May 29th, 1888 - Muggle Studies Classroom

Ah, it was that time again. Woopy could finally start to relax. There was a palpable excitement in the air though it could have also been the sponge he was holding. It was new and that made the House Elf very happy. He liked new things; especially when he could clean with them.

Apparating to a classroom he knew would be empty, Woopy slammed his new sponge on one of the desks and jumped on it. Oh to be free of students! Soon, it would be summer and Woopy would be free to do what he wanted.

“Why people even study muggles? Woopy never seen not one muggle in here to study!” He contemplated to nobody in particular as he looked over the classroom. Where would he start?

Oh, he knew. He’d start from the teachers desk and make his way toward the back. It would be spotless by the time he was done.

He apparated to the back of the room where the desk was and began humming non-musically and in complete oblivion to any sort of tune he thought he was humming when he noticed someone standing by one of the shelves.

“Oh, you the muggle being studied?” He asked, “Woopy is an Elf and he is better than wizards.” He nodded confidently.

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