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Text 049. Confinement can be done again! ヽ(??▽?)ノ

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    Under the exquisite spell of the house-elf, Fisher's bedroom was quickly restored to its original state.

    Ron and others looked at me and looked at you, then shrugged each other, and put away all the wands that were of no use.

    Comey, a house elf, they still knew. He often brought back Fish, who was out at night, in the middle of the night, and the piercing sound of Apparition woke Harry and the others not once or twice.

    "If you need anything, call Comey by name! I'll hear!"

    After tidying up the room, Comey bowed deeply to Harry Potter and the others, and said in a sharp voice, and then he apparated and left the dormitory.

    "Awesome! I've always wanted a house-elf!"

    Ron waved his arms excitedly. As the only pure blood in the dormitory, he and Neville would have a deeper understanding of house elves.

    And unlike the Longbottoms, the Weasleys don't even have a single house-elf.

    In fact, Ron was quite puzzled at the beginning. Although his family was poor, the house-elves could still afford them. After all, these little guys had extremely low needs for themselves and did not consume any resources at all.

    But whenever Ron asked this question, their parents always changed the subject and talked about him.

    Later, he learned the reason from his brothers.

    Although house elves do not need to pay salaries and have very low requirements for board and lodging, the actual stock is very limited, and they are basically controlled by those ancient pure-blood families.

    Hogwarts will have so many house elves, mainly the inheritance left by the Big Four, previous principals and professors, and a few elves who are homeless due to various reasons, and are given by Hogwarts.  Take in.

    Although both Arthur and Molly came from ancient pure-blood families, they eloped from their families and did not inherit house elves from their own families.

    Although Comey does not really belong to him now, it is already a very happy thing for Ron to be able to use the house elves occasionally in school.

    "If Mom knew, she would envy me!" Ron's mouth was almost grinning to his ears. "She always wanted a house elf to help us iron our clothes."

    However, Ron's joy did not resonate with others.

    Longbottom, who also belongs to the "noble twenty-eight pure-blood families", naturally also has house-elves. Although the elves of the Longbottom family were inherited by Neville's uncle, Neville was also kept by the house-elves anyway.  Those who have taken care of it for a period of time naturally don't think it's a big deal.

    But Dean, Seamus, and Harry have no concept of house elves. In fact, many ordinary wizards have never seen house elves a few times in their lives. Their understanding of elves comes from  Books like A History of Magic.

    As for Fishdoes it make a difference to him with or without house-elves?

    After laughing foolishly for a while, Ron found that everyone else looked calm. He quickly pretended to cough twice to cover up his embarrassment, and quickly changed the subject, "Fish, do you know? Me and Harry  All joined Gryffindor's Ouch!"

    In the middle of Ron's speech, he was interrupted by Harry's concealed kick, and then he realized that Fish was unhappy because he couldn't ride a broom and an owl these two days. He said Quidditch now, didn't he?  Aren't you provoking Fisch?

    In fact, Fish has almost forgotten about it at this time. Anyway, there are so many fun things in school, even if he can't fly, he can usually climb to high places, so the priority of broomsticks in Fish's heart is actually not high.  how high.

    "Meow?" (●w●)

    Fish, who was sitting cross-legged on his bed and fiddling with a few gobstones, raised his head, glanced at Ron, and tilted his head in doubt.

    "What meow did you and Scarhead join?"

    "Uh that" Ron groaned twice, and casually used his only current strength as an excuse, "We joined the Wizard Chess Club of Gryffindor! Right, Harry?"

    "Huh? Oh! Yes, that's right!"

    Harry quickly nodded in cooperation.

    "Wizard Chess?" w

    Fish recalled for a while, he still had an impression of this thing, a group of very long-winded little chess pieces, after being beaten up by him, they became much more obedient.

    However, Fisch is not good at things like playing chess. He doesn't understand the rules at all. Why some chess pieces can onlyGo diagonally, but some pieces can only go straight?  And why are the two sides taking turns moving the pieces?

    In Fisher's view, as long as you are fast, you can move as many steps as you want, and you can move as much as you want.

    So after listening to Ron introduce the rules of wizard chess, he quickly lost interest.

    "It's boring, meow."

    Fish lowered his head again, and continued to pick up the gobstones scattered on the bed.

    Of course he didn't understand the rules of gobstones, but who made them into small round balls? In Fisher's eyes, this game was much more interesting than wizard chess.

    After pawing at the Gobstone for a while, Fish changed back into the form of a cat, then quickly climbed to the top of the bed along the pillars hanging the curtain beside the bed, and lay down on it.

    Harry and the others could only see Fish's four little paws protruding from the edge of the bed, and the tail that flicked from time to time, showed a pointy point playfully, and then quickly retracted.

    Lately Fish has fallen in love with resting and sleeping on top of the bedeven though he spends most of his sleeping time outside of the dorm.

    When Fish quieted down, the whole dormitory also naturally quieted down. Harry and the others, who were exhausted today, hurriedly took advantage of this time to take a good rest.

    It wasn't until dinner time that they heard that Fish had visited the common rooms of the other three colleges today.

    However, this kind of thing was not difficult for Fish to understand, so the Gryffindor students didn't take it seriously after being surprised for a while.

    Only the twins kept trying to find out from Fish how to enter the Slytherin lounge after learning about this.

    However, it is a pity that Fish can't even remember the password of his own dormitory, let alone Slytherin's.

    And when he went to the Slytherin lounge, he stayed on Malfoy and Crabbe's shoulders all the time, and didn't leave a scent mark on the road, so he didn't even know the exact location.

    The twins couldn't ask one, so in the end, they had no choice but to give up.

    Just as George and Fred kept chatting with Fish, they must remember the location and password of the Slytherin lounge next time, Professor McGonagall, who had finished dinner, walked over to them.

    "Minerva!" w

    Fish rushed over immediately, hugged her arm and rubbed against her, making all the little wizards envious.

    Professor McGonagall touched Fish's little head, a smile flashed across her face, she maintained a serious face and looked at the twins, "Nine o'clock tonight, still in the hall, your confinement is not over yet."

    "That's great, meow! I can be confined again tonight!" ヽ(▽)ノ

    Fish, who had a deep misunderstanding of the word "confinement", raised his hands and cheered.

    George and Fred: ""

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