"Still angry?"

Dumbledore lowered his head and looked at the sullen Elena and asked.

Although he knew that part of the reason might come from the girl's Meiwa blood, in the face of the girl's pure persistence and the bond with the "family" that was shown from time to time, Dumbledore always unconsciously had a trace of wanting to spoil him.

Maybe it's a sign of old age, right?" Dumbledore shook his head slightly with some self-deprecation.

Da-da-ta.

The silver-haired little Lori kept her head down and said nothing, her calfskin boots kicked the uneven pebbles between the stone slabs in Diagon Alley, and let the old wizard pull her towards the Ollivanders wand shop, apparently still in vindictiveness.

Elena actually knew that with a long-winded patriarch like Dumbledore, she would never sit idly by and watch her turn Diagon Alley into a magical version of the wet market.

But what could she do when she saw so many things she had never seen and eaten before—and especially, the white rabbit kept her eye in such a flirtatious way that it seemed to say, "Eat me, eat me, eat me!"?

Doesn't she know how to disguise it step by step, but she really can't control herself!

Now, apart from the [Fantastic Zoo] just now, the only remaining pet store in Diagon Alley is the [Babbling Owl Shop] not far away, where Harry Potter's snowy owl named Hedwig was bought.

Elena would not be so naïve to fantasize that Dumbledore, who knew the truth about the disappearance of the owl at Hogwarts, might even take her to an owl shop.

However, understanding is understanding, being picked up from the store by Dumbledore twice in a row still makes Elena quite unhappy, and she has decided not to say a word to Dumbledore from now on.

Just when the girl was secretly angry, she suddenly felt Dumbledore beside her pull her to stop, and the gentle voice of the old wizard came to her ears.

"Wait a minute. Elena, you're standing here, don't run around. ”

Dumbledore let go of his hand, rubbed the silky silver hair of the silver-haired little Lori, squatted down and looked into her eyes and instructed seriously.

Elena looked up and glanced at the sign of the shop next to her, "Ella Owl Store".

Beyond the gate, it seems that in order to match the owl's habit of going out day and night, even the inside of the store is pitch black. The sound of fluttering wings and the glittering eyes of jewels in the darkness can roughly imagine the scene of the store being full of owls.

Watching Dumbledore's back disappear into the black hole of the [Ella Owl Shop], Elena pursed her lips and became more and more unhappy. It seemed to her that the annoying headmaster had probably gone out of his way to tell the store staff not to sell her any owls or anything like that.

However, the mood didn't last long—Dumbledore shoved a large birdcage into Elena's hand.

"This, this...... Professor, you don't want to say it's for me, do you?"

Elena stammered as she carried the cage in a daze, surprise written all over her face.

You know, she is a cold-blooded orphan butcher with dozens of Scottish round-faced fat chickens on her body, and she has no feelings.

Dumbledore pointed to the beautiful dark brown bird inside the cage and smiled.

"I know it might be a bit of a surprise. Still, after thinking about it, I decided to give you an owl. Kids love owls, they can deliver letters and parcels for you. ”

In the cage, the dark brown owl was sleeping soundly under its wings, not aware of any danger.

Dumbledore paused, his blue eyes looking at Elena tenderly, and continued to whisper.

"According to the wizard at the store, this is a rather strange brown owl. Because the cry and appearance are not quite the same as those of other owls, they are not too happy. I guess you should be able to take care of it, though. ”

"Not quite the same?"

Elena looked at the sleeping little fat chicken in the birdcage in confusion, and on closer inspection, it did indeed look a little different from the appearance of most Scottish round-faced fat chickens she had seen before.

Compared to most of its kind, it is clearly on the small side, about slightly larger than a fat pigeon. Unlike most owls with a single color, this round-faced little chubby chicken looks exceptionally beautiful.

From the back of its neck spreads a white shoulder strap that extends to the shoulder blades. The feathers are trimmed with white, the wings and tail have light brown stripes, and the feathers on the body are dark brown-yellow-red gradients.

"That's really beautiful...... And it looks fleshy and stupid. ”

Elena curiously stretched out her finger, gently poked the Scottish round-faced chubby chicken who was still immersed in a sweet dream, licked her lips and said.

Goohaha!

The big dark brown bird awoke suddenly, flapping its wings, and fell in a panic from the pillar in the middle of the cage, and let out a series of strange chirps from its mouth, like the barking of a puppy, or the sound of a loud laugh from a distance.

The chubby, bulging face of the bird looks comical, and the discs behind and below the large eyes are white, then gradually turning gray, with brown streaks moving towards the center.

"Wait, Professor Dumbledore, what kind of breed did you just say?"

Hearing the cooing of laughter coming from the cage, Elena suddenly looked up at Dumbledore and asked.

"Brown owl, it's just that there is something strange about its cry and appearance, is there something wrong?"

Dumbledore looked at Elena for some reason, wondering why the girl's emotions suddenly became agitated.

"No, it's not a brown owl. Not even it belongs to any of the owl family. ”

Elena once again took a closer look at the little chubby chicken who had not yet been named in the corner of the cage, and slowly shook her head.

"This is a laughing owl of the family Proto-Owl, also known as WHēkau or white-faced owl. One, already in the Muggle world, is considered extinct. I didn't expect it to exist in the wizarding world. ”

Although this was not expected to happen before, it did not prevent Dumbledore from drawing conclusions from the information given by the silver-haired little Lori.

Dumbledore raised his eyebrows, a thoughtful expression crossed his face.

"That is, it may be the last in the world, but I'm sure you'll be able to feed it well, Elena." ”

The silver-haired little Lori blinked.

The last one in the world, if it is eaten, is it equivalent to the extinction of a species?!

Elena instantly realized what kind of hot potato she had taken over, the owl that couldn't be eaten, was it still a Scottish round-faced fat chicken?!

"Wait, Professor Dumbledore, I don't want to have a pet anymore, return it to the store. Or you can give it to Mr. Newts Camander!"

Reacting Elena, carrying the cage and anxiously trying to return to Dumbledore's hands. Although she is a foodie, she has always eaten some food that can be regenerated and farmed, and she is not so mad about eating creatures that will become extinct if she eats them.

"Of course...... No way!"

Looking at the little Lori with a tangled face, Dumbledore shook his head happily and refused without hesitation.

The reason for his joy was not only that he saw Elena deflated, but more importantly, that he had discovered some extraordinarily precious qualities in this little girl.

After a pause, Dumbledore continued in a brisk tone.

"Besides, I promised to buy you a pet. I'm not going to do things that don't count. As for Mr. Newt Scalmande, he has started his journey around the world again, and I can't find out where he is for a while, so I'll leave it to you to take care of it for the time being. ”

"Let's go, now there's no going to the Ollivanders Wand Shop. ”

Goohaha~Goohaha~

It seemed to feel a lot safer suddenly, and the little owl in the cage also let out a burst of excited cry at the right time.

"Shut up! If you make me angry, I'll eat you to extermination!"

The half-breed little girl grinded her teeth and glared fiercely at the little guy in the cage.

Goo ~ QAQ~

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(Elena Kaslana, who can't eat her pets, is pitifully waiting for everyone's feeding: ask for recommendation votes, ask for recommendation votes, ask for recommendation votes~)

(PS: If the pet is named, it will be called Vika, which is taken from the transliteration of WHēkau.) ）

(I didn't choose any cool magical creatures, the first was that the school rules didn't allow me, at least Dumbledore couldn't get past it.) Second, I don't want to change too many strange settings. Thirdly, it seems to be very loving to have a Scottish chubby chicken that you want to eat but can't eat as a pet. ）