Hogwarts pet owl

"YUE..."

Ron felt nauseous and felt like there were slugs in his stomach.

Fortunately, it was just retching and nothing came out.

[Brother Ron, it’s meal time now, don’t be so disgusting! 】

"Erol!"

Ron grabbed a handful of potato chips and stuffed them on the top of his head, where Errol seemed to use her hair as a bird's nest.

"You have to be considerate of me! I vomited all afternoon yesterday, and this morning I was spitting out slugs from time to time!"

Ron felt a little aggrieved,

"I think you should understand my hard work, my good [sister]!"

【I am also very unlucky today! I was the "subtitler" for that guy Lockhart for a whole class! I am exhausted and exhausted, and nothing is more important now than replenishing my strength! 】

Ron shrugged: "Well, you're the one who's worse off. In fact, I vomited very little after dinner last night - Lockhart, oh, Lockhart! I witnessed the whole process of Harry acting with him, That is indeed a very hard thing!”

Ron glanced sympathetically at Harry Potter, who was covering his face in pain and not wanting to remember, and asked:

"Ello, what do you want to eat?"

[Give me more of the special owl meat paste. 】

"Oh, no, Errol... you can't! It's so slimy and disgusting that I never want to hold it with my hands again!"

[No wonder Hermione always gives you a look, brother Ron! There is something called a plate. You can put the minced meat on the plate with a spoon and pass it to me! 】

If Errol could roll her eyes, she would have looked through the sky. This old man is really stupid! It's hard to believe that Hermione's eyes can still be preserved to this day.

"Hey Ron, you're being despised by our little sister!"

"Ron, Ron, our little brother, you now have two sisters, one has lost confidence in you, you must work hard, and you can't let the other one be disappointed in you too!"

Ginny didn't even raise her head and whispered: "Confidence in him? I've never had it - not since I was born!"

Ron was so sad that he almost cried. Well, in fact, he was used to these things at home.

[Brother Ron, don’t be sad. In fact, I think you are still a talented person. As long as you gain more wisdom, you will impress others. 】

"Ello..."

Ron felt that being loved by his owl sister must be such a happy thing,

"Then do you know how to grow wiser?"

[There is a thing called books, and all human wisdom can be found in books. 】

……

……

Tonight's dinner will please Elle's appetite,

So she decided to go to the kitchen and thank Frabi in person, and forgive him for running away that night.

The mage's hand scratched the pear,

The mage's hand turned the green doorknob,

Errol entered the kitchen.

She tried to use the "Fingertip Universe" magical power as soon as she learned the Master's Hand, but unfortunately, the fingertips of the Fingertip Universe are special fingers - they must be fingers of her own body.

The mage's hand cannot pluck, let alone weave, the threads of reality.

Flabby came up to meet him;

"Miss Weasley, I..."

Flabby was a little embarrassed to meet Errol. After all, he sold her completely last time.

However, Errol did not reveal herself in front of Professor McGonagall, and she even asked herself to be in charge of the affairs of the Hogwarts Domestic Service——

So in Flabby's eyes, Miss Errol is simply a saint!

He, Rabbi, not only misunderstood the lady, but also abandoned her at the scene. He is nothing!

Therefore, Folabi felt that he had no face to face Errol, so he would naturally be very reserved at this time.

[Okay, Frabby, you did nothing wrong, there is no need to blame yourself. 】

The more Errol said this, the more guilty Folabi felt.

So the traditional house elf performance was launched.

"Floppy is a bad elf!"

While blaming himself, Flabby hit his head on the corner of the table where the ingredients were placed in the middle of the kitchen.

"Not only did Flappy wrongly accuse Errol, he also left her alone in Professor McGonagall's office!"

"Frabbi is so mean!"

Errol didn't quite understand the anatomy of house elves.

The corner of the table was very sharp, but Rabbit hit it so hard that he didn't even have a bag on his head.

She couldn't help but wonder, was the house elf's "self-punishment" really punishment?

With how strong this head is, even if the table is broken by them, this head should be safe...

Perhaps this is a self-protection mechanism evolved by house elves over hundreds of years?

——As long as they punish themselves, the master will not chop off their heads once they are relieved?

[That's enough, Frabi, don't punish yourself like this. 】

However, Folabi was completely indifferent to Errol's cooing, because Folabi, who was obsessed with comparing the hardness with the corner of the table, could not see the dialog box on Errol's head at all.

【Stupefy! (fainted)]

Errol wordlessly lifted Frabby away from the table, and then used the counter-spell of the stun spell.

【Enervate! (Recover quickly)]

Flabby woke up faintly, but the next moment, he rushed to the table again,

Flabby's legs seemed to be tied up with ropes, and he couldn't restrain his forward body and fell to the ground with a thud.

Errol jumped in front of Flabby and shoved the dialog in his face.

[If you punish yourself again! I'll stop all your work! 】

Flabby calmed down instantly.

In his opinion, not letting him work is the most serious punishment for him.

"Oh, please, miss, please don't do this."

Breathing out - It actually looks weird for an owl to take out a long breath, like she had a mouse stuck in her throat and had to work hard to swallow.

[Retell what happened before! I came here to ask how our business is going, not to see you compete with the table! 】

When talking about work, Flabby's eyes suddenly lit up.

He first waved his hand and released Errol's restraint on his legs.

After getting up, he loudly reported:

"Miss! Our business is booming! Now our working hours have increased to seven hours a day!"

Flabby rubbed his hands excitedly.

"We have brought back eight hundred and forty-six Silver Sickles! We have created wealth for Hogwarts!"

Errol was very satisfied. This was almost sixty gold galleons, and she had almost eight gold galleons in her hands. This was already a small sum of money for the Weasley family.

The work of the domestic service agency has only officially started for less than two days.

……

……

It was almost eight o'clock when Errol left the kitchen.

She was carrying a large backpack - the reward she had promised to her fellow Hogwarts Owlhouse mates.

The backpack was a little heavy, and as an elderly owl, Errol flew a little slowly.

Suddenly, a big net was thrown out,

Caught off guard, Errol was caught in the net.

"Ah! I finally caught you, stupid owl!"

Pansy Parkinson came around the corner,

Errol also saw clearly that the person casting the net was none other than Draco Malfoy's follower——

Gregory Gower and Vincent Crabb.

(How many of you remember Goyle and Crabbe's full names?)