Hogwarts becomes host

"Meow──"

The screams resounded throughout the house, even heard by Lupine who was busy in the living room.

He was startled and wanted to check out the situation, but he immediately calmed down and returned to work.

A quarter of Shafiq's living room has been buried in letters, and owls are coming one after another. If the processing speed is any slower, these letters will bury him sooner or later.

That's the bad thing about magic. Just wave the wand and a bunch of letters will come out.

Not only the shouting letters must be processed in a timely manner, but also the letters from supporters of the Shafiq family and readers of the Daily Prophet must be read one by one. There may be all kinds of information, which is very troublesome and cumbersome.

Although he was concerned about Hermione and the others who had been turned into cats, the Shafiq family was protected by a magic spell and could not be in danger. They were fine and focused on their work.

Oh, another letter came from the Malfoys. Burn it.

Lupine here easily calmed down, but Harry and Ron over there were extremely shaken.

The brown-haired cat struggled wildly, waving its limbs and tail.

Meow meow meow meow, where the hell are you touching?

belly

That's a girl's secret

Damn pervert

This tragic situation made the orange cat shrink back, and she hurriedly got into Harry's side to find a sense of security.

The folded-eared cat was even more excited. She let go of Elaine's upper arm, stood up and tugged on her clothes with her front feet. She blinked her watery eyes and whined and begged. Her attitude was very simple and clear──

I also want to have my belly rubbed

Rub me, rub me, rub me

As if she didn't hear the harsh meow, Elaine continued to rub the brown cat's soft and puffy belly.

The five fingers, which are longer than ordinary people due to piano practice, are roaming freely on the fur, rubbing the fingertips and moving the wrist up and down, left and right, and the skillful cat licking techniques are constantly stimulating the brown-haired cat, and the unknown stimulation makes her Crazy want to escape from the clutches of the devil.

However, the strength of cats is very different from that of humans, and because their stomachs were turned, their limbs in the air had no leverage, and they were completely unable to get rid of this hateful big hand.

What devastated the cat the most was that there were other people in the room watching.

"Meow meow─────"

Can't stand it anymore

Touch, touch naughty touch

Eat my claw

The irrational brown-haired cat didn't care, opened its sharp claws, raised all four limbs, and launched a set of seventy-two claw attacks at Elaine's hand───but the sharp claws were magically absorbed before they touched the skin. blocked.

Wizards are so convenient, you don’t even need to wear rubber gloves.

"Meow-meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow."

The self-rescue methods completely failed, and the brown-haired cat screamed desperately, trying to beg for mercy.

Stop it, aren't we friends?

I treat you as a friend, what are you doing?

"Well, Elaine." Harry couldn't stand it anymore, "Isn't it nice of you to touch Hermione like this?"

Hope rose in the eyes of the brown-haired cat. Yes, tell this pervert to stop.

"What are you talking about?" Elaine looked confused. "I touched the cat."

"No, that's Hermione, you know that-"

"Hermione is a human, not a cat." Elaine casually turned the brown-haired cat over, grabbed her by the back of the neck and lifted her up, calmly showing it to Harry. "This is a cat, not a person."

"Meow Meow Meow Meow"

The brown-haired cat waved its limbs wildly and barked loudly, as if cursing someone.

You are the cat and I am the human

You bastard, you acted stupid, you did it on purpose.

The problem is that she can't speak human words, she can only meow, which is not lethal at all.

"But that's the cat Hermione turned into─"

"Why did Hermione turn herself into a cat?" Elaine still had a confused expression, pretending very well. "She doesn't have that ability either. You two took the wrong medicine."

"" Ron twitched his lips and said. "Then, where did these three cats come from? You don't have any cats at home, so you can't──"

"No matter where they come from, this is my home and I am the master here." Elaine replied. "So I can touch them, I have the right to touch them."

"Okay. But that cat doesn't seem to like being touched." Harry spread his hands helplessly, showing that he tried his best, "That milky white kitten really wants you to touch her. Why don't you change it to another one?" "

"Well, she didn't like it, probably because my technique was rough at the beginning. I was too excited just now. I'll be gentler later." Elaine shrugged and said. "But long-haired cats are softer, smoother, and more comfortable to touch; fold-eared cats are too weak and too small, so they are only suitable for looking at, not touching."

She stretched out a finger from her left hand and scratched the folded-eared cat's chin.

When the folded-eared cat narrowed its eyes comfortably, he gently pushed her to the side.

"This kind of British long-haired cat is fine and very healthy."

Just like that, Elaine put the brown-haired cat on the table, used her right hand to prevent her from struggling, and started to stroke the cat crazily with her left hand.

"Meow meow meow meow───"

"Meow meow meow"

The brown-haired cat's entire body was covered with hair--although it didn't look any different, she was already very fluffy--but no matter how hard she tried to resist, it was useless, and she could only let Elaine's hands move up and down.

The folded-eared cat was also anxious. The brown-haired cat didn’t want to be rubbed. She wanted to

Why is she weak? She is very healthy. Not even a cat can be fooled by this rubbish excuse.

So she made a leap, jumped onto Elaine's arm, and tried every means to divert Elaine's attention.

Meatball attacks, grinding, rolling, scratching, tail slapping, everything you can think of was used.

But Elaine still ignored her.

She is busy grooming the brown cat.

Changing from the casual and rough manner at the beginning, Elaine's left hand was along the cat's back and gently stroked down the fur. Occasionally, she used her thumb and index finger to massage the cat, focusing on the cat's head and back, especially between the ears. and behind the ears.

She covered one of the cat's ears, gently rubbed, rubbed, and turned it in circles, and then gently twisted the tip of the ear with her thumb and index finger, which made the brown cat's body go weak. The limbs that were still trying to escape slowly fell soft, and finally His body was weak, lying on his side and slumped on the table, and his screams were no longer as loud as they were at the beginning.

"Meow──"

"Look, as long as you find the right technique, the cat will feel comfortable and won't object to me touching it." Elaine proudly told Harry, and then began to attack the brown cat's chin. "So good, so good"

"Meow meow meow"

As soon as he heard Elaine's showy words, the brown-haired cat's consciousness, which was about to fly away, immediately returned to its original state.

After all, she was not a real cat, and she still had human pride. Her subconscious reaction was to growl in a low voice and bite down on Elaine's arrogant fingers.

"I won't reject it." Ron rolled his eyes and mocked. "Don't your fingers and conscience hurt?"

"This cat is shy." Elaine said without blushing or panting. "Her reaction just now tells me that she is very comfortable."

"...Let her go, Elaine, really." Harry said dumbfounded, "She's about to explode, really."

There are no blind people in this room. Anyone with eyesight can see that Elaine did it on purpose...but she seems to really like cats, and her techniques are extremely skillful.

"Okay, I'll let her go after a few puffs."