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Dogwart's Dogs and Divination professor, Madam Pooch, loves teaching her craft. "All pups have the sixth sense, but in Dogs and Divination class I am able to hone and mold their skills. The sight is a finely tuned instrument."
Dogwart’s Dogs and Divination professor, Madam Pooch, loves teaching her craft. “All pups have the sixth sense, but in Dogs and Divination class I am able to hone and mold their skills. The sight is a finely tuned instrument.”

Duggles, I have been so busy I haven’t been able to keep you posted on Dogwart’s. The latest trouble started when I used a dog fortune cookie in Dogs and Divination class, instead of following instructions to do a water bowl reading. Madam Pooch took it upon herself to give me “extra help” every evening last week. She barked something about escorting me through my clouds of resistance. I don’t know what she was woofing about. I’m just glad I have a time turner, or I would have missed park time with my friends in California.

When I arrived at Madam Pooch’s office for our first session together, I had to adjust my eyes; the light was dim, and it seemed like colored objects were throbbing from every direction. When my vision cleared, I was amazed to see the room was filled with every size, shape and color of water bowl a dog could imagine. All the bowls were lined up on layers of shelves stretching from floor to ceiling, and across three of the four walls. Between each bowl was a carefully placed crystal. Wow and woof, all of the crystals were pulsating lights of varying colors– blues and lavenders, pinks and purples, whites and pastels. It felt like I was stepping inside of a jelly fish, and I began to feel a bit dizzy. Divination seems to have that effect on me. In this light, I could see Madam Pooch’s aura, which was the color of the greenest grass.

The professor gave me a nod and began her lesson. “This evening, I will provide another demonstration of a proper water bowl reading,” announced Madam Pooch as I settled on the woven rug in front of her chair. “I will just stir the bowl for a moment with my muzzle, and see what rises to the surface.” I watched as Madam stirred the water and gazed deeply into the dish. “Well, well, isn’t this interesting?” she commented.

My ears pricked up.

“I see Chase and Hairy Pawter on the field. Harper, you are looking back and forth between them, and there are little red hearts swirling around your head. You seem to have some confusion about your feelings.”

Lucky I have fur, because at this point I’m sure my skin blushed a bright pink.

Madam continued. “Hmmm…breaking the rules I see.”

“Woof?” I asked.

“Don’t break my concentration, dear,” Madam replied sternly. She continued watching the water, then took a gentle sip and looked up. “By the way, it’s fine to drink from the water bowl after you’ve finished a reading. Reconnoitering in the other world makes one thirsty.”

By now, I really wanted to know who was breaking the rules. “That seemed like a most excellent reading, Professor,” I encouraged. I even managed a gentle wag. “Can you explain what you saw?”

“Thank you for noticing my high level of skill, dear. Very astute you are. It seems your friends, Chase and Hairy Pawter, have been sneaking into the Hippogriff’s pen after hours, and taking her for a joyride.”

Hippogriffs and Poodles: Friends or Foes?
Hippogriffs and Poodles: Friends or Foes?

Well, this was a revelation. I imagined Chase and Hairy Pawter soaring through the night sky on the back of the majestic Hippogriff. How could they leave Honey and I out of an adventure like that? This is a situation that will definitely have to be remedied. If any poodle wants to ride a Hippogriff, it’s me. “Yes, that is very interesting. Thank you, Professor,” I said politely. Boy, Chase and Hairy Pawter have some explaining to do. I can’t wait to tell Honey.