I was Hermione's puppy at Hogwarts

The wolf cub heard the sound and was frightened again. It was completely unaware that someone was approaching it. This was extremely dangerous!

There is a creature approaching you in the wild, but you don't know it. At this time, your life and death are already in its hands.

Lovell bared his teeth and turned around, then saw a skinny big cat with dark gray fur squatting not far away, staring at him with its bulging eyes like light bulbs.

There were no other creatures in the corridor, so the cat could only have been the one who spoke just now.

Seeing Lovell looking directly at him, a trace of human displeasure flashed across the big cat's face.Considering the identity of the other wolf, Big Cat felt that the two parties might not be able to communicate normally at all.So it didn't bother to waste any more words, straightened up and was about to leave.

"Is everything in the castle alive?"

At this moment, the big cat heard a somewhat childish voice behind it.

It can actually understand itself? !The big cat was a little surprised. After living in Hogwarts for so many years, this was the first time she had seen a creature that could fully understand what she was talking about.Even her owner and the tabby cat she met before could only understand a rough idea, let alone communicate with her in cat language.

The big cat stopped leaving and decided to chat with the young wolf a little more.

"You can understand that most things in this castle have their own 'ideas'. The armor can sing and play pranks. The portraits are generally smarter than the armor. Some portraits can even communicate with each other and leave their own picture frames. Just Even those seemingly ordinary stone sculptures may have secrets hidden behind them.”

Lovell didn't panic this time and was in a calm mood, so he heard more clearly.Although it has a strong sense of weariness and a hoarse sound, you can still hear the obvious middle-aged female voice in the big cat's voice, giving the wolf cub the feeling of facing an old aunt.

"This is really amazing. My name is Lovell, and I am Professor Dumbledore's guest."

"I am Loris, partner of Mr. Argus Filch, the castle administrator." Mrs. Loris and Lovell introduced each other.

After hearing the identity of the wolf cub's "guest", Mrs. Norris looked at Lovell with some curiosity.

She heard that Professor Dumbledore was a great wizard, and the wolf cub in front of her could actually become his guest?

"Why did he invite you to Hogwarts?" Loris asked curiously.

"What I didn't do was let me live in the principal's office, and even hired a house elf from the kitchen to bring me food."

"This is not a guest," Mrs. Norris was speechless after hearing the wolf cub's answer, "You are his pet - or assistant."

Seeing that the word pet seemed to irritate the wolf cub, Mrs. Loris decided to change it to a nicer name.

"Oh." Lovell nodded. In its opinion, whether it's a guest or an assistant, as long as it's not a pet, it can talk about anything.

But even if it was proved that the wolf cub was not Dumbledore's guest, Mrs. Norris did not mean to look down on Lovell.Because it is not difficult to tell from the words of the wolf cub that Dumbledore still loves it very much - it has a cook and a separate bedroom.

This guy who has such a close relationship with Professor Dumbledore cannot be offended.

But she didn't notice that the expression on the wolf cub opposite her became increasingly weird.

While chatting with Mrs. Loris, the wolf cub could faintly smell a strange smell, as if something was rotten. This smell was more obvious when Mrs. Loris was talking.

Finally, it confirms one thing: Mrs. Norris has bad breath!

This is very torture for a guy with a sensitive sense of smell like a wolf pup.

Perhaps chatting consumed too much energy. After chatting for a while, Mrs. Norris yawned at the wolf cub.At this moment, a putrid smell hit the wolf cub's face.

The next moment, the wolf cub felt dizzy and his stomach was churning.A stream of acid surged into Lovell's throat. Lovell tried to suppress it, but in the end he couldn't suppress the vomiting feeling, and it spit it out all at once.

"Is your stomach bad?" Mrs. Lorris seemed not to notice the real reason for the wolf cub's vomiting. She looked at the wolf cub with some concern, "Mr. Filch bought me stomach medicine, and it has some effects. You Do you need it? I'll get it for you if you need it."

As a cat that often suffers from vomiting and diarrhea, Mrs. Loris can sympathize with this disease, so she sincerely wants to help this cute little brother.

Faced with Mrs. Lorris' kindness, the wolf cub didn't want to answer the question for the time being. At this time, its entire throat was burning, as if it had been burned - this was the damage caused by acid reflux in the stomach.

However, it recalled a conversation during dinner at Granger's house before. It was about a disease that Mr. Granger mentioned to it...what was it called?

The wolf cub tried to remember.

It seems to be called "chronic renal failure"?At that time, the Grangers wanted to take him for a physical examination, and this disease was mentioned in the physical examination items.

