Compared to castles built at the same time, Hogwarts Castle is much more grandiose. In fact, Hogwarts' all-stone castle is more of a spectacle, considering that most of the castles in the early Middle Ages were made of earth.

Regardless of the array of protective features that accompany the castle outside, Hogwarts Castle has eight floors and five towers. Wolf Cub and Lady Loris, they were going from the Headmaster's office on the eighth floor to the West Tower, where there was the Hogwarts "post office", the owl shed.

Hogwarts is a boarding school of witchcraft and wizardry, and in order for students to grow up in isolation, the school must provide cheap, stable, and reliable channels of communication with the outside world - the kind of school that locks students up and restricts their communication with their families should not exist in this world. A large number of cheap owls are an option that Hogwarts offers to young wizards, as not every student will choose to bring an owl to school.

The owl, although it looks stunned, has the word "eagle" in its name after all, just like the giant panda, it looks cute on weekdays, and it really fights, and few wild animals can fight. Using such a creature at the top of the food chain to send a message can be said to be fast and stable, and it is really the best choice for sending a message.

The point is that the owls of Hogwarts are almost free for teachers and students to use. You just need to give them a copper nut and they will send you a letter once! This copper nut is also used to buy food for the owl postmen, so you can also get an owl to deliver a letter for you if you take a chicken leg from the table at lunch, which is one of the invisible perks of Hogwarts.

Filch led Lovell through the corridors, eventually via a narrow spiral staircase from the base of the West Tower to the wall at the top of the tower. In the distant Middle Ages, it was the castle's watchtower and the castle's defender's "battery", on which the defenders could shoot at the enemy from multiple angles, condescendingly, with a greater range, and eliminate blind spots in the city walls.

However, over time, the ancient facilities used to defend against foreign enemies have been converted into owl huts, and the smell of owl droppings can be smelled from dozens of meters away.

“…… Standing on this, the entire Hogwarts Castle and the surrounding Forbidden Forest and Black Lake can be seen clearly. Filch climbed the stairs with a grunt, and at the same time did not forget to introduce Lovell to the history and function of Hogwarts West Tower.

Lovell didn't listen to Filch at all, it was exhausted from climbing the stairs at this point, how could it bother to listen to the history of a tower? To add insult to injury, the stench of the birds in the air became more and more apparent. Mrs. Loris, who was on the side, looked accustomed to it, and at first glance she accompanied Filch around.

After one man and two beasts had made it to the top, they were greeted by a round stone room. Because there was no glass on the windows of the room, it was very cold inside, and there was a wind blowing through the hall. Thankfully, the wind carried away the stench of straw and owl droppings, otherwise Lovell would have fainted in the first place.

The room is lined with crisscrossed perched branches, on which hundreds or thousands of owls of all species are inhabited.

Seeing that a human had come in, the owls looked unsurprised, but just glanced at them and looked away, and went on with their work. Only a few owls, anxious to get some of their jobs, took an interest in Filch and made their way to the door.

The floor of the owl shed was covered with a layer of straw, and the grass was covered with a lot of manure and various bones that the owl spat out.

The wolf cub looked at the hollow skulls and silently stopped outside the door. It looked up at the owl shed and exclaimed: There are so many birds here!

"You can't eat these birds, they're an asset to the school." Seeing that Lovell seemed to be interested in these owls, Filch hurriedly admonished him.

Lovell glanced at Filch, too lazy to bother with him. It said to itself, "Am I crazy to provoke them?" Mr. Filch, sober up and look at the size gap between us, who is hunting whom?! You are a member of the school staff, so the owls give face, at most they hurt your fingers, and I am different, in the eyes of the owls, I am no different from the wild animals in the Forbidden Forest. If you really commit the territory of owls, I am afraid that you will be caught in a pile of minced meat in minutes.

Those cold claws flickered, Filch didn't see, but the wolf cub could see clearly. It understands the lethality of these birds very well, and it is easy to disembowel and disembowel with one claw. When it was wandering in the Forbidden Forest before, it was not less robbed of its prey by these owls.

Eventually, Filch picked a barn owl, and he walked in such a hurry that he almost slipped on bird droppings on the ground.

The owl landed beside him, waiting for Filch to tie the letter to its leg.

Filch also pulled a crumpled piece of paper and a quill, which was almost gone, from his coat pocket, and put it in front of Lovell, staring at it with a blank eye, waiting for it to write a letter to Mr. Granger.

Lovell:???

（・_・?）

Filch:?

Both sides stared at each other there, and both sides looked at each other.

"Write?"

"Write what?" The wolf cub blinked, it's a wolf, how can a wolf write?! With its talent for mastering all languages, it is not difficult to read words, but it is difficult to write.

Filch was silent.

Well, it was he who didn't think it through, and was so crazy that he wanted a wolf to write a letter.

But it's not a big problem, just let him write it.

So a man and a wolf were next to each other, lying together on the edge of the window, writing letters in the cold wind. The wolf said a word, and a letter was written, and from time to time Filch would dip his quill into a dirty inkwell to replenish the ink.

Although Filch is ugly and the pen, paper and ink are very old, the writing is surprisingly neat.

"It's too hard to use, isn't it?" The wolf cub looked at the "weather-resisted" quill and frowned, "Why do you keep using this pen?" ”

It had a hard time understanding Filch's train of thought, and it couldn't understand why he was using this pen to dip a few words in ink.

Filch scratched his head, he couldn't say why, but everyone around him used this kind of pen, so he used it too.

"Okay." Seeing that Filch couldn't answer, Lovell didn't continue to dwell on the issue, and in the future he got a few pens from Granger's house to open his eyes.

