In the auditorium, Ani glanced around boredly, he had been eating for almost twenty minutes, but the figure he hated the most during his usual meals had not appeared for a long time.

After a full meal of whale milk, the kitten energetically climbs up and down on Aini, sometimes burrowing through the neckline, and has a great adventure in the dark space.

Although Sangsang was breastfeeding, the female camel was a little short of milk, and Ani couldn't give Tom some from her.

Ani didn't want to treat her kittens badly, so she used ordinary milk to deal with the past. When he went to the Hebrides 4 years ago to see the dragons, he rescued a family of killer whales and put his own magic stamp on them to keep them from being hunted by the dragons.

Every year he transforms into killer whales and swims with them in the ocean, which is a rare treat.

And in the process, this extremely human-friendly creature has also undergone some changes, they have become more intelligent, and even have a magical reaction in their bodies.

The people of the Somer Islands loved this small family of killer whales and spent two years filming a documentary about them, and these big guys became some of the most beautiful scenery in Broome Bay.

And just last year, the female whale Nina became pregnant, and this year gave birth to a lovely baby. The abundant food made Nina have a huge amount of milk, and in the morning Aini went over to take some and stored them with magic, enough for the cat to eat for half a month.

Looking around boredly, although the Great Hall of Hogwarts is very large, in fact, because of the different class schedules of the students, classes end early and late, except for holidays, there are few times to gather together.

Even though it was Sunday, the long table in front of me was still a little sparse, and the Gryffindors were the most in a hurry, hurriedly eating a bite and leaving in a hurry.

Especially the members of the Quidditch team. The previous victory had obviously given Wood some of the upper hand, and in previous years he had always been crushed by Slytherin, which also made the little lions hold a fire in their hearts.

The three times a week training in the cold wind was unbearable, but everyone persevered. Not only are the players rain or shine, but Quidditch enthusiasts such as Jordan are often on the sidelines to cheer the players on, and sometimes they even go on the pitch to sparring with them.

Wood welcomes this. Except, of course, Comiac McLagan. This brain-dead arrogant student can only cause an accident after he goes on the field.

This guy has the same physique as Gilderoy Lockhart, and even in the face of the social death scene, he can still maintain a strange sense of confidence and superiority at all times, and blame others for the fault.

There were a little more people at the Ravenclaw long table next door, and many Ravenclaw students didn't go back to the common room after dinner. More than a dozen people gathered in the middle of the long table to guess where the sky was reflected on the ceiling, and after a short rest, they would go directly to the library on the fifth floor.

The Slytherin tables were empty, and when there were no classes, these pure-blooded little wizards would cats enjoy afternoon tea in the break room, just as they did at home. At this time, I filled my stomach with a lot of things, and obviously I wouldn't be in a hurry to come to the restaurant to forage for food.

The Hufflepuff table has the highest seating rate, and although Hufflepuff is also known as a late-night snack academy among students, it does not delay the badgers from enjoying a delicious dinner.

But soon Bourbon felt that the fried chicken in his hand was not fragrant, and a smell of garlic mixed with biological decay attacked him, and the source was naturally pushed through the door, a well-known professor of Baotou.

Originally, the Hufflepuff table was the closest to the porch door, and it was the easiest to get in and out of the room. But since the beginning of this year, the little wizards sitting in front of them have deeply experienced the despair from their sense of smell.

In order to protect the younger students, the senior Hufflepuffs spontaneously sat on the right side of the long table, and the Bourbon was one of them, and they were now eager to switch seats with Gryffindor and change our food experience back!

o(*≧д≦)o!!

Professor Scamander, who usually sees Quirrell when he eats and leaves, was overjoyed, and when he saw Quirrell sitting not far away, Ani put his hand into his arms.

Roar roar, show up, baby!

"Tom, come and shake hands."

Ani's loud voice drew the eyes of the auditorium.

I saw a milk cat standing on the table, and her little paws reached out cutely and put it in Aini's hand.

ლ(＾ω＾)

There was a glitter of attachment in the big sparkling eyes, and one meow looked at each other, and Aini's eyes also became shiny.

[Black Wool from Quirrell & Voldemort +1]

"Tom, sit down."

"Tom, stand up."

"Tom, roll over."

"Tom, tail chase."

"Tom ......"

With every shout, he can harvest 1 black wool from Voldemort, and Ani is so happy that he is almost immersed in it.

Quirrell, on the other hand, turned his head back with all his might, pinching his thighs with both hands so as not to scream at the sharp pain in the back of his head.

Voldemort was already going crazy, screaming in Quirrell's head, kill that imp, kill that imp, and that damn cat!

Voldemort cursed hysterically at Ani, how dare he, how dare he let a cat, use the name of the great Dark Lord.

