Hogwarts pet owl

"Principal Dumbledore, is there some misunderstanding?"

Crane Parkinson glanced at Pansy and said,

Frightened by her father's sinister gaze, Pansy shuddered.

Dumbledore didn't seem to see the interaction between father and daughter, and instead turned his attention to the bird stand.

There, Miss Errol Weasley was pushing young Fawkes down again and again, as if it was a very interesting game.

"Miss Weasley, be gentle with your feet. Fox is still a child now and cannot withstand your three punches and two kicks!"

"Boom!"

【child? Professor Dumbledore, do you know what this perverted bird just did to me? 】

Dumbledore's mouth twitched and he turned his gaze to Crane Parkinson:

"Mr. Parkinson,"

Dumbledore said,

"Your love told me in front of me that she wanted to kill Miss Errol Weasley. This is an indisputable fact."

Clan Parkinson shouted: "But this Weasley (a look of contempt on his face) is just a stupid owl! If I wanted to, I could kill a hundred owls without being held accountable by the Ministry of Magic! Those are just livestock raised by humans!”

Dumbledore shook his head, waved the Elder Wand, and a thick, dragon-skin-covered book appeared on the principal's desk.

Dumbledore turned to the latest page and showed it to Crane Parkinson:

"Mr. Parkinson, look, the last name written on this is Errol Weasley."

After confirming that Parkinson had seen the name, the principal returned the Book of Access to where it should be stored,

"As you know, the names included in the Book of Admission are all the names of young wizards. Only those recognized by the Book of Admission and the Pen of Acceptance can attend Hogwarts;"

"Correspondingly, all children who are entered into the Book of Admission, regardless of their race, are recognized by us as children with magical talents, students of Hogwarts, and wizards."

The principal looked from Crane's face to Pansy's face, and then looked at Crane,

"In other words, the person your wife intended to murder today was a wizard! And it is merciful enough for us to just expel her from Hogwarts."

"You know, the last little wizard who indirectly caused the death of a student was not only expelled from Hogwarts, but even had his wand broken and was banned from using magic forever."

Dumbledore was referring to Rubeus Hagrid, but of course not many people knew about it.

Crane's face looked ugly.

He didn't care at all what Pansy's future would be.

His anger stems from the fact that his daughter was expelled from Hogwarts——

This would bring shame on him! Bring shame to the family!

Now it seems that Dumbledore is determined to expel Pansy, so Crane has nothing to say.

"In that case, then I will take Pansy back."

Crane said while staring at Pansy.

Pansy was almost scared to death! She had never seen her father so angry and gloomy. Only then did she feel a little regretful.

Yes, I have regrets, but not much.

She should have been more cautious and planned more carefully - maybe it would be more efficient to bite the big melon from a distance. Although her big melon bite can't kill people, if the other person is an owl, it shouldn't be a big problem. .

Crane grabbed Pansy by the collar, turned around and walked out.

After taking two steps, he stopped and turned to look at Errol who was still playing the tumbler game with Fox.

"Little Owl, I remember you, please don't fall into my hands! Humph!"

At this time, Errol raised one foot and was pressing it against Fox, trying to kick him away. Upon hearing this, she tilted her head and looked at Crane Parkinson——

remember me?

What kind of idiotic statement is this?

I take off my scarf and glasses, you will recognize a ghost!

So in the face of Crane's threats, Errol was fearless.

After seeing off the Parkinsons and their daughter, Errol left Fox behind and flew to the desk - poor Fox had just passed away and could not fly yet. When he saw the little sister flying away, he was so anxious that he screamed on the bird stand. .

Errol tapped her paw in front of her three times.

Dumbledore looked puzzled.

Facing the stupid principal, Errol impatiently displayed the dialog box,

"Boom!"

【Heap of cockroaches! I want a pile of cockroaches! No eyesight at all! 】

Errol was angry, but Dumbledore could see it.

