Garfield of HP

Garfield, who was drowsy in his sleep, seemed to see Ms. Shakela from the orphanage approaching slowly, and said with a serious face: "Garfield, it's time for you to get up."

Just when Garfield was wondering why Ms. Shakela was here, as her body was shaken violently, the world and Ms. Shakela were turned upside down. Garfield looked at it and suddenly lost consciousness again.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he found that Snape in front of him was calling himself seriously: "Garfield, it's time to get up!" Garfield's sleepy eyes were loose, oh. . .It turned out to be Snape, and his fierce look really resembled Ms. Shakela. . .

Just like that, Garfield turned away again and fell asleep.

"Garfield, so you think I'm so fierce!" Snape gritted his teeth and looked at Garfield who had inadvertently said what was in his heart. The anger in his heart directly lifted Garfield and the quilt, and Garfield immediately rolled to the ground and scratched his belly. , snored again and fell asleep.

Snape was also very tired, pushing and shoving Garfield, but Garfield slept more heavily than a pig (ˉ(∞)ˉ), pulling Garfield's cheeks, revealing a row of white teeth, and unconsciously shed a sparkling smile saliva).

Snape disgustedly dragged Garfield to the bathroom. The 11-year-old Snape was only 1.4 meters tall. He stood on a small stool and squeezed the toothpaste for Garfield, holding the toothbrush in his eyes angrily. Garfield in his sleep frantically brushes his teeth, making Garfield shake his head in his sleep.

Garfield in his sleep seemed to dream that he was flying a plane and encountered turbulence, the window of the cockpit was broken, and the cold wind was blowing into his mouth, making his mouth numb, but Garfield couldn't hide no matter what open.

Snape was so tired, that damned fat cat couldn't even dream of resting, the chair was thrown forward and back by him, and it was Snape who wrapped Garfield on the chair with a bandage, foaming at his mouth and almost rolling his eyes flipped.

: "There is one last step left."

Snape took the water glass and poured it into Garfield's mouth, then hugged Garfield's head, rocked it back and forth, left and right, clockwise and counterclockwise, and finally lifted Garfield to the sink. Once or twice on the ground, accidentally bumping his head against the stone sink, Snape thought to himself, it shouldn't be a big deal.

Snape patted Garfield on the back of the head and said, "Spit it out, spit it out."

Garfield heard someone talking about water in a daze. Between daze and sobriety, Garfield seemed to feel water dangling in his mouth. Garfield, who was still flying the plane in his dream, shrugged, probably an illusion~

Just a little thirsty, I grumbled. . .swallowed

Snape frowned, looked at Garfield with a rare guilty conscience, and thought for a moment: probably there will be no problem. . .

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The morning class was History of Magic, and Snape drank the last sip of pumpkin juice and watched Garfield sulkily refusing to eat the salad.

Impatient Snape: "Garfield, if you don't hurry up, I'm leaving!"

Garfield opened his eyes wide (°Д°) innocently, touched the back of his head that was aching for some unknown reason, and said, "Snape, it's not that I don't want to eat, but that I encountered turbulence in my dream, and I may be in a state of airsickness~ "

Snape dodged his eyes from side to side, and finally said to Garfield with the book in his arms, "Then I don't care about you. History of Magic is in the third classroom from the left on the second floor of Hogwarts Castle. You can go there after eating."

In the end, Snape stared worriedly at Garfield who refused to eat the salad and said, "Garfield, you'd better not lie to me, you have to eat the salad!"

Garfield said to Snape sincerely: "I promise I will eat it. If I don't eat it, I will only eat salad for the rest of my life." He also held his fat face, trying to be cute (●ω●)

Snape expressed doubts: How could Garfield be so obedient today, but seeing that time is running out, he has to go to the classroom early to preview the History of Magic.

Snape had no choice but to warn Garfield again impatiently. Seeing Garfield nodding obediently, Snape, who was a little uneasy, still carried the book and left, the black wizard robe brought out a gust of wind.

After Snape walked away, Garfield immediately put on a smirk, squinted his eyes and looked at the surrounding cakes, blueberry pie, croissant, and creamy mushroom soup with satisfaction, and then spread all the way centered on Garfield, and the whole dining table was full of excitement. Almost empty.

The house elves at Hogwarts kept apparating to move food from the kitchen, and finally piled up the food in front of Garfield as high as a mountain, but it was eaten again in a blink of an eye.

Unable to meet Garfield's food demand, a group of elves were so sad that they cried and hit the wall. Garfield was eating well, but was frightened by these strange elves.

The curious Garfield asked the elves who were constantly hitting the wall: "What are you doing?"

The elves had bat-like ears and bulging green eyes the size of tennis balls, and one of the older ones stopped and bowed deeply, its long flat nose almost touching the carpet.

Respectfully said: "I'm sorry, dear Mr. Garfield, are we interrupting you to eat?" His eyes revealed the emotion that if Garfield said he was sorry, he would immediately hit the wall.

Garfield was so scared that he quickly waved his hand and said, "No, I'm just curious what you are doing here."

The elf bowed respectfully: "We just repent for our own incompetence."

Garfield: Confession? ? ?Confess what? !

One of the elves with pigtails said timidly: "We can't satisfy Mr. Garfield's appetite... woo woo woo~~~" Before he could say a few words, he started crying. Garfield said that his fat face was in a daze Forced, I really don't understand.

In the end, I had to sigh: This is really a magical world, with magical creatures and magical characters. Garfield said he didn’t understand ┑(￣Д￣)┍

However, Garfield also became curious about this kind of creature, and asked how the house-elf usually lived, and the result was a unified reply, work. . .Work. . .And there are no holidays yet! ! !All the house-elves were so glad to be able to work, that any holiday freedom was an insult to their race.

Garfield couldn't believe it, how could a creature be so selfless? ? ?No wages, no holidays, pride in labor, shame on wandering freely, for a lazy cat like him who only knows how to eat and sleep, it is necessary to have a good relationship with house elves, Garfield has already imagined that no matter what he wants The house elves can do whatever they eat, and no matter what kind of housework can be entrusted to the house elves to live a better life.

That said, but Garfield still doesn't quite believe that there are creatures that love labor, and. . .It's a little strange, Garfield seems to be casually looking at the busy house elves in the distance, but is actually vigilant in secret. They don't look like kind house elves, although their characters are indeed kind and hardworking, but although their blood His cold and evil aura was already very thin, but this made him even more suspicious and made Garfield even more curious. Maybe going to the Hogwarts library with Snape is not an unacceptable choice.

It's getting late, Garfield looked at the rest of the salad in embarrassment, sighed, and slowly poured the salad into the cream of mushroom soup, not wanting to eat it (╯＾╰〉, but Garfield still wrinkled when he remembered Snape's words The face swallowed the special salad cream mushroom soup.

After licking the creamy mushroom soup on his lips, Garfield's eyes lit up: "Accident." . .The taste is not bad~