The Druid Master of Hogwarts

The time soon came to 8:50 in the evening, and Fish's second confinement was about to begin.

Still thinking that confinement was all about eating and drinking, Fish, who was hanging out, jumped in front, followed by a downcast George and Fred.

The three came to the foyer again, and they were still waiting for Filch and Professor McGonagall.

"You two, come with me."

Filch handed Fish a small bag of his own fried dried fish before beckoning to George and Fred with a schadenfreude smile on his sullen face.

"Professor Snape was very satisfied with your work yesterday, so he specially brought in a batch of Frober armyworms from Diagon Alley. Your job today is to collect their slime for Professor Snape."

Filch's smile grew brighter as he explained to the twins tonight's task.

"Oh no……"

The twins had masks of pain hanging over their faces at the thought of waiting and facing a swarm of slimy Frober armyworms.

Filch's job for Fish was much easier than the hapless Weasley twins.

"Your task tonight is to wipe down these trophies."

Professor McGonagall took Fish to the prize exhibition room on the fourth floor, and pointed to the trophies, shields, medals and statues displayed in the crystal glass cabinet and said to him.

In fact, Filch wanted to pick an easier job for Fish at first, but was rejected by Professor McGonagall. Too easy a job could not educate Fish, so he finally chose this task.

"Meow!" (=ΦωΦ=)?

However, Fish didn't listen to Professor McGonagall's words at all. He jumped like a cat and jumped into one of the trophies, just like when he was on the night tour before, and curled up inside very comfortably. .

"Meow~" (Minerva, these trophies are so comfortable to sleep in.)

Fish's cute little head stuck out of the trophy and called out to Professor McGonagall.

He was familiar with this room. He would come here to sleep at least seven or eight times out of ten night tours.

In fact, he also tried to sneak a trophy back to the dormitory, but unfortunately the trophy would be brought back by the house-elves the next day, so Feixu had no choice but to give up.

"Come here to wipe them clean! Not for you to sleep!"

Professor McGonagall's face was stern, and he walked to Fisher's side in three steps, reaching out to grab the back of his neck.

"Meow!" (Don't even think about picking me up again!)

Fish quickly turned over, facing Professor McGonagall's outstretched palm belly up, waving her small paws to prevent her from grabbing him.

Although Fisher is still a kitten, his strength is not small at all. Professor McGonagall's palm was easily slapped open by him, and he couldn't catch the little cat huddled in the trophy at all.

"come out faster!"

"Meow!" (Don't!)

"I'm angry if you don't come out again!"

"Meow!" (I'm also angry!)

"You've gotten into so many troubles, and you're still angry?!"

"Meow~Ow!" (I have already cleaned up the house, why punish me!)

"This is for your memory!"

"Meow! Meow!" (My memory is good! I won't be found by Minerva next time!)

"..."

"..."

"Meow~" (??ω??)

"Fish McGonagall!"

When Minerva started shouting her full name, Fish reluctantly crawled out of the trophy.

"Comy!"

Fish, who became a human again, immediately called for his own elf.

"Master Fisher! Professor McGonagall! Good evening! What do you two need Comey for?"

Comey appeared for the first time,

He bent down so that the tip of his nose could touch the ground, and saluted Fish and Professor McGonagall.

"Help me clean the trophy here meow."

"No, I don't need you here for the time being."

Fish and Professor McGonagall spoke in tandem, leaving Comey in a dilemma.

"Meow?! Why meow?!" Fish looked at Professor McGonagall in surprise, "I agree to wipe the trophy clean!"

"You are the one being punished. How can you ask Comey to wipe the trophy for you? Do it yourself."

Professor McGonagall tugged Fishy's fleshy cheek angrily, but his voice was much calmer.

Mainly because I had just quarreled so much with Fish that my voice was a little bit unbearable.

"Minerva is a big liar! Confinement is not like this meow!"(ノ)`ω'(ヾ)

Fish shook his head to break free from Professor McGonagall's restraint, rubbing his cheeks and shouting angrily.

"This is the confinement. Before that, Filch took care of you specially."

Professor McGonagall, who gradually calmed down, patiently taught Fish, "The purpose of the confinement is to make you realize your mistakes, just like I used to make you stand at home."

"Meow!"∑(ΦДΦ)

After using the example of a penalty stand, Fish finally understood the concept of confinement.

"Then I don't like confinement! I'm going back to the bedroom, meow!"

After he finished speaking, Fish planned to run away, and was grabbed by the back collar of Professor McGonagall, who knew his temperament well.

"Meow! Let me go! I don't want to be locked up, meow!" ヽ(≧□≦)ノ

Fish struggled hard, and the strength far surpassed that of ordinary children, causing Professor McGonagall to stagger.

Fearing that Professor McGonagall would fall, Fish immediately stopped his movements and turned his head to make a pitiful expression.

"Is this what you don't want if you don't want it?"

After regaining his footing, Professor McGonagall gently tapped Fish on the head. Although she knew that Fish was pretending to be on his face, Professor McGonagall's heart was warmed by this little guy's thoughtful behavior just now. .

Reaching out and stroking Fish's head twice, Professor McGonagall said softly, "Be kind and wipe these trophies clean, and we'll go to the kitchen to have something to eat after we're done."

"All right……"

Fischer pursed his lips aggrievedly, then took out his wand from his robe.

"No wands allowed!"

Professor McGonagall took the wand from Fish's hand.

"Meow! Minerva, don't go too far!"?(ΦДΦ)?

"It's not punishment if you use magic."

Professor McGonagall dodged Fish's short hand and put his wand into his pocket first.

"Minerva, bad-hearted!"

Fisch puffed out his cheeks and glared at Professor McGonagall angrily, then his eyes rolled, and a cat's waist suddenly swept past her. Escape towards the door.

If he couldn't use the magic spell, he would never accept such an "unreasonable" request!

"Ugh……"

As expected, Professor McGonagall raised his wand and used a Transfiguration on the doors and windows of the prize room.

Several thick chains stretched out from the wall next to them, and with the sound of "crashing" metal collisions, all the exits of this room were sealed tightly.

"If you don't wipe these trophies clean today, don't even think about going out!"

"Meow!" (I don't want to work!)

Fish, whose way out was blocked, still refused to give in. As he turned around, his body grew rapidly and confronted Professor McGonagall with the attitude of a large cat.

Fish hunched his back, folded the ears of the plane, and exploded the hair all over his body, showing his unyielding attitude.

He hasn't forgotten that he still has a dream of defeating Minerva!

Kittens are never slaves! ?(ΦДΦ)?

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