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him see when people lied, hid things, hid emotions, and it even helped him get to sleep faster. It also helped him organize everything. His memory had been getting better since he'd started this.
"I'll need to see your license and some ID kid. Don't panic, just a check. You look slightly too young to be driving." The cop said smiling simply.
Harry sighed in relief and pulled his wallet out, pulling out his license and ID card. He even had his birth certificate just in case. Griphook had some how gotten a hold of it for him. The man looked them over carefully, a slightly glazed look taking over his eye. He shook his head and then nodded to him.
"Thanks kid. I'll send a message to the other guys in case someone has the same suspicions I did and thinks you stole your parent's car for a joyride.
"Thank you officer."
The man tipped his cap slightly and turned to walk off. Harry was suddenly struck by a thought.
"Sir, do you know where I could purchase a motorcycle at?"
The man blinked, then grinned.
"There's a good dealership on 283rd Street. It has some good reliable vehicles."
"Thank you officer."
"Yup. See ya kid."
Harry rolled the window back up and took off again glancing back at the cats who sat quietly and calmly.
"Okay." He said. "You're creeping me out a bit with those intelligent stares. You guys have to be half kneazle or something."
The flick of three tales was all the answer he got. As he headed down the road, enjoying the view of the streets of London he saw something that made him flick on his turning lights and turn sharply. He parked expertly and slid out of his car grabbing the keys and cats as he shut the door. He'd barely spotted the animal clinic before he'd turned a corner. He walked inside carrying the crate of cats where he set them on the front counter. A lady at it eyed the cats.
"Ah, giving them up?"
"No, actually I was wondering if you could check them over for me."
"Of course."
She took them to one of the back rooms and Harry followed, waved to one of the seats inside the room. She set the cats on a flat table and looked each over carefully.
"They seem to be in perfect health. Where did you get them?"
"I found them in an alley."
"Ah. I'd best give them some shots then."
Harry was smiling fifteen minutes later when he exited the vet with three grumpy looking cats. He strode next door where a connecting pet shop was, obviously owned by the same person who owned the vet as it had the same name and designs. The first thing he did once inside was head to the food isle where he hefted a large bag of cat food to the front till before heading back down the isles to get dishes, three small collars, and a large puffy pillow for the three to share. He also took time to grab them a few toys he hoped would keep them busy.
He decided to gaze around the store which was part SPCA part pet store. In the end Harry had somehow been talked into also buying a large fish tank and a bunch of fish.
When he finally did make it home he had to levitate the fish inside along with their tank which he set up on the second floor in the living room by the red couch. He cast a bunch of spells on the tank to make sure it remained the right temperature and that the water was regularly cleaned. Another spell made sure the fish were automatically fed every morning and evening and the light would turn off and on when needed. Spells were much easier then trying to get a stupid pump and heater working and feeding everyday.
Then he set up the cat's bed on the first floor behind the high back chairs. He set their food and water dishes near the back door, which he immediately filled. Then he opened the three new collars and strapped them onto the now more calm cats. He'd gotten a bright blue one with a large bow on it for the white cat, a thin dark maroon one for the orange scruffy ginger, and a thin white one for the mean looking grey cat. The vet had informed him that the white one was female and the other two were male. Harry easily believed they were siblings by the way the two males cats watched over the female but didn't fight over her.
He'd read that Kneazels were unlike cats in the way they lived and remembered. They remembered their family all their life and if kept together would be very protective of them. Kneazels also always turned out varied in color. Unlike a litter of normal kittens they could all be completely different colors. And if some regular cat was mixed in then they could be even more different.
Harry was amused to see the white cat strut around with her bow, following Harry everywhere while the other two crept behind her keeping an eye on her and looking surly. They looked like two bodyguards following a mistress. Harry laughed as the followed him to the back yard where he was going to plant his magical plants in the greenhouse and his spread his soil in his gardens.
Harry sighed in exhaustion as he ran his fingers through his hair. The area around him was scattered with books all flipped open. He'd been studying like mad. He'd reread all his Hogwarts text books and done every spell in them. Like most schools Hogwarts had picked through them and chose the most important or fun to teach as they hadn't had time to teach them all. It hadn't taken him long to go over all of them, but it was tiresome. Then he'd gone over the same spells wordlessly. Still easy but just as tiresome.
He glanced around his empty attic area. It wasn't so empty now. There were quills and rocks and other odd items spread around. He'd used them in accordance to certain spells. He sat down on the floor and used his wand to close the books and stack them neatly off to the side. Then he pulled a bunch more books forwards. He'd picked through all the magic books he'd bought recently. There were Defence books, offensive books, charm books, curses, hexes, jinxes, transfiguration, potion, astronomy, Runes, arithmacy, house hold charms, cooking charms, conjuring books, and a whole slew of other books. He'd bought everything that grabbed his attention.
And as they weren't labelled by year like school texts he had no idea half of them no third year could do. But he didn't know that so he tried them anyways.
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"That absolutely delicious Harry." Katrina moaned happily as she wiped her lips with a napkin.
Katrina, George, Cathy, and Jake had all come for dinner. Well, Jake was just playing on a blanket on the floor and Cathy was more interested in playing with her food then eating it.
"Thank you Katrina." He smiled.
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