Hoare's first magic css at Hogwarts was Transfiguration.

  He had been looking forward to this css for a long time.

  "Why are you smiling sely?" Zabini, sittio Hoare, noticed his peculiar grin.

  To be ho, it was a bit... creepy...

  "Last night during dinner, I overheard the ghosts chatting. They said there's a cat iransfiguration css," Hoare expined.

  As someone who was obsessed with cats, he had been longing for this moment.

  Years ago, Arthur's dad oook Hoare and Ron to visit Cedric's house on the neighb hill, and that family had several pets.

  The moment Hoare stepped through the door, those adorable little animals started to flee frantically.

  They even preferred climbing onto Ron rather thaing Het close.

  In the end, it was Diggory who saved the trembling little animals.

  Later, Diggory wrote to Gee, pining that their pets were so nervous they woke up in fright every night, and even the chis stopped ying eggs.

  But!

  Hoare thought, the cats at Hogwarts, especially the one iransfiguration css, must be different from other cats.

  After all, this cat was transformed by Professonagall.

  It wouldn't run away at the sight of him.

  "Really?!"

  Now, both Slytherin and Gryffindor boys and girls around him were excited.

  Who wouldn't love a cute cat?

  Hoare's smile grew even more mischievous.

  "Here, these are for you."

  He kindly took out the things he had brought, making a signifit tribution to the iioweewo houses.

  "Thank you so much," Granger said, taking what Hoare handed over and sharing it with a few irls.

  "I've always wanted a cat," Granger waved the cute wand in her hand, "I wonder if it would like to e back to Gryffindor with me. I'd give it the best care."

  Slytherin girl Pansy protested, "We have everything in Slytherin. If it es, it should e to us."

  What started as a dispute between two girls sooed into a petitioweewo houses, with Hoare ag as a wito a bet on who the cat would choose to go with!

  Hoare...

  Hoped they still wao keep it after knowing the truth.

  As they ehe , they indeed saw a cute cat sitting on the podium, staring at them with a serious expression.

  She otted cat, with markings around her eyes resembling gsses, looking like an old schor.

  Gryffindor and Slytherin students swarmed over.

  "She looks so serious."

  "Really cute."

  Granger, with lightning speed, reached out aed the soft fur of the spotted cat.

  The cat seemed surprised that someone dared to touch her, her round cat eyes widening to almost half her face.

  "So cute!"

  "Feels amazing!" Pansy, not to be outdone, also reached out to pet the cat.

  Hoare, taking advantage of the chaos, also stroked the spotted cat's smooth fur, enjoying the wonderful texture.

  After petting, he leisurely returo his seat.

  Meanwhile, Pansy and Grahe main tenders in this bet, each took out a cat toy and a ball of yarn.

  They held them up in front of the cat.

  "Cat, cat, e with me, we'll go to Slytherin."

  "Cat, e to Gryffindor, we even have a slide."

  Hoare saw that the spotted cat was pletely frozen, unsure of what to do .

  He stifled his ughter.

  At this moment, his "good brother" Ron held out his hand in front of the cat, filled with ip, though Hoare had no idea where he got it from.

  "Hey, kitty, e with me. I'll prepare lots and lots of delicious food for you," Ron mumbled.

  "I promise, if you e home with me, you'll live better than you do now. Look how thin you are."

  The ip ced right uhe cat's nose.

  Hoare noticed a look of utter despair i's eyes.

  "Ron? Do you like cats too?" Harry, who was beside them, asked.

  "Hoare likes them. He's always wanted a cat, but we 't afford another one," Ron expined.

  "Hoare is the twin brother you mentioned?"

  Hoare noticed Ron talking about him and raised an eyebrow, surprised that "Little Ronnie" had grown up.

  "Did she just roll her eyes at me?" Ron poi the spotted cat in disbelief, "I kindly brought her ip, and she rolled her eyes at me!?"

  Ding dong.

  Ding dong.

  The bell rang, and everyoopped teasing the cat and hurried back to their seats.

  But the teacher still hadn't appeared.

  Just as everyoarted to murmur, the spotted cat oable lightly leaped to the ground and transformed into the teacher right in front of everyone.

  The air was filled with awkwardness and tension.

  Granger looked devastated, muttering, "I actually petted Professonagall, I even wao keep Professonagall, she's definitely going to deduct points from me."

  Normally, Ron would have expressed disdain fer, but now he was too preoccupied, shaking Harry incessantly.

  "Harry, what do we do, what do we do, will Professonagall write to my mom? Will I get expelled? Mom will definitely send me a Howler!"

  Harry was equally despairing, uo offer Ron any fort, because he had just petted her from head to tail.

  Realizing that the cat rofessonagall, he now wao chop off his own hands!

  Why was he so quick!

  Gryffindor was in chaos, and Slytheri door wasn't much better.

  "Ahhh, Bise, what should I do! Will Professonagall give me a hard time, will she deduct points, the head of the house will definitely kill me!" Pansy was nearly in tears.

  Bise Zabini, who was being pulled by her, remained calm. He preferred majestic werewolves over cats, so he hadn't joihe otion earlier.

  He sighed, "The head of the house won't kill students, especially not from his own house."

  "What! Will I be expelled from Slytherin?" Pansy's mind seemed to have a special extractor, only pig up key words.

  "Draco, help her out," Zabini, uo hahe panig Pansy, turo Draco for help.

  Theiced that Draco, who seemed to be sitting properly, was actually about to have his soul leave his body.

  "Draco!" Zabini quickly stuffed his soul ba!

  These people were hopeless!

  Couldn't they learn to be as posed as Henry William?

  Zabini was exhausted.

  Professonagall ighe chaotic se, cleared her throat, and the noisy fell silent, with even the sound of breathing barely audible.

  Just as everyone was about to break into a cold sweat.

  Professonagall nontly said, "Let's begin the css."