I was Hermione's puppy at Hogwarts

While Mrs. Norris was deep in thought, Filch returned.

He walked heavily, holding a mop in one hand and a mop bucket in the other.It can be seen that although Filch planned to provide Lovell with stomach medicine, he did not relax about his job. The dirty floor had to be cleaned.

Seeing Filch cleaning the floor, Lovell suddenly felt that something was wrong.

He soon noticed something was wrong: didn't Hogwarts have house elves? Why did Mr. Filch still have to do these chores?These operations can be solved by wizards or house elves with just one spell, right?Why use human power to clean it bit by bit?

Faced with the wolf cub's question, Mrs. Norris couldn't answer.

Listening to the meowing exchange between Lovell and Mrs. Norris, a smile appeared on Filch's lips: I didn't expect that this little bastard who could speak human language also knew cat language.

Um?Filch frowned. If Lovell could both speak human language and communicate with cats, wouldn't it be able to translate Mrs. Norris's words for him?

Then you can completely understand what Mrs. Loris said!

Filch reacted immediately.For a serious cat lover, is there anything more joyful than this?

Thinking of this, Filch no longer wanted to mop the floor.He stuffed the mop into the bucket, then leaned down, staring at the wolf cub and hesitated to speak.

"What's wrong? What's the matter?" After feeling Filch's gaze, the wolf cub stopped talking to Mrs. Norris and turned to look at Filch.

"Can you...can you help me translate what Loris said?" When it came time to make the request, Filch was a little hesitant.

Lovell glanced at him, then turned to look at Mrs. Norris.

It knew that Mrs. Norris was very smart and could completely understand what Filch meant, so it was waiting for Norris's response. If she was willing, Lovell would naturally translate for her.

Mrs. Norris thought for a moment and finally sighed, deciding to confess everything.

"you sure?"

Under Filch's curious gaze, Mrs. Norris nodded firmly.

"Okay then," Lovell had no scruples anymore and asked Filch a question: "Mr. Filch, do you know your cat is sick?"

"Of course, my little baby's stomach is not very good. I have been buying potions from Diagon Alley for her to drink." Filch patted his chest to express that he was very concerned about Mrs. Norris's health and was absolutely not negligent. main idea.

"But that drugstore is really treacherous. The potions that have been prepared recently are getting worse and worse. Sooner or later I will have to change to another store." At this point, Filch was so angry that his teeth itched.In his opinion, that pharmacy bullied him into being a squib and deliberately sold him substandard medicinal materials to make the medicine less effective.

Thinking of this, he sighed: If it doesn't work out, he will go to Professor Snape and ask him to prepare some magic potion for his cat.

Filch didn't want to deal with the sullen Head of Slytherin if possible.He knew very well that the professors at Hogwarts did not regard him as a colleague.He is more like a servant than a castle administrator.

But there was nothing he could do.

"Mrs. Norris does not have a gastrointestinal problem," Lovell corrected Filch's misunderstanding. "She suffered from chronic renal failure due to various reasons. If she does not adjust her diet and take medicine, she may not die soon. "

Filch:!

This sentence was like a bolt from the blue, and he was so shocked that he could not speak.

After a long while, he jumped to his feet and yelled: "How is it possible? My baby will eat whatever I eat. I swear everything I have, I will never treat her harshly——"

The wolf cub rubbed its face with its paws. It felt that Mr. Filch seemed to have no common sense about raising cats?

Even though they only spent a short time together with the Grangers, they showed them the correct way to raise pets.

One of the most important things is not to let your pet eat the same food as you.Compared with food in nature, the food eaten by humans contains too much salt, which can cause a series of diseases. For cats with poor kidney function like Mrs. Loris, eating heavy salt food is equivalent to suicide.

Loris's kidney function may have weakened due to her age and unhealthy diet at first, but as time went by without changing, her disease gradually developed into chronic renal failure.If it weren't for the magic potion in the drugstore that kept her alive, Mrs. Norris would have died of kidney failure long ago.

The recent failure of the "stomach medicine" indicates that her condition is worsening.Next, either Mrs. Norris died of illness, or a more powerful potion helped her survive.With Professor Snape's strength, it is likely that the latter will be the trend.

It seems understandable that Filch doesn't understand this, because this matter is indeed counter-intuitive, and only medical practitioners like the Grangers understand it.Lovell has no qualifications to say anything about others - it can't even do it itself.When at the Grangers' house, he insisted on eating the same food as the Grangers.Of course, what Lovell didn't know was that Mrs. Granger had reduced the amount of salt when preparing her portion.