Also cursed was his wizarding mother, who had let the great Dark Lord inherit a damn Muggle name, which was a great shame.

But the wrath of this poor creature attached to others only made Aini more pleasant, and the quality of these black wools far surpassed that of the others.

No, Aini suddenly harvested a higher quality white wool, and subconsciously looked at the center of the teacher's seat, the greatest white wizard at the moment, Albus Dumbledore was looking at this side, and blinked playfully after discovering Aini's gaze.

Cut, the old man is very bad.

This high-quality white wool made Ani even more inspired, but unfortunately Tom was still a little milk cat after all, and he was already a little tired after playing with his owner for a while.

His own nature and the long-term experience of the Newt family have long made Ani treat every animal that comes close to him as family. Besides, it's not good to stimulate the Dark Lord too much, if its shame threshold collapses, it won't be easy to get wool in the future.

So even though there was still some room for it, Aini decided to stop in moderation. But it seems that one more final blow can be given to Mr. Riddle-

Aini had to keep his voice low, as what the students heard would affect his image.

"Tom—" Ani paused for a moment, waiting for Quirrell to look over again before giving the final order.

"Lick the d'a n egg!"

"Boom!"

When the cat spread her legs and poked out her little head, Quirrell, who was trembling all over, could no longer control her body, and fell from the chair, falling to the ground, and convulsed.

One person and one cat all looked at it curiously, is this a convulsion?

"Professor Quirrell, are you alright?" Ani kindly walked over with the cat in his arms, and Voldemort, who didn't want to be exposed in advance, forcibly restrained the interference with Quirrell, and finally recovered him from his convulsions.

Quirrell propped himself up and did something he regretted so much—

He opened his mouth and said, "I'm fine, thank you...... Gott~"

Perhaps it was because he had drunk too much whale milk, and Tom's little Tintin shook it, perfectly avoiding the palm on his stomach, and leaning down between the two lip flaps below.

Aini swears it really has nothing to do with him. Most likely, it's because of the Dark Lord's curse, but I can't blame others.

Well done, Tom, though.

Quirrell covered his mouth and fled, making a series of friendly encounters with the dining table, high-backed chairs, porch doors, armor, walls, and so on, and when he returned to his seat, Ani could hear the sound of his armor ping pong falling to the ground in the distance.

Poor Mr. Voldemort, may Grindelwald bless you.

Retrieving Tom's cat food plate, Ennie greeted Dumbledore and left the Great Hall towards Professor McGonagall's office.

Well, take the new kitten cub and go to the cat boss to pay a visit to the dock.

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"Minerva~" Ani held Tom like a treasure, the little milk cat's nose fluttered, this human smell smells good, and it seems to be good to play with her for a while?

But I'm reluctant to leave Aini, Meow Meow likes the master the most.

"Cute little one." McGonagall interrupted the kitten's struggle, picked it up and teased it on her lap, and soon Tom and the cat teaser were engaged in a fierce firefight, and they won and lost.

"Minerva, look." Ani pulls out her wand, [Levitation Charm], [Cleaning Charm], [Repair Charm], [Flying Charm], ......

I used seven or eight different spells in a row, and I looked like I was begging for praise on my face—

In fact, he is only 16 years old now, and although the memories of his past life have not disappeared, his experience is not very rich. In the environment in which he grew up, many people in their twenties and thirties have just left the ivory tower, and people's maturity has little to do with age, mainly depending on what they have experienced and how much they have been beaten by society.

What's more, he has been with animals all year round, and his heart is closer to his current age. Maybe he can be mature and steady when necessary, but in front of people close to him, why do he have to hold a shelf and live so tired?

"How long have you been studying?" McGonagall stood up suddenly, she knew how far Ani was in the study, and she was a piece of wood when it came to learning spells.

"Two and a half months, 37 spells, most of them relatively simple, and some minor spells. My sense of magic has increased and it is especially easy to learn. ”

Looking at her proud disciple, the corners of the witch's mouth, who had been through ups and downs in her youth, gradually rose, revealing a silent smile, although she did not make a sound, but the smile was so cheerful.

She looked at Ani with a smile like this, neither of them spoke, and the little milk cat on the side bit the cat teasing stick, a little puzzled why her lifelong enemy didn't move? No matter, I played in the big room just now for a long time, and the cat was tired and slept.

There was a burst of laughter outside the window, and Professor McGonagall turned around to look out, wiping the moist corners of her eyes. For several years, she has tried her best to deal with the shortcomings of Aini's spell, and from today onwards, she can finally rest assured.

But then he was a little annoyed, and turned around and grabbed Ani's ear.

"Little bastard, you didn't even know to tell me earlier!"