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"Now, next time you go pooping so much.. I want you to clean it up yourself, okay? You're a big boy now." Picking Thing up in his arms, Clifford gave him a scratch behind the ears before setting him back in his nice clean cage. There, that was better. It couldn't of been nice living in poop. Poor little dude.
"Aguamenti." The prefect murmured, pointing his wand at the little water bowl inside the cage and filling it up to the top. "That's it, drink up buddy." Closing the cage door, Clifford stood and watched Thing lap up the fresh water.
He sorta wished he could adopt him.. but he had Orion! Sniffle.
"You be a good boy, alright?" He said, poking his finger through the bars and touching Thing's fluffy fur. Picking up the bag of poop, Clifford made his way out of the nursery.
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