When the letter was ready, the wolf cub squeezed next to Filch, put his front paws into the inkwell, dipped a little ink, and left a small paw print at the end of the letter.

This is the signature of the wolf cub.

The wolf cub who had covered his paw prints looked at the little black "plum blossom" and his face turned a little red: paw prints are quite private things for wolves. The analogy to a human being is equivalent to attaching a photo of yourself with no clothes in your letter. That is, the recipient is Hermione, and Lovell will leave a paw print of his own, otherwise it is impossible.

Filch stuffed the "stamped" letter into the envelope, tied it to the owl's leg, and sent it out.

Looking at the owl, which was gradually turning into a small black dot, Filch's face was full of expectation, and he sincerely hoped to receive good news.

"Can that big bird really get the letter to Hermione?" Lovell doesn't trust these stupid-looking owls. These guys looked dumbfounded, wondering if their round heads could understand what they meant?

Of course, there is another reason for such a lack of confidence......

That is, Lovell himself did not know the specific address of Hermione's house, it only knew that her home was on the outskirts of London, and the rest of the information was not clear.

"Of course, as long as you give the name of the recipient, the owl will be able to deliver the letter to them accurately." Filch affirmed, "In all these years, there has never been a time when an owl has delivered the wrong letter. ”

Strange abilities, is this magic? Anyway, Lovell can't understand how these big birds can find people with just one name, aren't they afraid of duplicate names?

……

Hermione lay on the bed starlessly: the first day the wolf cub was taken away, thinking about it.

She had just come back from school and was lying on the bed without changing her clothes. Unlike the other students, in addition to the normal classes, Hermione had to catch up on a lot of knowledge so that she could be a good student, just like her parents, go to real schools, and get a decent enough job when she grows up.

She didn't think there was anything wrong with this, but since she met the wolf cubs, she had a little doubt about her lifestyle: she was going to be a witch in the future, so what was the point of learning this non-magical knowledge that day?

After staring at the ceiling for a moment, Hermione rolled over and took a popular science magazine from the side of the bed and read it.

The magazine talks about the human geography of various countries, and Hermione must have read it with relish in the past, but today her attention is obviously not on the magazine.

She lay on the bed, flipping through the magazines, turning the pages with a clatter, one leg hooked back, her calf boredom boredom boredom in the air.

Bored, boring, and trying to play with Lovell.

That's how Hermione feels.

Just as she was about to roll through the magazine, there was a knock on Hermione's bedroom window.

Hermione:?

She's on the second floor?! Hermione, who had dealt with talking wolves, suddenly raised her guard: Don't be some kind of monster, right?

She looked out the window, and then she saw a pair of big eyes.

(⊙∀⊙)

Owl? Hermione was a little surprised, it was the first time she had encountered such a situation.

Although the owl outside the window looked cute, Hermione knew very well that it was an absolute bird of prey, and she couldn't take it lightly, so Hermione had no idea of opening the window and letting it in.

So Hermione chose to turn a blind eye.

Owl outside the window: (○vo)???

Do you have any cat? You won't open the door when you see the postman coming, right?

Knock knock!

Open the window! You open the window! You also have the ability to lie on the bed and read, why don't you open the window!

Hermione:......

What's going on with this owl?

Hermione, overwhelmed by the owl's noise, jumped out of bed and walked to the window. Now she could see it more clearly: the owl seemed to have something tied to its feet, and it looked like a letter?

Hermione's instincts told her that it was a letter sent to her.

She hurriedly opened the window and let the owl, already a little angry, in.

As soon as the window opened, the owl flew in. It landed unceremoniously on Hermione's desk, proudly holding out the paw that strapped the letter.

Hermione would have been surprised to see such a spiritual bird a few days ago, but after seeing the wolf that could talk and transform, Hermione's threshold had been raised a lot. In her opinion, the owl was only a little smarter.

Unfazed, Hermione unleashed the letter from the owl's talons. The owls who had completed their mission were in no hurry to leave - they had been trained by the school to know that many families were not equipped to communicate with Hogwarts, so they would usually wait until the recipient had written a reply before leaving.

How else would you ask those Muggle families to contact Hogwarts? The letter was flung on the desk and the owl flew away, did the Muggles send it back in the form of a reply?

Hermione looked down at the envelope, which read: "By Miss Hermione Jane Granger in the suburbs of London"

She was sure that it was really a letter to herself, and that the only person who would send her a letter in such a strange way was Lovell.

She unfolded the crumpled letter and read it.

[Hello Hermione!

It's me, Lovell.

I've settled in Hogwarts. Professor Dumbledore (Filch didn't dare to use the wolfcub's words, bad old man) also prepared a cabin for me. The room looked unremarkable from the outside, but the space inside was unimaginably large - there were places to sleep, a place to eat and a place to shower! I'll show you my house when you come to Hogwarts.

Professor Dumbledore also had an undead bird named Fawkes, and he didn't have to worry that I was getting along well, but he invited me to eat fish, and I gave him a piece of my unused territory.

There are so many interesting things to do in Hogwarts, and I can't finish talking about them for three days and three nights! It's just a pity you didn't see it.

How are you there? Have you eaten it? I had an excellent roast beef at noon.

One thing to inquire about, I know a cat friend who often vomits, urins blood, and has bad breath (Filch writes about this symptom even though Mrs. Loris strongly protests)......

Does she have chronic kidney failure? Do you have any medication there?

Your Lovell

Lovell's Paw Prints】

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Sorry.,There's a bug in the background just now.,Sent out my draft (vomiting blood),Now this chapter is the full version of the two-in-one 4,000-word chapter!

There is one more thing, the bug of new book investment has been fixed, and now there are fewer people and high returns, so everyone should invest wow!