After explaining the causes and symptoms of kidney failure, Filch collapsed on the ground.His reason told him that Lovell did not lie to him, and all the clues were correct, but his sensibility made him refuse to accept this ironclad fact.

"Impossible, impossible..." Filch's eyes were blank, he leaned against the wall and repeated these words vaguely.Mrs. Norris walked to his legs and rubbed her head against his thigh.

"My dear, this is not true, is it? You just have a bad stomach..." Filch picked up Mrs. Norris and said eagerly, but when he and Mrs. Norris looked at each other with helpless eyes, After looking at each other for a few seconds, Filch was speechless.

He knew he was lying to himself.

Muddy tears fell from the corners of his eyes, and Filch once again felt despair. He felt as if he was being swallowed by boundless despair, as if he was drowning and out of breath.

He lowered his head, letting the tears wet the hem of his coat.

"Why are you crying? Isn't this disease a terminal illness?" The wolf cub felt that he had conveyed the wrong meaning?It said that if this disease is not treated, it may lead to the death of Mrs. Loris, but this is a situation where treatment is delayed!As long as it is treated promptly, this disease can be cured.

Filch, Loris:! ! !

"Huh?" Filch suddenly raised his head after hearing Lovell's words, his eyes shining with extreme longing. Mrs. Norris beside his legs also stood up and listened to Lovell with her ears raised. if.

If possible, she didn't want to be separated from her master.

"Are you telling the truth?!" Filch's voice even changed in excitement.

Lovell nodded confidently.

Of course Mrs. Norris's illness can be cured!

Most of the cats that died of kidney failure were discovered at an advanced stage. At that time, there was no way to save the cats with Muggle technology, but it was different here. There was magic here!Pharmacists may not know what kidney failure is, but they know how to rejuvenate the body.

Although continuing to stimulate the body and awakening the body's potential after a kidney problem is tantamount to drinking poison to quench thirst, such a potion can indeed maintain Mrs. Norris's fire of life and give Lovell and the others time to regulate her physical condition. .As long as she takes good care of her kidneys, Mrs. Norris will naturally be saved.

There's just one problem: Lovell doesn't know how Muggles treat chronic renal failure.

This was normal. After all, Lovell didn't go to Granger's house to take the veterinary qualification exam. It was already a miracle that he knew the symptoms and causes of the disease.

But looking at the expectant looks in Filch and Mrs. Norris's eyes, the wolf cub felt that if he said he didn't know at this time, he would be hung up and beaten...

"It would be great if Mr. Granger were here." Lovell said a little lonely. He believed that Mr. Granger must know how to treat Mrs. Norris.

Who is Mr. Granger?Filch desperately wanted to know who this was. He would find Mr. Granger at all costs and let him help treat his baby.

"He's a dentist."

Filch:? ? ?

What is a dentist?

After Lovell explained, Filch finally understood that Mr. Granger was a Muggle!

Like other wizards, Filch had a natural distrust of Muggles.In his opinion, things in the magical world are the most advanced, Muggles?Not worth mentioning.

Can Muggles cure Mrs. Norris's illness?Filch didn't believe it, but he had no choice.

Of course, Filch's impression of Muggles is destined to undergo a major turn today.

Finally, Filch, eager to save Loris, offers a solution to the problem.

"It may not be very realistic to leave school and go to Muggles to meet Mr. Granger, but we can send him a letter." Filch said, rubbing his unshaven chin.

"Send a letter?" The wolf cub tilted his head, slightly confused.

"Yes, send letters. Hogwarts has a large group of owls for students to send letters home." Filch waved his hand and shared this common knowledge with Lovell.

"I see..." Lovell blinked, and it suddenly realized something: since students can send letters to their own homes, can't I also write to Hermione?

For Hermione, the wolf cub had not been seen for a day and was missed very much. It was very eager to share what it saw and heard here with Hermione.

"Take me to see it quickly!" The wolf cub became excited when he thought of this, and he couldn't wait to send a letter to Hermione.

"Okay." Filch was also in a hurry, so he took the wolf cub and Mrs. Norris to the owl shed where the letter was sent in Hogwarts.

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A three thousand word chapter, here comes the second update!

As for some unreasonable aspects in the original work, you are welcome to put them forward in the book review area, and I will complete them bit by bit!Hey hey~