriarty's scent on them...

It was almost ready to eat, but it was destroyed by two little girls.

Sophie glanced at Hannah and Hermione dissatisfiedly, then rolled her eyes and had an idea.

"Master Moriarty, I propose, take her back to the dormitory." Sophie stretched out her cat's paw to Hermione, "Otherwise, no one knows what will happen to her? My identity, the master also knows of."

Moriarty nodded seriously.

Hermione didn't completely turn into a cat, but turned into something like a catwoman, which is most likely related to Sophie's original appearance.

In this way, the maintenance time of the compound decoction cannot be determined.

And Hermione didn't want to be seen by others, so she couldn't go to the school hospital.

Moriarty said, "Granger, you don't want to sleep in the bathroom either."

Hermione didn't reply, but she wagged her tail, and Moriarty knew she didn't want to, but was too embarrassed to admit it.

Moriarty smiled and said, "You don't want to become a horrible demon, monster, devil, do you?"

"Don't laugh meow!"

This time Hermione turned her head fiercely against Moriarty, her delicate and charming face was exposed under Moriarty's eyes

Moriarty looked up and down, and felt that Hermione in this appearance was pleasing to the eye and attractive.

There are cats' cuteness and softness, and Hermione's own stubbornness. Because of Sophie's age, Hermione has also become a little older.

The facial features look more three-dimensional, and the figure doesn't look like a little girl at all.

A pair of cat ears trembled unconsciously, and the pink pads on the palms and feet made Hermione's beard look less gnashing.

A tail is still wagging from time to time, like a gust of spring wind, which can blow into the heart of any man.

Seeing that Moriarty stared at her for a longer time this time, Hermione had a sweet feeling, avoided Moriarty's gaze, and said shyly, "What are you looking at?"

Moriarty stepped forward and hugged Hermione in his arms.

"As your senior," Moriarty said righteously, "I need to check the health of my junior."

Hermione huddled in Moriarty's arms, and the fluffy hair stuck to Moriarty's chest and abdominal muscles, and a hot feeling passed over.

Hermione meowed weakly: "It's better not to meow~"

Moriarty smiled softly: "I haven't held you accountable for trying to use Polyjuice Potion to turn me into me!"

"Huh?" Hermione was startled, how could she forget this? It was still discovered by him.

Hermione stuck out her tongue, and Moriarty noticed that even her tongue had turned pink.

When he walked out of the bathroom, Moriarty rubbed Hannah's head by the way, "Go back to sleep, little Hannah."

"Okay." Hannah nodded her head in a daze, watching them leave with envy in her eyes.

"I really want to be carried away by the senior like Hermione, the princess hug~"

Not long after, Moriarty took Hermione back to his bedroom.

Moriarty put Hermione on the bed and said to the dazed Violet, "You two sleep together tonight. I'll sleep on the sofa."

"Ah?" Violet was displeased, "Master, I don't want Master to leave."

Hermione also felt that it was not good for Moriarty to sleep on the sofa, after all, this was his own dormitory.

"Senior, come up here, this bed...is quite spacious."

Hermione felt her cheeks burn as she said this.

But the body moved to the side very honestly, making room for a space.

Moriarty touched his nose: "Then I won't be polite."

"Great!"

Hermione was stunned: "What are you doing meow!"

"I don't look." Hermione turned her back and covered her eyes with the pads of her palms.

Just the image just flashed in my mind.

Hermione felt like she was going to catch fire.

Suddenly, the feeling of longing for blood came again!

Hermione's eyes started to turn red: "Uh, I want to drink blood! Oh meow~"

The body began to twist restlessly.

The four fangs gleamed coldly.

Sophie found out, "Master Moriarty, she's starting to change, she needs to be fed something."

Moriarty shook his head and said, "She is not a vampire, so she must not drink blood."

"Then feed her something else." Sophie's eyes were full of smirks.

She jumped next to Hermione, muttered a bit, and Hermione crawled towards Moriarty like a cat.

"Granger?"

Moriarty sensed something was wrong.

"What are you doing?"

"Leave me alone, oops, Hermione! Oh—"

"Ugh~ You finally called me by my name, uh, meow~"

Hermione spoke intermittently, and raised her head to look at Moriarty. There seemed to be a hook in the beautiful cat's eyes, which could attract the soul and essence of a person.

After a long time, Hermione didn't want to drink blood anymore. Eyes also returned to normal.

"So, what is our relationship now?"

she asked Moriarty breathlessly.

"Shh, don't ask."