The Druid Master of Hogwarts

At this time, the culprit responsible for the sharp drop in Gryffindor scores was still asleep.

"Fish, Fish, it's time to get up!"

Seamus Finnigan, the first to get up, woke everyone up one by one.

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Fish opened his eyes and glanced at him, staring at the unfamiliar surroundings, and then remembered that he was tricked by Minerva to live in this place called Hogwarts.

The cat-shaped Fischer stood up from the pillow, his front paws stretched forward, his butt was raised high, his wide mouth stretched out, and then he jumped off the bed, and when he hit the ground, He also transformed into human form.

At the same time, Harry and the others also woke up one after another, rubbing their eyes and sitting up from the bed.

"..."

After waking up, Neville looked at the messy cat paw prints on his bed, sighed helplessly, and then slapped hard.

The others were not bothered by Neville. After they jumped out of their beds, they immediately got close to Fish.

"Fish! You're back!"

After Fish left last night, they worried about it for a long time. If it weren't for being too tired yesterday, it is estimated that they would not be able to sleep well.

Several people gathered around Fish and asked about the situation last night, and even Neville, who was slapping the quilt, pricked up his ears.

"Meow?"

Although he didn't understand what they were asking about these things, Fisher was very cooperative and briefly explained his night travel experience.

For example, I met a cat friend named Mrs. Norris, and encountered a strange and noisy ghost. There was a secret door on the third floor and I could run to the sixth floor at once, and the kitchen was behind the fruit paintings in the basement.

As for being caught by Minerva, and deducting points or something, this is irrelevant to Fish.

After chatting for a while, the little wizards changed into wizard robes and walked outside.

As soon as he left the boys' dormitory, he saw a group of people gathered in the common room, and after seeing them, they rushed over.

Who let them have two famous people in their dormitory?

Just like yesterday, Fish was surrounded by girls, and the boys could only continue to get close to Harry Potter.

Compared with the legendary savior, the lovable and lovable Fish is more attractive.

Fish looked around the common room and found that all the claw marks and footprints he left last night were gone. He couldn't help but pouted. It was like this when he was at home. The claw marks he grabbed the previous day were still pushed to the ground. The decorations will all be restored to their original state under Comey's spell the next day.

Fish didn't know what was going on at first, but now he understands that it is the effect of the two spells of restoring the original and clearing the new one, and he has learned both of them.

It's just that the original intention of Fishh to learn these two spells was not to make trouble for himself, but that he wanted to use this spell to restore the food he had eaten half of it back to its original state after learning to restore it.

Unfortunately, he failed, so the spell lost its meaning and was left behind by Fish.

Instead, the cleaning that can replace brushing is very skilled, and you don't need to make your mouth full of bubbles, you can do it with a single touch of a wand.

Of course, you won't use this spell when you wash your face and lick your hair. That's Fish's habit and hobby.

The first-year freshmen walked to the auditorium with Harry and Fish as they did last night, but everyone came to Hogwarts for the first time, and there were so many secret passages here, they couldn't remember how to get to the auditorium. After walking two steps, they started arguing with each other.

In the first week, the first class of the freshmen was half an hour later than that of the seniors, which was specially set aside for them to familiarize themselves with the road.

Feishu didn't bother to pay attention to the little wizards who were arguing, and walked towards the auditorium on his own.

Even without the scent and claw marks left, he remembered where to look for food.

As a result, the freshmen of Gryffindor, under the leadership of Fish, quickly found the auditorium, and everyone took their seats and began to enjoy breakfast.

Just as Fisch stretched out his hand, imagining that he could take the food directly like last night, Minerva's cold voice sounded in his ears: "Fisch! Use utensils when you eat!"

Fish turned his head and saw that Professor McGonagall didn't know when he came to the auditorium, standing behind Fish and looking at him seriously.

The human form is not good at this point, and all senses are not so sensitive.

"I didn't even use cutlery last night!"?(ΦДΦ)?

Phish clenched his neck in disapproval.

"That's because I didn't care about you at yesterday's dinner party!" Professor McGonagall picked up the fork on the table and stuffed it into Fish's hand, "Give me cutlery!"

"Just use it, why are you yelling so loudly, meow..."

Fish pursed his lips and took the fork that Professor McGonagall had stuffed. Still using the back-grip posture he was accustomed to, he grabbed the fork in his hand and forked a rib, put it in his mouth and bit it.

Professor McGonagall glanced at the group of stunned students next to him, and instructed them: "You keep an eye on Dian Feixu, don't let him grab food with his hands again, and..."

She turned her eyes to Harry and the others again, "Watch him at night, try not to let him slip out for night tours."

Professor McGonagall also knew that Harry and the others were probably not counting on them, but having an insurance policy counted.

Harry and the others, who had the same understanding, looked at each other and nodded with a wry smile, reluctantly agreeing.

Then Professor McGonagall urged him again and again, requesting that Fixu must not be allowed to miss classes, and specially explained to the other freshmen, and then hurriedly left to teach transfiguration classes to students of other grades.

And after she left, Fishh really put down his fork for the first time and planned to continue grasping with his hands.

"Fish, ah—"

Without waiting for others to dissuade him, Lavender Brown, who had been prepared, forked his own sliced ​​sausage and brought it to Fish's mouth.

Fish was naturally impolite, bit into the sausage on Lavender's fork and chewed it. (￣～￣)

This scheming girl!

This action of hers immediately caused the girls around to glared at them, and when they saw that Fisher accepted Lavender's feeding without hesitation, they immediately picked up the knife and fork and quickly cut it on their plate, Then he picked up the food on his plate and stretched his arms to send it to Fishna.

Fish's sight was instantly filled with all kinds of food. He sniffed, picked his favorite flavor, and stretched his head to eat one by one.

The girls who were selected were all excited, while those who were not selected were disappointed.

"Harry...how do I feel, Fish is treated more like a savior than you."

Ron clutched his chest, his mouth sour.

Harry was somewhat thankful for Fish's existence. He had been neglected since he was a child, and he was not used to being the center of attention for a while, and Fish's existence at least distracted him from a large part of his attention.

"Actually, I also really want to feed Feishu. He really feels like a cat, and he can't help but want to be close to him."

Dean Thomas tells the truth.

A group of people, including Ron, nodded in agreement. They also felt the same way, which was why they were sour, but they didn't feel bad about Fish.

"You said, if I become an Animagus, will I also have this kind of treatment?"

Ron asked the same question as his brother Fred.

"Professor McGonagall is also an Animagus, and even the transformed animals are cats like Fish."

Harry didn't answer directly, but said a piece of information that Hermione had mentioned yesterday.

Ron recalled Professor McGonagall's stern face, and the overwhelming animal army at the sorting ceremony last night...

"Okay... So is this a natural talent of Animagus?"

"I think that's probably the case."

"Or what special blood does Fish have?"

The boys whispered guesses.

"Oh...why am I not a natural Animagus?"

After a brief discussion, everyone finally thought that this guess was more likely, and then lamented.

"I'm jealous!"

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