How much damage could a catgirl whose reason had collapsed cause?
Su Er knew firsthand. He had not lifted his clothes to look, but he knew his waist was definitely covered in bruises, and there was certainly a deep bite mark on his shoulder...
If Madam Pomfrey had not arrived in time with the medicine to save him... Su Er might have met an unfortunate end.
Watching Hermione, who had finally calmed down, Su Er stole glances at her while rubbing his waist through gritted teeth. It really hurt...
Still, Hermione as a cat was so cute. Worth it, worth it.
The witch named Millicent must have owned a black cat. Just look at Hermione's black ears and black tail.
Ah, I'm dying...
Hermione seemed to have decided she no longer cared, treating Su Er's occasional glances as though she had not noticed them.
"Serves you right." She gave a soft snort, stuffed a biscuit into her mouth, and viciously crunched it to pieces.
"How does it feel to turn into a cat?" Su Er asked after quite a while, but Hermione only rolled her eyes at him and answered in a thoroughly annoyed tone.
"Try it yourself and you'll know."
"Polyjuice Potion actually works with animal hair too." Su Er rubbed his chin, sneaking a glance at Hermione's upright ears.
"It works, but not very well. Otherwise, I'd be looking at a cat instead of someone half cat and half human. It's a bit like an Animagus whose transformation failed."
"Hmph." Hermione gave a soft snort, though her two cat ears twitched quietly.
"By the way, how did your investigation go?" Su Er asked.
"Not very well." Hermione pursed her lips. She had suffered for nothing, and Harry and Ron had failed to complete their task. A total loss