"It's a cat. That's its nature. You can't blame a cat for catching mice."
Hermione was deeply dissatisfied with Ron's attitude and held Crookshanks in her arms.
"Shut up! Look how pitiful Scabbers is. He's already so old, and lately he's even developed senile dementia. Keep your cat away from him."
Ron paid no heed to Hermione's words, practically roaring the reply.
After all, Scabbers was a family pet passed down through generations. They had deep feelings for him.
Especially since returning from Egypt, perhaps because he was too old, Scabbers had become extremely irritable lately.
His mother said he might be acting this way because he was about to die of old age.
And now, after being frightened by this stupid cat, he had shed even more fur.
"All right, you're all friends. Don't fall out over your pets..."
"Friends need to respect each other. Hermione, you need to respect Ron's opinion. But at the same time, Ron, you can't treat Hermione with such a terrible attitude."
As Xu Yue spoke, he took Scabbers from Ron's caressing hands, then pointed his wand at him.
"Hair Restoration."
The patches of missing fur on Scabbers's body immediately grew back, glossy and sleek, as though he had regained his youth.
It had to be said that, after growing for so many years, this old rat was larger than even a bamboo rat.
Seeing Scabbers recover, Ron cheered, took him back, and said with a face full of gratitude, "Thank you, Xu Yue."
"You're welcome. But I think both of you owe each other an apology. Some things are better said out loud."
At Xu Yue's words, Hermione's face flushed red. Holding her kitty, she said awkwardly, "Ron, I'm sorry. I'll try to keep Crookshanks away from him."
"All right, Hermione. I apologize