A Certain Magical Hogwarts

Chapter 286 William and Hermione Letting Go

News of Hermione's hospitalization quickly spread throughout the entire campus.

The young wizards were abuzz with gossip about her hospitalization, naturally assuming she had been attacked.

Look at them... Harry and Ron even attacked Hermione. They're truly scum and degenerates!

The two individuals' risk index surged by five percentage points, and their reputation plummeted, showing no signs of recovery and even facing the risk of delisting.

Isn't that just delisting?

The two were walking down the street when someone suddenly covered their heads and beat them up, shouting, "Acting on behalf of Heaven!"

English is profound and complex; anyway, this is the general meaning when translated.

Besides being blindfolded and beaten, they were subjected to a variety of methods, including being slapped, pranked, and so on. All the suffering and tears that Quirrell endured last year were now being borne by the two of them.

A new wave of bullying and passive-aggressive behavior on campus has thus begun.

However, thanks to Myrtle's publicity, the tide quickly turned again.

The students lined up and walked past the hospital wards, wanting to catch a glimpse of whether Hermione had turned into a catgirl!

William had no choice but to conjure up a thick curtain and hang it around Hermione's bedside so that no one could see her hairy face.

Anne came too.

Mrs. Pomfrey told her it wasn't an attack, just a bad cold, but she couldn't see anyone.

Anne, now certain that Hermione wasn't faking illness to get rid of her and then spend Christmas alone at school with William, offered a few perfunctory words of comfort, telling Hermione to focus on her treatment and to let her know if she needed anything...

Anyway, she didn't have any.

Before leaving, Anne mentioned that she would give Hermione a beautiful Christmas card.

"You only sent me a Christmas card? How stingy!"

After Anne left, Hermione, lying in bed, couldn't help but grumble and said she wanted to give Anne a set of exercise books.

Come on, let's hurt each other!

William, who was peeling an apple by the hospital bed, slowly savored the taste. It turned out that the two sisters were putting on a show, hinting that he should give them a precious gift.

Ha... Girls really know how to play tricks!

Soon, the Christmas holidays arrived, and the students all took the Hogwarts Express home.

William had no intention of staying at the school; he planned to take Hermione back to their home in St. Catchpoll.

William can help Hermione, whether by brewing a potion to reveal her form or by using Transfiguration, there's no need for her to stay in the cold, impersonal school hospital.

Even though there are no students at school, it's still more comfortable at home.

Hermione thought so too, and she couldn't wait to get back to her cabin.

Mrs. Pomfrey agreed, and during the Christmas holidays, she would also go out seeking excitement and would not stay at school.

Those who stay at school on Christmas are mostly single people.

For example, Dumbledore, Snape, Professor Trelawney... (most of the Hogwarts staff names are omitted here).

Professor McGonagall will also be leaving; as a long-time Dementor fan, she's going to Hawaii to watch underwater Quidditch matches.

Professor Flitwick is going to the matchmaking market to find a new target;

Lockhart is going to hold an offline meet-up with his female fans to spend Christmas together, and he'll also give them some of his homemade pure milk.

Even Hagrid takes advantage of Christmas to do some unusual things with his good friends.

"How will we get back? By train?"

On the second day of the holiday, William led Hermione toward the headmaster's office.

After a period of treatment, Hermione was able to walk again and adapted to her half-human, half-beast body. The hair on her face also faded considerably.

"We'll go through the fireplace in the headmaster's office; that's where the Floo Network connects," William said.

Most fireplaces at Hogwarts are not connected to the Floo Network, otherwise students could run around anywhere through the fireplace at any time, and others could also invade the school.

However, the headmaster's office is always a bit special; Dumbledore only needs to greet the Director of Magical Transportation at the Ministry of Magic.

As for the Director General of the Floo Network who directly manages it... there's no need to contact him. The Director General's rank is too low; Dumbledore has no way of speaking to him.

That's just how reality is!

When William left, he also took Bobo Tea and Mrs. Lorris with him.

Mrs. Lorris has essentially become the Stark family's cat.

Because of what was inside Filch's body, she dared not approach it at all, and since she was pregnant with kittens, William had no choice but to take her along as well.

Although William didn't know when Mrs. Lorris would give birth, he was certain that several kittens would be caught this school year.

A large number of people have already pre-ordered the kittens, creating a situation where there are far more wolves than kittens!

When the two arrived at the headmaster's office, Dumbledore was idly walking his bird.

There was a giant octopus in front of Fox, which easily ate Cthulhu like a snack.

William and Hermione each wore a plain-colored wool hat, which looked exceptionally warm.

Dumbledore scrutinized the two men, then suddenly chuckled, "Nice hats, they look warm."

William sighed; Dumbledore was clearly implying that he could get a warm wool hat for Christmas.

Is this how it's common to ask for gifts at Christmas now?

Seeing Dumbledore's smile, Hermione quickly pulled down the fluffy hat that had been covering her forehead, covering her entire face, and then hid behind William.

"Goodbye then, Principal, see you next year!" William said softly.

A burst of flames engulfed the two of them. When William opened his eyes again, he was already in his own home.

Looking around, the house was exceptionally clean, just as it had been when I left.

This is normal; Nico sent a house-elf to clean every day.

Once Hermione was home, she completely relaxed, tossed her hat on the table, rolled around on the sofa a few times, and then skipped and hopped upstairs to her room.

Soon, William heard Hermione standing on the second-floor balcony, shouting in an extremely arrogant voice, "We're home!"

……

……

On the eve of Christmas, the village of Saint Cachipol was hit by a heavy snowfall.

Hermione, who slept until noon, opened the door and saw the persimmon tree in the yard, its head bowed low by the snow, turning it into an old, crooked tree.

She opened her arms, stretched her body at the doorway, and did a few sets of the ninth set of broadcast gymnastics.

Bobo and Mrs. Lorris, the two cats, sat on the sofa, watching Hermione's bewildered behavior.

What puzzled them the most was why Hermione had a cat tail.

Unable to figure it out, she stopped thinking about it. Bobo Tea yawned, stomped her feet, then jumped off the sofa and headed for the door.

It walked into the snow, leaving a trail of footprints. Feeling its feet were too cold, it shivered and quickly hopped back into the house.

Mrs. Lorris remained calmly seated on the sofa, as still as a wooden sculpture.

Hermione laughed and reached down to grab a snowball from the ground, ready to throw it at Bobacha's head.

Although Bobo Tea is getting fatter and fatter, it still has agility, which is a skill it was born with.

With a few leaps, it ran into the kitchen, then jumped onto the counter to watch William make breakfast and lunch.

William and Hermione had just gotten up; the two of them had been watching videotapes in the living room until after 2 a.m. last night, so naturally they couldn't get up this morning.

This chaotic schedule has been going on for some time now.

Since the start of the holiday, the two have been letting loose:

Watching movies, playing games, playing wizard chess, practicing magic, and occasionally having a raucous karaoke session while also healing Hermione...

Let's just have fun however we want, there's no one else at home, and Annie isn't here either.

Two feline overlords...who cares about them?

Let each do their own thing.

……

……

(Thanks to "Hellcat" and "Number One Unlucky" for their generous donations)

(End of this chapter)