Hogwarts Wizarding Journey

Early the next morning, Bell stood in front of the window of the Ravenclaw common room, looking at the silver-covered scenery outside, and speculated about the punishment of confinement that he was about to face.

As expected, during breakfast, an owl landed next to Bell and dropped a letter in his mouth into Bell's hand.

This owl has brown-yellow feathers, is about 50 centimeters tall, and looks very majestic.

The big owl, which was busy delivering letters early in the morning and had not even had time to eat breakfast, planned to take a piece of bread from Bell's plate for breakfast. It often did this and never had any problems.

The big owl aimed at a piece of bread with bacon. The bacon was fried to perfection by the house elves. It was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. It exuded an alluring aroma, which attracted it very much.

However, just when the big owl lowered its head halfway, a coercion from the top creature in the food chain came from one side and stopped its movements.

Cold sweat quickly soaked the big owl's feathers. It moved its neck stiffly and turned its head little by little in the direction of the pressure.

Just on the other side of Bell, the big owl saw a kitten lying there quietly. The kitten licked its paws gracefully and stared at it with sharp eyes.

No! That's definitely not a kitten!

The big owl, which has been working at Hogwarts for many years and has yet to receive a copper nut as a salary, swears by its beautiful tail feathers. It has seen many, many kittens, but never a cat.

It gave him such a dangerous feeling.

…

Fina is lying lazily next to her owner, waiting for her owner to feed her. Fina, who is still a baby, needs enough sleep, so she was woken up by her owner early, and now she just wants to eat quickly

After breakfast, I went back to catch up on my sleep.

But, at this moment, it saw something!

An owl, a scummy owl with no combat power of even 5 points, dared to snatch food from its owner's plate!?

If your master’s dinner plate is yours, isn’t that your own dinner plate?

Damn that fat Scottish round-faced chicken, who gave it the courage to come and steal my breakfast!?

I stewed it for lunch!

Seeing that stupid chicken standing motionless, Fina's mood became even worse.

'I've clearly given off an unpleasant aura, so why doesn't this stupid chicken get out of here? Do you really want to stew it?'

Fina's throat began to make a slight "whining" sound. This was her last warning. If the fat Scottish round-faced chicken didn't disappear quickly, today's lunch menu would be determined.

…

A slight "whoop" sound reached the ears of the big owl. This time, it finally did not remain in a daze, but clearly understood the meaning of the owner of the sound.

The big owl screamed and ran away in a direction away from Fina.

The poor little guy was so frightened by Fina that he forgot that he could fly.

After trampling over countless plates and bowls along the way, arousing exclamations all the way, the big owl finally ran to the end of the dining table.

Then it fell headlong...

"..."

Watching the big owl that finally remembered that it was a bird and not a chicken until it ran out of the auditorium, flapping its wings in panic and flying away, Bell rubbed little Fina's head lovingly.

"Look at how you scared people."

"Ouch~"

Fina raised her little head proudly.

Ignoring Fina, who was eating breakfast happily, Bell opened the letter in his hand. The letter was sent by Professor McGonagall, and it contained Bell's punishment of confinement.

Dear Mr. Menethil:

Your punishment for confinement has been decided. Please clear the snow from the Quidditch pitch and defrost your broomstick during the day today without using your wand.

Please note that the school is able to monitor the use of wands during Quidditch matches, so please comply with the rules.

Vice-Chancellor

Sincerely, Minerva McGonagall

As expected, the punishment for the confinement was snow removal. However, Professor McGonagall was indeed a die-hard Quidditch fan. There were so many places in Hogwarts that needed snow removal, but she chose to let Bell remove the snow from the Quidditch field.

Professor McGonagall never fails to express her love for the Quidditch game.

"What are you reading? A love letter?"

Penello sat on the chair next to Bell, picked up Fina skillfully, and selected some of the food in front of her that Fina liked to eat and fed it to her.

Penelo is now very familiar with Fina. Even the food that Fina likes to eat, Penelo can tell you exactly.

You know, not even Bell, the master, can do this.

"How is it possible? It's a letter from Professor McGonagall, about confinement."

"..."

Bell gave Penello a strange look. He didn't know why the other person suddenly seemed depressed.

"Senior, did you not sleep well last night?"

Bell found that the other party actually had dark circles under his eyes.

Penelo has always paid attention to his external image, so every time Bale saw each other, Penelo dressed up very delicately. This was the first time Bale saw dark circles on Penelo's face.

.

"Is there...is there any?"

Penello touched his face.

'Oops! I was so confused this morning that I didn't even notice it!'

Penelo really didn't sleep well last night, no, it should be said that she couldn't sleep all night. She now felt as if her whole body was floating.

Lying in bed at night, the whispers of the ancient gods kept echoing in Penello's ears, and the shadows were eroding her soul...

Ahem, just kidding.

In fact, Penelo's mind was filled with the scene that happened in the corridor tonight, and jealousy was eroding her heart crazily. Penelo felt very unwilling.

'Why! Why is the person standing there not me!'

"Bell, I just saw an owl fly to you. Is it a letter from Professor McGonagall? Has the confinement been decided?"

Just when Bell was about to continue saying something, Hermione's voice suddenly came from behind, interrupting what Bell was about to say.

Bell arranged the letter in his hand and handed it to Hermione.

"Yes, the confinement requires that the snow on the Quidditch field be cleared during the day today, and no wands can be used."

After receiving the letter from Bell, Hermione lowered her head and scanned it quickly.

"Let me help too. Two people will definitely go much faster than one person. And the letter didn't say that other people are not allowed to help."

Bell felt that Hermione must be very suitable to be a lawyer. At a young age, she had already learned to exploit the loopholes in words without any guidance. What would happen when she grows up?

Bell glanced behind him covertly, Penello was walking quietly away into the distance.

'And he said you didn't run away!'