VG05: Hagrid: Well done, Hermione! That's eighty percent so far in yer Care o' Magical Creatures exam! Another half an hour an' a bit o' knotting plus loads o' spunk, and I'll give yer full marks fer doin' Fang good over here. See, this is REAL Care o' Magical Creatures!
Anonymous15: What many young students at Hogwarts didn't know is that witch wombs could adapt to carry the young of anything that desired it. As such it wasn't uncommon for a sixth year to end up in the hospital wing with a unicorn on the way, an adventurous fifth year with a womb full of grindylows, or the inevitable care of magical creatures class suddenly start learning the reproductive cycles of nifflers like one of the fourth year classes this year, Professor Grubbly Plank always seemingly making sure to give birth to a new batch of magical creatures once a year along with a random class of female students. As such, as Hermione licked Fangs cum off the floor obediently, the first year had no way of knowing that she would soon be carrying her own litter of puppies. However, by the time she was coming to term, she was already drinking out of a cum-filled dog bowl, provided by her fellow students, receiving belly rubs from visitors to Hagrid, and using the toilet outside like the good bitch she was. As such, what was once a candidate for the smartest witch of her age was nothing more than a mind-shattered puppy factory.
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