"You found him in a box. I see." It explained a lot. "I've never bothered with one. But so long as it doesn't actually maul anyone, I suppose there's no harm." They let the students keep them, after all, as little as he liked that particular policy. Cats and toads were one thing, but owls meant information, and it was hard to beat back the desire to control that as much as possible.
He still very much liked collecting it. And he didn't know everything about her, but he could venture guesses. It was so convenient to be able to look over someone's published works. He glanced up at her, after mulling over his side of the board. "Muggles would find it rather odd to be keeping an owl, I'm sure."