"What's new? I'm all new here. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" said the witch of the pet shop, as she displayed the animals that were active in the shop.

Roger pouted: "I don't see it... And none of them quite met my requirements......"

The witch was curious, and wanted to know more about it, and asked, "Oh, what ......do you ask for?"

The boy scratched the corners of his eyes and said slowly, "Hmm...... It's like Mermaid, Medusa, Sphinx, Harpy, Queen of Hearts, Ahri, Oriana...... etc.

The pet shop witch stared straight at the boy, although the latter words were a little incomprehensible, but she could understand the previous words......

It's all special people's mothers!

The witch's eyes turned to Hermione, who had come with her, and she noticed that the girl had a blank look on her face, apparently not understanding what was going on......

Then the clerk patted his cheek and sobered up: What do you think! This boy is only a teenager, he must just be curious about these magical animals, he is really dirty!

After a little relief, the witch replied solemnly, "I'm sorry, little brother... That kind of magical protected animal is not sold here~"

Roger looked at the clerk with a caring and mentally retarded expression, engaged in wool, how could he talk like a child......

"If not, then we'll look at another store. The boy said in disgust, pulling Hermione and going out.

As soon as the witch saw that the business was leaving, she quickly lifted a small iron dragon from under the cabinet: "Don't don't... Look at this, quite a rare pet~. ”

Roger glanced at it and sneered, "It's just a black rabbit the size of two fists......"

"No, no, no, this is not a rabbit, this is a miniature boar," the witch opened the cage door and slipped out of the little black creature with her ears in her hands, "Look, there are two little fangs." ”

The boy ......leaned over and took a closer look, and the pink nose, hooves, and thin curly tail were really a pig!

"But what am I going to do when I buy a pig?" Roger sweated and took the little black pig, "Do you want to make a roast suckling pig?"

"Show me—oops!" Hermione approached to hug it, and the boar shrunk out as cute.

A huge ginger thing jumped out of the top cage and onto Roger's head.

Roger didn't react, but startled the girl.

"Don't!Crookshan, don't!" exclaimed the witch, lest the big cat accidentally scratch the boy's face.

However, the cat did not make any other movements, but instead crouched on the top of Roger's head, as if he had brought him a suede hat with a patterned pattern.

The boy unceremoniously reached out and pulled the big cat off the top of his head, the cat's ginger fur was thick and fluffy, its legs were a little bent, and its face looked like it had been flattened, as if it had run so fast that it had hit a wall.

Humming and looking at the big cat, Roger reached into his arms and scratched its warm belly, and Crookshan snorted comfortably.

The little black pig was pressed down and snorted twice in dissatisfaction, and the little pig's head arched, and the cat, which was almost four times its size, overturned it.

"Huh... This little thing is very energetic. Roger mentioned Piggy in surprise.

The boy holding it felt the power, and it was definitely not something that could be emanated by its small body.

"Don't look at it all day long, if you pinch it hard, this little guy is full of muscles. The witch explained the piglet's condition without saying a word about the cat, and it seemed that she had almost given up hope of selling Crookshan.

The big cat that was overturned to the ground purred in dissatisfaction, and Hermione crouched down and scratched its chin: "What about this cat?

"Well, as long as nine gallons!" The witch was stunned for a moment, and after reacting, her enthusiastic attitude was adjusted up two notches: "It's very smart, it's just that it looks a little weird, but in fact, it still feels cute after watching it for a long time." ”

"Oh......" The girl subconsciously touched her pocket, obviously this price is still a bit out of budget.

"How much is this pig?" interjected Roger asked, tugging at the skin of the back of the little black pig's neck.

Witch: "Twenty Galleons." ”

This Crook Hill is much unpopular, and the price difference is more than doubled.

"Okay, I'll have both... Wouldn't you like to send some pet rations or something?" Roger simply pulled out his money bag.

"Don't—" Hermione grabbed the boy's arm, "Don't bother......"

"This year's Christmas present...", Roger carried the little black pig like a handbag, counted out twenty-nine gold coins and handed them to the pet shop witch, "I kind of gave it to you a few days in advance." ”

"But..."

"If you don't want it, then I'll raise them together~" The boy interrupted her: "Maybe one day I'll want to eat dragon and tiger fights?"

Crookshan bared his teeth in understanding, and ducked into the girl's arms.

Out of the pet store, the cat food was not delivered, in the words of the witch, they can eat whatever you eat, there will be no problem at all, how can pets in the wizarding world be as low as ordinary kittens and piglets?

"Next stop... Go to the Blotted bookstore?" Roger asked, glancing at the girl who was teasing the cat.

"Then let's go, go buy books. Hermione was also in a good mood, and seemed to like this big pet very much: "By the way, don't you want to name your little pig?

The big cat rubbed his owner's arm with his flat face in satisfaction.

"It?" The boy lifted the little black pig to eye level and looked at it, "Let's call it reserve grain..."

"......" Hermione hugged Crookshan's arm tightly, "Your name... Very meaningful......"

Little Black Pig... Oh, it's reserve grain ... Silly snorted twice, it seems that I like this.

Hehe, Roger shook his hands again and walked slowly towards the bookstore, the reserve swaying like a dead pig.

Because the ears of the reserve grain are not drooped down like ordinary pigs, they are a little slender and upturned, like a rabbit.

In order to save trouble, the boy was like lifting a rabbit, and he no longer lifted the skin of the back of his neck and raised his ears.

The people who passed by Roger on the way looked at them curiously, and he didn't know where he thought he had dug it out and was going to take it home to stew.

Strange to say, it should be very uncomfortable to hold it in the same way as Roger lifts the plastic bag, but along the way, he stared at the two small dripping eyes without a trace of discomfort, and even stretched out his little pink tongue from time to time and snorted twice......

Quirky pets deserve to be freaked owners.