I woke up from my sleep, and climbed down to get some food. Unfortunately, Silver had started a squabble over eating at the food dish. Slipping past them, I ate a few mouthfuls, then wandered around. It was crowded, so I weaved through the talking cats until I found Crookshanks and Mrs. Norris. As I walked up, Mrs. Norris was saying "This must be really serious, to keep me here, because I normally can go anywhere in the school, because I help Filch." As I came up to them, she meowed "Oh, hello, Whiskers." "Do you have any ideas about what we should do about this?" I asked. "No," replied Crookshanks. We put our heads together, but didn't have any ideas. "What if we got some reinforcements, and then had a cat rebellion." suggested Crookshanks. "That's a good idea, but where would we get reinforcements?" Mrs. Norris mused. " I would assume that some students would help us, but we really need more cats." "Wait a minute!" I cried. "I remember my owner telling me that cats and kneazles were sold in Diagon Alley. We could break them out. Or, I also heard about a Squib who breeds cats and kneazles somewhere in Surrey. I think her name's Arabella Figg." I said. "That's an excellent source of reinforcements!" cried Crookshanks. "I'll assemble some other cats to help us break them out." Crookshanks hurried off. I have to get going now!