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This...this wasn't a cat?? Forget everything else the Professor said, this was serious. This was--wait....wait wait wait, was this a kneazle then? Kitt looked about the group. The more felines he looked at was the more apparent the differences became.
He scooped the kneazle up, cradling it in his arms because he'd just found his soulmate. It was right there in the look of those shiny eyes.
"I will shovel dung for 3 months, if you let me keep him. Final offer. Take it while it lasts." Or, well, he could offer more, but it was important to pretend you had some sort of upperhand when negotiating, clearly. "Kitt Lazarus, Sir." He pulled the now meowing kneazle to his face--they were cheek to cheek and a match made in Care of Magical Creatures class. "And this is Sparky. He likes long walks on the beach and cross word puzzles by the window when it rains. He...uh...also really likes boys named Kitt Lazarus. Let him adopt me, let me take me home. I looove hiiiimmmm." He ended, jingling the kneazle about while using his best kneazle voice.
"And uuuuummm, uuuhhh....cats....don't have tails like this. See?" He held the kneazle higher for the Professor and others to get a good look. In his mind, he was really contributing to this conversation. "These kneeeeazuuuls have lion tails but I don't think they appreciate you yankin' 'em anymore than a cat would so that's my care tip. Don't do it."
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