He grabbed a handful of cockroaches and piled them in front of Errol, and asked with a smile:

"What happened? Pansy Parkinson paid the price for her actions, Goyle and Crabbe will also be imprisoned for a semester, and Slytherin was deducted one hundred and fifty points - you still have What are you dissatisfied with?"

Miss Owl took off the badge from her scarf and threw it in front of Dumbledore.

"Bo! Bo! Bo!"

Bold and enlarged subtitles appeared on the dialog box, and Errol specially added a lot of exclamation marks - to be precise, those words were surrounded by exclamation marks.

【! ! ! You actually spied on me! ! ! ! ! 】

Dumbledore pushed up his glasses.

Miss Owl is a very strange existence. Dumbledore has been thinking about the cause of her magic riot, but he can't understand it.

The cutie in front of me looks more like a human soul trapped in the body of an owl.

"Boss of the Pig Head Bar, do you remember?"

[Of course, he is a good guy! 】

If he gives you free drinks, he is a good person, but if he protects you, he is an evil person.

"His name is Aberforth Dumbledore. He is my brother, my biological brother."

Dumbledore looked out the window in the direction of Hogsmeade, soft and helpless.

"My relationship with him is not very harmonious. The last time you were drunk and I went to pick you up, he said harsh words to me - if something happens to you, he won't let me go."

Dumbledore shook his head slightly, as if to shake off the bad mood.

"Of course, I'm not afraid of his threats, but in fact, he is my only immediate family member, so I don't want the relationship with him to get worse..."

[In order to maintain the relationship between you brothers, can you ignore my privacy? Dumbledore! 】

Dumbledore faced Errol's questioning and remained calm. The calmness of the first white wizard in the wizarding world made him look very convincing.

"Erol, you are eleven years old this year,"

The old man with white beard said,

"You've lived a long life for an owl - of course you're special and we all know that,"

"But your lifespan... none of us know how long you can last?"

"Maybe you will create a miracle, maybe you will suddenly die on the way to the kitchen..."

"Although I asked Severus to make a tonic potion for you that can nourish your body, you know, that thing can only delay your death. Your lifespan is really short-"

"Sorry, Errol, although it doesn't sound good, it's the truth."

Dumbledore said nothing, and Errol didn't move either.

He is dying of old age, and Errol knows this better than Dumbledore.

Without his own intervention, old Errol would have died next spring... nay, maybe even in the winter.

After a long silence, Dumbledore sighed,

"I heard that you want to prepare a magic enhancement potion and then complete the Animagus transformation. I have to say that this is a brand new attempt. If you can transform into a human form, it will be a pioneering work in the wizarding world. "

Dumbledore said,

"I have some selfish thoughts on this matter, so I might as well tell you,"

At this time, Dumbledore's tone when speaking to Errol did not sound like he was speaking to an eleven-year-old child, but more like he was speaking to a one hundred and fifty-year-old woman.

"I have a junior, and his lover is a blood-cursed orc named Nagini. She turned into a snake because of the blood-cursed..."

"I think if your Animagus can succeed, maybe we can use some means to restore Nagini's human form. And once Nagini succeeds, then those wizards who are troubled by the blood curse will have a way to survive! "

"Although it's just a guess, isn't it worth trying?"

"So, Errol, you have no idea how important you are. I want you to live well more than anyone else. But since my over-protection of you has made you feel uncomfortable, I'm very sorry for that. "

"I'm sorry, kid."

Errol picked up a cockroach pile in her mouth, then raised her head and swallowed it in one gulp.

What else could she say?

This elder who is more than a hundred years old has mentioned this.

His three lifetimes combined are far less than Dumbledore's age.

[Okay, I accept your apology. 】

In the end, Errol did not continue to struggle with this matter, but she was not the kind of person without her own opinion.

[I will protect myself well, but I will not wear that badge again. 】

[Even the principal of Hogwarts has no right to peek into the privacy of students, right? 】

Errol said.