Chapter 49： It can be confined again! ?(????)ノ

Under the superb spells of the house-raising elf, Fisch’s bedroom quickly returned to its original state.

Ron and others, you look at me and I look at you, then shrugged each other, and put away the useless wands.

Komi, this house-raised elf, they still know him. He often sends back Phish who wanders outside at night in the middle of the night. The harsh sound produced when the Apparition is moved, it is not once or twice that Harry and the others are awakened.

"If you need anything, please call Comey's name! I will hear it!"

After finishing the room, Comey bowed deeply to Harry Potter and the others, said in a shrill voice, and then he apparated and left the bedroom.

"Awesome! I have 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 the house elves.

And unlike the Longbottom family, the Weasley family doesn't even have a house elf.

In fact, Ron was quite puzzled at the beginning. Although his family is poor, he can still afford to raise the house elves. After all, these little guys have extremely low demand for themselves and can't consume any resources at all.

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

Later, he still learned the reason from his brothers.

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

Hogwarts will have so many elves, mainly the legacy left by the Big Four and previous principals and professors. There are also a few elves who are homeless for various reasons. They are given by Hogwarts. Take in.

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

Although Comey doesn't really belong to him now, it is already a very happy thing for Ron to be able to call the house elves occasionally in school.

"If my mother knows, she will envy me!" Ron's mouth was almost grinning to his ears, "She always hoped that a house elf would help us iron our clothes."

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

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

And 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. They know more about elves. Books like "A History of Magic".

As for Feishu... Is there any house-elf that makes a difference for him?

After Ron was silly for a while, he found that everyone else was calm, he pretended to cough twice to hide his embarrassment, and quickly changed the subject, "Fish, do you know? Me and Harry All joined Gryffindor...Ouch!"

Ron was halfway talking, he was interrupted by Harry's concealed kick, and then he reacted. In the past two days, Fisch was unhappy because he couldn't ride a broom and an owl. He is talking about Quidditch now. Isn't it stimulating Fisch?

In fact, at this time, Fei Xu had almost forgotten about this. Anyway, there are so many fun things in the school, even if he can’t fly, he can usually climb to high places, so the priority of flying broomstick in Fei Xu’s heart is not actually. How high.

"Meow?" (●?ω?●)

Fisch, who was sitting cross-legged on his bed, fiddled with a few high boulders, raised his head, glanced at Ron, and tilted his head suspiciously.

"Why did you join Scarhead?"

"Uh...that..." Ron babbled twice, casually using his current only strength as an excuse, "We joined the Gryffindor Wizard Chess Club! Right, Harry?"

"Huh? Oh! Yes, that's right!"

Harry nodded quickly and cooperated.

"Witcher chess?"?ω?

Feixu recalled that he still had an impression of this thing. A group of very long-winded little chess pieces became much better after being beaten by him.

But for things like chess, Fisch is not good at it. He doesn't understand the rules at all. Why can some chess pieces only move diagonally, while others can only move straight? And why are the two parties taking turns to move the pieces?

In Feish's opinion, as long as you are fast, you can move a few steps if you want to move a few steps, and you can move as you want.

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

"It's boring meow."

Feixu lowered his head again, and continued to pull up the gobbling stones scattered on the bed.

Of course he didn’t understand the rules of Gobstone, but who made them be round balls? In the eyes of Fisch, this thing is much more interesting than wizard chess.

After pulling the high cloth stone for a while, Fisch changed back to the form of a cat, and then quickly climbed to the top of the bed along the pillars hung by the bed and lay down on it.

Harry and the others could only see the four small paws protruding from the edge of the bed, and they flicked it from time to time, and then quickly retracted the tail after naughty revealing a pointed point.

Fish recently fell in love with the feeling of resting and sleeping on the top of the bed...even though he didn't spend most of his sleep in the dormitory.

When Fei Xu calmed down, the whole bedroom also became quiet naturally. Harry and the others, who were exhausted by com today, took advantage of this time and took a good rest.

It was not until dinner time that they heard that Fisch had visited the public lounges of the other three colleges today.

But this kind of thing is not incomprehensible to Fisch, so the students of Gryffindor didn't care about it after being surprised for a while.

Only the twins have been trying to ask how to get into the Slytherin lounge from Fisch after learning about this.

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

And when he went to the Slytherin lounge, he stayed on the shoulders of Malfoy and Crabbe, and didn't leave scent marks on the road, so he didn't even know the exact location.

The twins couldn't ask for one, so they finally had no choice but to give up.

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

"Minerva!"?●ω●?

Feixu rushed over for the first time, hugging her arm and rubbing it, seeing the envy of the little wizards.

Professor McGonagall touched Feish’s little head, a smile flashed across her face, she maintained a serious face and looked at the twins, “It’s still in the hall at nine o’clock tonight. Your confinement is not over yet.”

"Great meow! I can be confined again tonight!" ヽ(??▽?)ノ

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

George and Fred: "..."

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