trainer at hogwarts

On the first night in Castile Bruce, after Vera said a lot of things to him mysteriously, Morris wrote a letter to Dumbledore. The general content was to exchange pleasantries for a while. Then ask nicely if there are any unknown stories about Castiel Bruce.

As a result, Gardevoir got up early the next morning and found a shivering owl in the yard. Poor Tutu huddled under a big leaf with messy feathers, looking evasively into the room.

After Gardevoir and Tutu communicated for a while, they learned that after Morris let it out at night, about half an hour later, it suddenly went dark and fell from the sky. When I woke up again, I found that the letter on my foot was gone!

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No more faith! ! It's going to kill the owl! ! ! !

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As a messenger owl, he actually lost the letter he wanted to deliver. This is simply a shame in the owl world! Shame! ! !

Gardevoir comforted Tutu's injured little heart, but the effect didn't seem to be very good, and Tutu was still dying.

…

This time Morris found Tutu, took the letter and shook it: "Do you want to send it again?"

Tutu blinked and tilted his head.

"Tutu." Morris smiled and touched its head, "Actually, I don't need you to actually deliver the letter. I just need you to take the letter and fly along the route from here to Hogwarts. As for where you can fly, it doesn’t matter, as long as you come back safely in the end.”

Tutu's round eyes were full of doubts.

"Just do as I say, don't worry about anything else." Morris smiled and said, "This is not your problem."

Tying the letter to Tutu's feet, Tutu gently pecked Morris's palm, and then flew into the night sky.

Morris had a mocking smile on his lips and looked at the night sky for a long time without saying anything.

After a while, there was another person in the room.

"Master?" Gardevoir pulled out a small black and red fox from behind and said, "The letter has been given to Frozen Bird, and he will take the letter to Hogwarts now. Also, Soraya brought it back. ”

Morris turned around and said, "Thank you." Then he reached out and took Soraya, who was suddenly carried back without knowing what he was doing.

"The owl flew away?" Gardevoir looked out the window.

Morris nodded: "Let's go."

"Can we deliver it this time?" Gardevoir was afraid that Tutu would become completely autistic.

"Definitely not." Morris sneered, "But don't worry, I have already vaccinated Tutu. I told him that he only needs to fly along this road. It doesn't matter whether he delivers it or not."

Gardevoir pulled out a chair and sat down: "I'm afraid that owl will get into trouble and not look very smart."

Morris spread his hands indifferently: "If it doesn't work, just buy another one."

"Master!" Gardevoir frowned.

"Okay, okay, don't be angry." Morris quickly admitted his mistake, "I was joking, I was joking. Although I don't know him well, he has been with us for a year, and we will take care of him if he is autistic."

Gardevoir: "..."

Morris closed the window, it was a bit cold in the middle of the night.

"Is there any way to follow Tutu?" Morris asked thoughtfully.

Gardevoir: "Do you need me to follow you?"

Morris vetoed: "No, you will be found out."

Gardevoir looked at the fragrant elf sleeping on the bed: "What about Xiaoye?"

Morris sighed: "Forget it, it's not safe outside now, Xiaoye...it's safer to stay at home and wait until Frozen Bird comes back to see the situation."

"Why do you do this?"

Morris took off his coat and climbed into bed: "Why? Ah...are you talking about stopping the owl?"

Gardevoir nodded: "This is so unethical!"

Morris raised his eyebrows: "According to the world view I originally understood, no one would intercept the owl, but what I have experienced now has refreshed my understanding again and again. Many things are hard to say. Wizards are also human beings, and we can't be too high-minded. To evaluate the quality of these people, think in the worst direction."

"Then will Dumbledore also treat us...?" Gardevoir was worried again.

Morris frowned: "As long as we don't involve black magic, we should... maybe... well, the probability of becoming a tool man is very high."

"Hmph." Gardevoir said disdainfully, "They are not good people."

"At least I know some basics." Morris took a pillow and leaned on the bed, "He is a pretty good person."

"Okay, Master, if you say it's okay, then it's okay." Gardevoir said, "No matter what Master decides, we will support you. Because you are the only one we believe in"

Wow, Duoduo...

"Good night."

Gardevoir closed the door.

Morris got into bed, which was warmly covered by the leaf elf.

Quietly looking at the sleeping face of the leaf elf, the little guy turned over, and his little paws naturally hugged Morris' arm. Ah...this little guy is really cute.

If she wasn't cute, how could she have been brought here in the first place.

But we have to consider another quota, let some cutie come over and experience life in a different world.

Well, this needs to be fooled...

But they couldn't let them know that they were summoned because they were short of manpower.

It's better to discuss it with Gardevoir tomorrow and get some sleep.

Hope the owl is okay.

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The next day, Gardevoir was watering the flowers and found an autistic owl under a big leaf.

"Tutu?"

The whole owl exudes the aura of hopelessness.

Through telepathy, Gardevoir heard Tutu keep muttering: I am a useless bird... What on earth am I living for... I can't even send a letter... Why am I so useless... I Not worthy of being an owl...

Gardevoir: "..."

Although you are indeed a waste, it's really not your fault this time.

Use your mind to catch the owl and throw it into the pond.

"Stop nagging, let's wash up first!" Gardevoir looked at the owl flapping in the pool and felt relieved. He also knew not to let himself sink. It seemed that he was not too autistic, and there was still hope. Wait for a while and ask the owner to stop letting this poor owl fly around.

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"It's good to be back." Morris said while eating breakfast, "I'm going to see Professor McGonagall today."

"I'll go with you." Gardevoir said.

Morris nodded: "Of course, you follow me invisibly, but be careful not to be discovered."

Gardevoir said confidently: "I will definitely not be discovered by them if I am prepared."

Morris swallowed the last bite of bread and said, "OK, let's go."