The Druid Master of Hogwarts

Fish couldn't sympathize with the resentment of the Gryffindor students, but when the scolding crowd spread from the first-year students to the long table in Gryffindor at lunch, he still vaguely understood something.

By the way, he also recalled the question he wanted to ask in the morning.

"That score is important meow?"

Fish turned his head and asked Parvati next to him. If he remembered correctly, he seemed to have been deducted a lot of this so-called college points by Minerva.

After more than a week of getting along, everyone has been pampering themselves, and Fei Xu, who gradually understands human habits, is not so ignorant, with a slightly apologetic expression on his face.

Of course, it is impossible to want him to change now. At most, Feishu decides to run away faster when he gets into trouble in the future, and try not to be caught.

"Actually...it's not very important."

It was not Parvati who answered Fish, but a senior senior who was sitting next to her.

"Although some people, like Percy Weasley, will be more interested in college grades, most Gryffindors don't really care."

This senior named Patricia Stinson shook her head, and the ponytail at the back of her head swayed slightly with her head, which made Fish have the urge to rush over and grab a hand.

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"Among the four academies, Gryffindor students are the ones who violate the school rules the most. Even if there is no Snape, the House Cup is basically not ours." Patricia, who did not notice Fish's careful thinking Shrugging his shoulders, he explained.

(●?ω?●)

"The main reason is that Slytherin has won six consecutive championships, and the other three academies have some common enemies."

Seeing that Fish was staring at her seriously, Patricia was a little excited. She couldn't help but increase the range of her body movements when she spoke, and the ponytail at the back of her head naturally continued to sway.

(●?ω?●)

After drinking a mouthful of pumpkin juice to moisten her throat, Patricia continued: "Actually, I analyzed it... well, I heard it from Ravenclaw's friends. Even without Snape, Slytherin won the Academy Cup. is also the most likely.”

(●?ω?●)

After hesitating for a few seconds, Patricia didn't want to do anything to steal the results of others, and repeated the analysis she heard.

Gryffindor students are too jumpy, with more points and more points.

Although the number of Hufflepuffs is large, their average ability is not high, and their scoring ability is not strong.

Most of the people in Ravenclaw are indifferent to the world, and they don’t take the Academy Cup very seriously. They prefer to spend their time on things they are interested in.

Only Slytherin, who attaches great importance to honor, and pays attention to victory first, is the most enthusiastic about the pursuit of the Academy Cup, plus a dean who protects his shortcomings, then it is not difficult for them to be able to win six consecutive championships.

The ponytail in front of her was talking a lot, but Fei Xu didn't understand it at all, mainly because the little pigtail behind her head was swaying, which was so attractive to cats.

Anyway, it doesn't matter if it means being deducted points, and Fei Xu still understands the meaning.

As for the oil head dean of Slytherin helping their students or something, isn't it a matter of course for Fish?

Fisch himself is an existence who is treated favorably by most of the gangsters, so he doesn't think there is any problem with this kind of thing.

But he still couldn't understand something...

"Since you just don't want the Academy of Brain Gate to win," Fisher looked away from the ponytail and asked innocently, "Then why don't you drag them and deduct points together? As long as you don't get caught by the oil head, Even if the points are deducted, they will be deducted together, right?"

The witty kitty saw the point at a glance.

After throwing this question out,

Fish continued to stare at the ponytail behind Patricia's head, and by the way, he forked the food that Parvati had cut for him from the plate and stuffed it into his mouth.

Since Fish didn't lower his voice just now, many people heard his words, including Fred and George, two troublemakers.

"Why didn't we think of such a good idea! Red No. 2!"

"It's not too late to find out now, Red Hair No. 3!"

The twins looked at each other, then laughed viciously.

Lee Jordan and others who had similar odors to the two of them quickly got together and began to discuss how to turn Fish's proposal into practical action.

Feixi didn't know what kind of trouble he would make with the little lions in Gryffindor.

Even if he knew, he wouldn't take it to heart.

After quickly filling his stomach, Fish stood up and walked outside the castle.

On Friday afternoons, Gryffindor has no class. At this time, Fish likes to sleep in the sun on the lawn outside the castle, and because tomorrow is a weekend, everyone is not busy with homework, there is enough. time to play with Fish.

After another leisurely afternoon, Fish returned to the auditorium to prepare for dinner, and found that the situation here was a little messy.

George and Fred were leading a group of Gryffindor students facing off against a group of Slytherins in the Great Hall, and judging by their increasingly agitated expressions, and the increasingly unpalatable swearing in their mouths, the Most of the time it's time to start.

Fish is very familiar with this situation. When he is wandering outside, other stray cats and dogs are in a similar state when they want to fight.

So he pulled over a stool, eagerly preparing for the play. (●ΦωΦ●)

And the two sides of the confrontation did not let Feish wait too long.

Soon, a curse flew out of Slytherin's phalanx, hitting Lee Jordan, who was the most scolded, and a pair of huge front teeth quickly blocked his swear words with RAP rhythm. in the throat.

Gryffindor is not to be outdone. It should be said that they have already prepared for it. As soon as the spell on Slytherin flew out, they raised five or six wands and threw out a bunch of small evil. The curse was thrown at Slytherin.

This is because Fred and the others are worried that they will beat the Slytherin people too badly, and they can't bring them together to deduct points, so they don't all shoot at the same time.

And the Slytherin people didn't sit still. After being stunned for a while, they immediately launched a counterattack. For a while, there were shouts in the auditorium, and colorful spells flew around, which looked extremely lively.

Fisch's eyes chased the band of light flying around in the sky, and his little head swayed back and forth. (°ω°≡°ω°)

It's interesting to watch other people fight, but these people are so stupid that they can't even hide from magic spells.

Of course, the professors couldn't be unaware of such a big movement in the auditorium. What's more, they also wanted to come to the auditorium for dinner, which was one of the reasons why Fred and the others chose to fight here, and Snape always came to the auditorium for dinner. relatively late.

Just as Fish was fascinated by the pecking of the chickens, a dazzling golden light exploded over the auditorium, accompanied by a loud noise, causing the little wizards who were attacking each other to stop moving.

"What happened?!"

The first person to arrive was Professor McGonagall. As the vice-principal, she was very conscientious. After knowing the situation in the auditorium, she rushed over as quickly as possible.

After swiping around and finding that Fish was just watching, Professor McGonagall was relieved. Before she came, she thought that Fish had made some trouble again.

But soon, Professor McGonagall's face returned to anger again.

"Group fights in the Great Hall - no student has ever done that! Twenty points each from Slytherin and Gryffindor! Now who's going to tell me what's going on?!"

"I know! Minerva! I know!"

Fisch ran over happily, recited to Professor McGonagall the conversation that took place on the Gryffindor table at noon, then looked at her with wide eyes, and held out his hand expectantly, "Minerva, I am Did it help you? What about the reward?"

When he was at home, as long as Fish did a little help with a little thing, no matter if he was well-intentioned or not, Professor McGonagall would reward him with a small snack or a small toy or something.

"Hu-hu-hu-"

Professor McGonagall took a few deep breaths, barely letting herself pass out. She shouted at the already desperate twins, "Twenty points from Gryffindor! George Frey! De! You two! Lock up with Fish tonight!"

It's not that Professor McGonagall is selfish and doesn't want to deduct more, but that Gryffindor's points are not enough.

"Minerva, where's the reward?"?(●?ω?●)?

Fish, who was not in the situation, still held up his hands and begged Professor McGonagall for a reward with twinkling eyes.

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