"Little Red's feathers look a little brighter than before!"
"Well, anyone would look like that after a wash and a coat of feather oil!"
"A wash? Feather oil?"
"Yep!"
Luo Bin had tried to stop Hermione, but she wouldn't listen!
"Harry, Luo Bin, don't forget I rescued a snowy owl once—a wounded hatchling. It's probably flown all the way north by now. Trust me, I have a knack for looking after creatures with wings and feathers!"
Hermione pried open Little Red's beak and forced in a mash of corn, wheat, and water. Then she stroked Little Red's throat to make sure the food reached its stomach before prying its beak open and doing it all again!
"Uh, Hermione, that looks a little... a little rough!"
Luo Bin secretly gave Harry a thumbs-up. Only the hero would dare say it!
"I asked Sophia before we left. Those worms won't kill an animal outright, but they compete with their host for nutrients and make it lose its appetite. Little Red's this sick partly because of the worms and partly because it won't eat. Once it's stronger, we'll find a way to deworm it!"
"Maybe we could ask someone else to help," Luo Bin suggested.
"Madam Pomfrey's run off her feet. She has no time to learn veterinary medicine. Professor Sprout knows all about medicinal herbs, but she can only make a few kinds of potions. And Snape? He'd rather light a fire and roast Little Red than brew it a deworming potion!"
"Luo Bin, Harry's right. If we want Little Red to get better, we'll have to do it ourselves!"
"Hermione, what are you planning to do?"
"Read medical books!"
Learn from scratch?!!
They might as well ask the three people Harry mentioned!
"Let's do both. We'll pair up each day to