Chapter 2
"Harry," said Ron, "We've done lots of wacky things before, but this is by far the wackiest."
"It is," agreed Hermione, "But I love cats!"
"Oh really?" said Ron. "I would think you'd be sick of them after you turned into one last year…"
"Hermione, were you listening to Daisy's description? There are bound to be lots of cats in Egypt," said Harry.
"Honestly Harry…you'd think you would listen to something like that…"
"He was too busy thinking about how weird this is," said Ron.
"What he said…"
"I sense that my dear kitten Daisy is lost... Looks like Dumbledore's lost his cat and his senses."
"Oh, Ron! Well anyway, she's an orange tabby, about six months old."
"Thanks…"
"Um, Harry?" Ron said.
"Yeah?"
"Where should we start?"
"Uh… Look under those big rocks," he said, buying himself some time to think about it. They walked off. Before long, Harry started hearing, "Wingardium Leviosa!"
Harry sat down in the hot sand to think. What was it Dumbledore had said? "Advanced magic will not be crucial to succeed in this quest, Harry. Logic is the main thing you need." Advanced magic to find a cat? Everybody knew that part. The quest for Dumbledore's kitty? Some quest.
After a while Hermione came over and sat next to him. "If that cat was under those rocks she'd be dead, Harry," she whispered. "I know," he whispered back. They sat in silence for a while watching Ron levitate rocks. They started laughing when he ran out of boulders and started on a pile of rocks much smaller than a six-month-old cat. "He's hopeless!" Hermione said. "Completely," Harry agreed.