Lovell gradually recalled the details of the conversation. This chronic disease mostly occurs in older cats, and its symptoms include vomiting and bad breath.

The way it looked at Mrs. Norris became a little strange.Doesn't she have chronic renal failure?The wolf cub came to a terrible conclusion.

Upon closer inspection, Mrs. Loris seems to be in line with the symptoms of chronic renal failure. Her coat is dull and skinny, which are the typical symptoms of chronic renal failure mentioned by Mr. Granger!

"Mrs. Norris, I have a few questions to ask you." Lovell asked seriously.

"Ask." Mrs. Loris noticed the change in the wolf cub's temperament. Although she didn't understand why, she could feel the seriousness in the wolf cub, so she was also prepared to answer its questions seriously.

"Is your tongue yellow? Have you had a bad appetite recently? You are a little lethargic, right? Also, do you usually have blood in your urine when you pee?"

Mrs. Norris was silent.

Not because the last question involved privacy, but because the wolf cub said it so accurately, it was as if he had lived with her for several years!

"Yes, you are right. You were right. How did you know?" Mrs. Loris looked at the wolf cub with a complicated expression.

"I also heard from others that this is a disease, Mrs. Lorris." Lovell looked at Mrs. Lorris with a trace of compassion in his eyes, because he heard from Mr. Granger that once Cats infected with this disease may not live for a few years.

“Have you ever heard of chronic renal failure?”

Listening to this unfamiliar term, Mrs. Norris shook her head.However, she was not surprised when the wolf cub said she was sick. She had been mentally prepared for it: loss of appetite, frequent vomiting, and blood in the urine, which were not signs of health.

Even Filch knew that her health was not very good and bought her medicine.It's just that these potions were quite effective at first, but now their effectiveness is getting weaker day by day.

"Can you tell me about this disease?" Mrs. Norris asked Lovell.

Chronic renal failure refers to kidney failure. Simply put, the kidneys cannot function properly and cannot excrete metabolic waste.These things accumulate in the body, disrupting the balance of electrolytes, minerals and water.What's even more frightening is that this disease will get worse like a snowball, and part of the kidney function will be destroyed, which will increase the burden on the good kidneys, further worsening the situation, and finally, there will be no cure.

After hearing the sad news, Mrs. Norris fell silent.After a while, she slowly spoke.

"Please don't tell Filch," she begged in a low voice, "I don't want him to be distressed or worried about this."

Lovell instinctively felt that something was wrong, but before it could speak to persuade him, he heard a thunderous roar.

"Which bastard made the floor so dirty! If I catch him, I'll have to hang him in the solitary room and 'serve' him!"

An old man wearing a brown coat, with a pale face and saggy cheeks, came over panting. His bulging light-colored eyes stared closely at the puddle of vomit that Lovell had vomited on the floor. His eyes were full of anger.

Seeing the visitor, Mrs. Norris showed a mixture of sadness and joy. She whispered to Lovell that the angry old man was Argus Filch, the administrator of the castle.

The wolf cub didn't like the smell of Filch very much. He always felt that the old man had a musty smell, which he didn't like very much.

Filch cursed all the way, but when he saw Mrs. Norris, the sullen expression on his face immediately disappeared.He leaned down and stroked Mrs. Norris's dry hair, and Mrs. Norris also rubbed her cheek against his protruding hand.

From the interaction between one person and one cat, Lovell can see that the relationship between the two is indeed very close.

"Honey, be good, do you know who did it?"

The wolf cub next to him suddenly felt a little embarrassed. He was the culprit!

At this time, Filch found Lovell beside him, and he felt that he understood.

"It's you! The guy who soiled the floor! My dear, thanks to you for catching it, I'll drive it out right now..."

Seeing that her master was threatening to use violence against Lovell, Mrs. Norris quickly stopped in front of the wolf cub and meowed.

"Huh?" Filch was a little confused now: Judging from his cat's attitude, it seemed that he was protecting the puppy in front of him?

At this time, the wolf cub took a step forward and came to Filch on his own initiative.

"Mr. Filch, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

"As expected, it's you - wait, you can actually talk!" After Filch realized what he was doing, his eyes bulged a little further.

As an administrator at a magic school, Filch had seen many strange and weird things, but this was the first time he saw a talking wolf.

Filch was completely confused. He didn't know how to deal with the talking guy in front of him.At this time, the wolf cub was also struggling: should he tell Filch about Mrs. Norris's physical condition?

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