[HP] Being a problem student at Hogwarts

Tom's holiday schedule is still very fulfilling. He and Calvin's wand accessories business has officially launched. They plan to stock up a batch of goods during the holidays and then start selling them during the back-to-school season.

Under the guise of strengthening his core competitiveness, he had another reason to go to Professor Snape's house for tutoring during the holidays. When I went to Snape's house this time, I found that the surrounding environment had been greatly improved. The mountains of garbage were gone, the roads had been repaved, and there were dedicated people salvaging garbage from the river.

"I originally planned to arrange to clean the exterior walls, but then I thought about it and left his house untouched." Mr. Locke tried to amuse the bird with a bird toy, looked at him with a chirp, and walked away with his head held high.

"He opened a bakery not far from his house," Mr. Locke threw away the toys and said to his son. "He hired a mute girl to look after the store so as not to reveal your secret."

"You go this time and observe whether he feels offended. If not, I will order a basket of bread to be delivered to his door every day. Well, just so that an extraordinary potions master like him will not be delayed by trivial matters in life. . If he feels offended, he can just give it a few times on the excuse that a new store has opened, or he is walking among new neighbors, etc."

"What if he doesn't even want to?" Tom thought for a while and felt that Snape was not the type to patiently tolerate interpersonal interactions among neighbors.

"Deaf-mute people don't understand." Mr. Locke spread his hands and said, "Ask the little girl to leave him at the door. He doesn't understand what he's listening to, and he can't speak when he speaks. Just smile at him, and he won't accept it if he doesn't. , put it in in the morning and take it back in the evening, if you go back and forth a few times, he will definitely feel uncomfortable."

"A young man as conceited and capable as he is, is unwilling to owe others favors." Mr. Locke pointed out, "If he feels a little uncomfortable, he will definitely try his best to teach you. But you have to grasp the limit, and you can only let him It's uncomfortable, but you can't make him feel offended. Just pretend you don't know anything. It's a parent's concern. He can do whatever he wants. Even if there's a one-tenth chance that he will teach you more carefully, it's still worth it."

Chiujiu tilted her head and listened, her serious expression making Mr. Locke laugh.

"Oh, do we want to go to school, too?" He reached out to touch its feathers, but Jiujiu flapped its wings impatiently and fended off his hand.

"Okay, okay, don't touch, don't touch." Mr. Locke didn't insist. "You have to take Jiujiu to have a look when you have time. Even the magic pet is growing too fast. Don't be unable to keep up with nutrition."

Jiu Jiu's appetite has increased greatly now, and he often flies out to hunt wild food by himself at night. The first time Tom noticed blood stains on the bird's beak, Tom was shocked. Regardless of Jiu Jiu's struggle, he forcibly held it still and checked it, and found that there was no trace of blood on the bird's beak. Don't give up until you get hurt.

"You can't hunt by yourself!" Tom held it seriously to teach him, "It's very dangerous, you will be hunted down by others as prey!" he threatened, but Chiu Jiu looked at him with disdain, so he changed his clothes. Another saying: "Did you know that wild animals carry disease germs?"

The result of the education was that as soon as he opened his eyes the next morning, he was frightened awake by a dead snake on the pillow.

"Chirp!" He didn't expect that crows would bring prey back like cats. He was still thinking whether to put on a fake smile or make it clear to his demon pet that humans would not eat wild animals alive.

Jiujiu stood on the perch condescendingly and looked at him for a while, then spread his wings and flew down, swallowing the dead snake in front of him.

"...You really can't eat randomly..." Tom said with a headache, "If you keep doing this, I'm going to take you to get vaccinated." He was just trying to scare it. Jiujiu was no longer a baby bird, and it was ordinary. Whether the vaccine is useful for familiars is still a question.

Jiu Jiu walked away arrogantly.

The owner of the pet shop in Diagon Alley also said that there was nothing wrong with Chiu Chiu and that it might be a relapse to his ancestors. He recommended that he buy a bird nutrient supplement.

"It's fine." Tom carried his heavy bird back home. He reluctantly looked at the cold drink shop on the way, but he still didn't go in to buy it. Although I already have money on hand, I still want to save money on unnecessary expenses. Muggle ice cream is also delicious.

Jiujiu looked at the bird nutrition supplement in his hand, then at the cold drink shop, and suddenly lowered her head and pecked him.

"Do you want to eat it?" Tom asked it, but the crow just broke out and flew into the sky.

"Remember to go home." Tom sighed and told it, but when he got home, Tweet had already flown back, stood on the desk, and pulled a piece of gold galleons with its claws.

"Where did you get it?" Tom was surprised. "Picked it up? Robbed it? Are you injured?" He reluctantly reached out to hug the bird, but Chi Chi jumped away lightly.

"You can't steal other people's things." Tom educated, "I know it's crow's nature to like shiny things, but I can give you whatever you like, and you can't take other people's things, okay?"

Jiujiu angrily flapped him with her wings, flew to a perch and ignored him.

The summer vacation went by very quickly. Ron called him excitedly in the first week and yelled at the other end of the phone, for fear that the other party wouldn't hear him: "Hello?" He yelled until his throat was broken. A bit dumb, "Can you hear me?!"

Mrs. Locke, who answered the phone, quickly hung up the phone. She thought she was suffering from a mental illness.

Then Hermione called to apologize and promised that she would soon teach Ron the correct way to make a phone call.

"It doesn't matter from my side," said Tom. "Don't let Ron call Harry rashly."

"You're too late," Hermione said bitterly. "Ron was so excited that the first thing he called Harry was. It wasn't until he got hung up on twice that he remembered to ask me what was going on."

The reason why Ron was excited was that his father, Arthur Weasley, won the Daily Prophet's annual award and received a large sum of gold galleons. They were scheduled to travel to Egypt for a whole month, and they promised to replace Ron with a suitable wand - Ron insisted that it was the second-hand wand's fault that he didn't perform well in the practical exam.

"It's good," said Tom, and wrote a letter to congratulate Ron.

Hermione is also planning a holiday in France, which Tom is a little envious of. But obviously there is still some conflict between magic learning and vacation. After all, Professor Snape will definitely not travel with them.

"It would be great if there was a teacher around," thought Tom.

His wish soon came true.