ushernet Chapter 306 Fine Quill Pen
Chapter 306 Fine Quill Pen
November 1986, 11, was Bill’s sixteenth birthday and his first birthday as a prefect.
Till prepared a birthday gift for Bill as early as the summer vacation. It is a complete set of high-quality quill pens made from the gorgeous feathers of the witch bird. The ink is smooth and feels excellent. Bill decided to use them to take the final OWL exam next year.
When Mgina and Tonks presented Bill with gifts, a very strong-looking owl flew in from the window above the dining room. Because the owl army had already flown out, this "late" owl attracted the attention of almost half of the people in the restaurant.
"Well, Great Great Owl, there are more of these owls in the United States." Professor Sylvanus Kettleburn, a professor of Care of Magical Creatures, held a glass of water and squinted his eyes at the owl. , “His owner has raised him well and he is very healthy.”
"Oh? It seems that you have a lot of insights on how to raise owls." Professor McGonagall casually talked to the professor who had an injury on his arm.
Professor Kettleburn, a warm-hearted but careless professor who is always injuring himself when it comes to caring for magical creatures. His arm was broken by accidentally falling from a tree while feeding a bird and snake a few days ago.
Madam Pomfrey believed that with a simple "heal as before" or a bottle of healing potion, Professor Kettleburn's arm could be restored. However, the professor may have fallen into some kind of obsession and thought that his injury was a matter of care. The heroic performance of Birds and Snakes.
"It will be closer to me because of it, I think." These are the original words of Professor Kettleburn.
"Yes, if I have nothing to do after retirement, it would be a good idea to open a shop that specializes in taking care of owls." Professor Kettleburn covered his arm, his tone full of confidence.
Professor Snape had stayed up too late recently. It was early in the morning, but he couldn't keep his eyes open, so he drank a cup of coffee that was undoubtedly bitter.
After listening to Professor Kettleburn's words, he glanced at the little silver-white girl below who was holding an owl and talking about something, and sneered: "Then Professor Kettleburn might be able to ask Miss Emery as a consultant. She's always been liked by owls."
Professor McGonagall glanced at Professor Snape, and his words didn't really sound like a compliment.
Professor Kettleburn has a different kind of enthusiasm for magical animals, but is somewhat lacking in other aspects. At this time, he looked at Professor Snape with surprised eyes: "Do you think so too? Tirchach is indeed a Great at taking care of animals.”
"It's a pity that Tierchach seems to have more important things to do, so she declined my invitation." When Professor Kettleburn talked about this matter, his tone and look were all rejected by Tiel. Pity.
He accidentally learned from Professor Dumbledore that Mr. Scamander brought Till to magical beasts. From then on, he felt that Till would have an extremely great talent in magical animals.
Till's performance in the few classes was indeed amazing. Unfortunately, Till was not only talented in protecting magical animals, she was talented in every subject.
Professor Kettleburn had no way to win Till over. He could only watch her heart being divided into ten petals and focused on many things.
Such a genius who can multi-task and use it perfectly every time is not something he can keep.
Professor Kettleburn sighed again and looked at Till with extremely regretful eyes.
The other professors were silent, not knowing whether they were also feeling sorry for Till's talent or because of Professor Kettleburn's magical brain circuitry.
The conversation at the professor's table at the Gryffindor table was not carried here. They were immersed in the joy of celebrating Bill's birthday.
This belated Great White Owl is indeed from the United States and was rented by Charlie to give Bill a birthday present.
Charlie has been training in the United States for almost a month. From being uncomfortable at the beginning to gradually getting used to it, every change he has made is recorded in the letter, which is sent to Bill every three days.
Till and the others, together with Bill, imagined the rapidly growing Charlie through letters.
Today also happened to be the day when Charlie returned from delivering the letter, but the thing tied to the owl's feet was obviously the palm-sized gift box.
Inside was Charlie's birthday present to Bill.
Surrounded by friends, Bill had nothing to avoid, so he opened the gift box in front of everyone, and saw a fist-sized crystal ball inside. The little figure in the crystal ball was particularly vivid, which was exactly what Bill looked like while holding the book. Obsessed look.
"Wow, I bet that the little man inside was made by Charlie himself." Mgina leaned over and took a closer look, then smiled confidently.
It was only because Charlie made it himself that it was both realistic and somewhat ugly.
If it was custom-made at the time of purchase, I guess this somewhat ugly feeling would not exist.
"Haha, this kid, if you don't study hard, you still have time to do this." Bill's words meant to teach Charlie a lesson, but his expression and tone completely revealed his joyful mood at this time.
Till winked and exchanged glances with Mgina and Tonks. What Bill was thinking at the moment was really obvious on his face.
Till thought for a moment, took out the box of high-quality quills he gave, and placed it next to the crystal ball: "It seems that my gift is not as good as the crystal ball made by Charlie."
"Yes, Charlie worked hard to make the crystal ball. My quill, or feather, was obtained from the witch bird. How can it be compared?" Till pretended to be joking and started to be weird. Several people around him Everyone also suppressed a smile and agreed, except for the helpless smile on Bill's face that was revealed without concealment.
Bill held his forehead, shook his head and put down the crystal ball: "Stop it, Teal, I was holding your quill for a while just now."
Till stuck out his tongue, turned around and sat down, but he wasn't done yet.
Mgina crossed her arms and looked innocent: "What about the bookmark I gave you?"
"And the wand repair oil I gave you." Tonks looked at Bill with a smile while holding the juice.
There was laughter all around, and many people came to join in the fun.
"Bill, don't you like the traceless ink I gave you?"
"Hey, I gave you pralines. Does Bill like it?"
"..."
One joke led to many jokes. Because he knew that everyone was teasing him in good faith, Bill was happy to play and joke with everyone.
This short birthday gift-giving session ended in a hurry until the breakfast time was about to end.
Some Gryffindor students who were not in class helped move Bill's pile of gifts back to the Gryffindor dormitory.
Till watched his friends leave for class. He planned to study the soul potion for a while, but was stopped by Professor Dumbledore at the entrance of the empty restaurant.