Lovell retracted his paws.

Stingy Hermione, don't let you touch it! The wolf cub sniffled unhappily and lay back on Hermione's lap.

"Good, good~" Hermione touched Lovell's wolf head and patted it lightly twice, "You promise not to stretch out your paws, I'll let you touch it~"

The wolf cub glanced at his paw and sighed.

Unlike felines, the wolf's claws can't be retracted, so it can't really give Hermione any guarantees.

Hermione chuckled at the wolf cub's lost appearance, picked up its mangosteen-like claws, and placed them on her lap.

"Seeing what you think, I'll give you permission to touch it."

"Really?" Lovell's ears pricked up and his eyes lit up. It cautiously reached out its paw and poked twice at Hermione's black leggings.

It's nothing special, it's just that it feels more elastic to the touch, and the girl's tight and elastic thighs are the embodiment of their youthful vitality.

"Have you had enough?" Hermione circled her index finger and thumb and struck the wolf cub's head with a brain crash.

Lovell smiled, lay down completely, rested his head on Hermione's lap, and rubbed his skull.

"You~" Hermione looked at Lovell with doting eyes, she was more and more fond of this little wolf who was human and could talk, and she longed to be held in her arms twenty-four hours a day, kissed and hugged and held high.

"Hermione, the smell on your socks is so good~" After a short moment of coiling around Hermione's lap, Lovell suddenly said something like this.

Hermione's face turned red all of a sudden, and she muttered, "These are leggings, not socks......"

Mr. Granger's hearty laugh came from the driver's seat, "Hermione, you see, when critters can talk, what they say is unexpected. ”

The wolf cub was a little confused: the dress Hermione was wearing looked like socks no matter how she looked at it, why did she have to say that it was pants?

The line between leggings and pantyhose is really difficult to draw, and the leggings worn by Hermione are strictly called pantyhose leggings, which are a combination of socks and pants, which is very convenient. After wearing it, it is a must-have equipment for girls in winter, which is warm, slim and shaped.

Seeing Lovell sniffing there with a confused expression, Hermione simply lifted it up with the back of her neck and didn't let it lie on her lap, changing her posture to holding it.

After being picked up, Lovell's vision broadened a lot. It could see out the window and in front of the windshield, the road in front of it was empty, Mr. Granger's car was speeding away, and the cottages and street trees on the side of the road were jumping backwards at a rapid pace.

"Fantastic beasts." Although he had ridden in a car before, Lovell was curious about the Muggle walker, "How does it move, and what does it usually eat?" How did you make it so obedient, Fox wouldn't even help me deliver something......"

In the eyes of the wolf cub, the Granger family's car is a special animal, it is quiet, docile, and can take on the task of transportation.

Listening to Lovell's words, both Hermione and Mr. Granger laughed.

"Cars aren't animals." Hermione patiently explained to Lovell how cars work, from fossil fuels to how the internal combustion engine works, and then talked about environmental issues.

When Hermione opened the conversation, Lovell was drowsy. Although Lovell had little interest in Hermione's environmental protection, he learned through Hermione that the car was a non-magical mobility machine, not a living creature.

As Hermione spoke, she suddenly remembered that Lovell had also mentioned an unfamiliar name, she narrowed her eyes, pinched the back of the wolf cub's neck and asked, "Who is Fawkes?" ”

The wolf cub who was controlled by the skin of the back of his neck hit a spirit, and his body instinctively stiffened.

It said in a somewhat distorted voice, "Fawkes is a phoenix raised by the bad old man Dumbledore, and it is very warm to hold!" ”

"Huh? Tell me about Phoenix! Hermione became interested in Lovell's undead birds, creatures that only exist in mythological stories.

"What does a phoenix look like?" The curiosity in Hermione's eyes overflowed.

"It's about that big," Lovell held out two mangosteens, gestured to Fawkes' size, and then went on to describe his impression of Fawkes to Hermione: "It's hot, like a fireplace, but it's not very good-tempered, and the way of life is very strange, but it's a good guy all in all~ Oh, it's super fast!" He once flew to the beach and caught a fresh fish for me to eat! ”

"Wow!" Hermione was fascinated by it, and she really wanted to catch a glimpse of the legendary phoenix.

Faced with Hermione's wish, Lovell was a little unimpressed: what is there to see about that big bird? It just slept upstairs with me, and I didn't see anything special day in the day. But since Hermione wanted to take a look, I'd let her see it when it came to pick me up.

The car sped away, and by the time Lovell had finished telling Hermione about Fox, the group had arrived at their destination: the supermarket where Mr. Granger had brought Lovell last time.

As soon as they pushed open the revolving door of the supermarket, they went straight to the fresh counter and bought a few death-expensive steaks.

Lovell was a little puzzled by the price of the meat, and he couldn't understand why some meat could buy a pound for five pounds, while others were still worth more than twenty pounds after being discounted.

Mr. Granger told him that it was due to different parts, that the steak was more expensive than other parts, and that the price was different for different breeds of cattle.

Lovell looked at the bright red meat and fell into deep thought: it had smelled it all over the counter, and it didn't taste much worse.

Maybe it's humans, right? Lovell can only put it down to the difference in species.

However, as he reached the corner of the counter, Lovell suddenly stopped moving.

"Is that a rabbit?!" It saw a strangely shaped animal, about a foot long, the width of a palm, with short forelimbs, long hindlimbs, and a somewhat pointed head.

It whispered to Hermione, who told it that it was indeed a rabbit.

Lovell: Gluttonous!

The saliva is dripping!

Lovell, the little wolf, has a special affection for small animals such as rabbits, so he can't walk after seeing this familiar food.

Hermione glared at Lovell and gently kicked Lovell's ass with her toes: "Bunny is so cute, how can you eat Bunny?" ”

Lovell: ('・ω・ ́)

"But I want to eat~" It tilted its head and looked at Hermione with anticipation.

Hermione:......

Lovell: (.) ･ω･｡ )

Please, please!

In the end, the rabbit lost to the wolf.

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The first more is offered~

A little addition: the fish entrails that Lovell hid before were not discovered by Dumbledore until they stinked, and directly destroyed a piece of his carpet, but in the face of the super cute little wolf cub, Dumbledore chose to forgive it!