The Druid Master of Hogwarts

In fact, Professor McGonagall didn't keep Fishh waiting too long.

At dinner time that night, just as Fish was seated, Professor McGonagall walked over to him.

"Fish?"

Professor McGonagall bent down, put his head next to Fish, and greeted him with a smile.

However, Fish turned a deaf ear to Professor McGonagall's call. He took a fork and poked the plate in front of him, stirring up the sliced ​​fish.

This made Angelina, who was in charge of cutting food for Fish tonight, very heartbroken.

"Are you still mad at me?"

Professor McGonagall reached out and touched Fish, but was avoided by his shaking his head.

"Humph!" (〃｀3'〃)

"How about we have dinner together today?"

Professor McGonagall hugged Feixu, raised his feet and walked towards the teacher's long table, while leaning his face, wanting to kiss Feixu.

Although Fish pushed Professor McGonagall's head away and refused her kiss, he did not refuse her invitation to have dinner together.

He originally wanted Minerva to coax him, and of course it was impossible to completely reject her.

This time Angelina was even more upset. The fish she had cut for Fish was so mushy that he was taken away by Professor McGonagall without even tasting it.

"Come, Fish, and try this."

Carrying Fish to the teacher's long table, Professor McGonagall let Fish sit on his lap, then picked up a knife and fork, cut a piece of lamb chops, and handed it to Fish with a kind face.

"Humph!" (〃｀3'〃)

Fischer turned his head and folded his arms around his chest, expressing that he was still angry and could not be easily coaxed.

Professor McGonagall was not in a hurry, just held up his fork with a smile, letting the fragrant lamb chops dangling under Fish's nose.

In the years of adopting Fish, it's not that this little cat has not had trouble with him. Professor McGonagall clearly knows how to coax him in the most effective way.

This little guy, Fisch, has always been nervous, and he has been buffered all day. He is actually not so angry at this time. Now he just needs to take advantage of his hunger to bring food to tempt him a little bit. Fisch this little guy. The greedy cat will surrender obediently.

Professor McGonagall has always grasped Fish's mind very accurately, especially after she relaxed her requirements for Fish, Professor McGonagall is now able to deal with this little troublemaker with a more peaceful mind. .

The development of things was similar to what Professor McGonagall expected. After holding on for a while, Fish couldn't stand the aroma that had been lingering around his nose. He opened his eyes slightly and glanced at the lamb chop.

But soon he looked back.

"Humph!" (〃｀︿'〃)

He won't admit defeat so easily!

But...it smells so good...(ˉ﹃ˉ)

So, take another look.

Then... another glance.

"Ahhh!...Huh! 呣呣呣..."(〃｀~'〃)

After glancing at the lamb chops under his nose for several times, Fisch opened his mouth and took the lamb chops from the fork in one bite, then quickly turned his head away, chewing while chewing. The fragrant lamb chops, while continuing to make a "I'm still angry, come and coax me" gesture.

He didn't forgive Minerva, but the lamb chops didn't taste good when they were cold!

That's right! That's it meow!

Swallowing the mutton in his mouth, Fish started glancing at the food on the plate again and again.

Professor McGonagall didn't pierce him, and continued to smile and fork all kinds of Fish's favorite foods and bring them to his mouth.

After feeding him about six or seven times, Fei Xu, who "will never admit defeat easily", completely forgot about the morning.

"Minerva! Eat this meow!"

Fish, who was no longer angry, forked a piece of fried fish and held it to Professor McGonagall's mouth.

Professor McGonagall opened her mouth with relief, and then she bowed her head and kissed Fishy's little head in thanks.

This time, Fish didn't resist Professor McGonagall's kiss, but looked very happy.

"Meow hehehe..." (●≧ω≦●)

Encouraged, Fishh used his unskilled backhand gesture to fork up various foods on the table and feed them to Professor McGonagall behind him.

"Ah! Fish is so cute!"

"If only I could eat what Fish feeds..."

"I'm satisfied as long as I can hug him."

Countless little witches put down the knives and forks in their hands and didn't eat dinner. They held their cheeks and stared at the interaction between Fish and Professor McGonagall, wishing they could take their place.

Although the boys were not as exaggerated as the girls, most of them looked at the teacher's table while eating. Several little wizards even accidentally put the food in their hands into their noses.

Seeing the scene where Fish and Professor McGonagall were having a good time, Harry Potter was also greatly relieved.

Although the "betrayal" of his good friend Ron had prevented Fish from taking anger at him, Harry was still worried that if Fish learned the truth, he would hate him again.

Fortunately, now that Fish and Professor McGonagall are reconciled, he no longer has to worry about this issue.

On the teacher's long table, Fish, who was full of food, changed back to the form of a cat, lying on Professor McGonagall's lap, exposing his belly, and under Professor McGonagall's skilled cat licking technique, he issued A comfortable snoring sound.

The little wizards below were hot again.

"Okay, let's go play by yourself."

Finally, Professor McGonagall stopped her vicious cat-bathing behavior, patted Fish's belly, and said softly.

"Meow~"

Fei Xu agreed, jumped off Professor McGonagall's lap, and before everyone could react, he jumped out of the auditorium, not knowing where he went.

Seeing Feishe leave, the little wizards focused on the dinner in front of them, and many people speeded up their meal.

Hanging out in the spare time to see if you can come across something like Fish was a great pleasure for the three Houses other than Gryffindor.

If you are really lucky, you can brag about it all day with your good friends.

In contrast, the little wizards of Gryffindor seem much lighter.

After all, they are students of the same college, and they usually have more time to contact Fish, so naturally they don't have to pursue any chance encounters like the students of the other three colleges.

But that didn't include Harry and Ron.

"Hurry up and finish dinner, and while there is still a little time before confinement, let's get our homework out first."

Ron stuffed his mouth with food, and said to Harry vaguely, "You're in charge of the Charms class, and I'm in charge of the herbal class."

Harry, who was also cooking fast, had no doubts about this, and nodded his head to show that he knew.

Although he was about to be locked up soon, Harry didn't feel much chagrin in his heart.

After all, they beat that nasty Malfoy, and they earned it no matter what.

Of course, this naive idea disappeared instantly after Harry saw Filch.

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