Master Druid at Hogwarts

Chapter 31 Nicknames
"Fisch! Look! We have flying lessons starting this week!"

It's a new week, Red 4 Ron Weasley bluffed early in the morning, pointing to a notice posted in the common room.

Immediately afterwards, he showed a disgusted expression again, "It's really unlucky to be taking flying lessons with Slytherin."

But Fish couldn't empathize, he didn't know what flying lessons were, and he didn't hate Slytherin students.

But amidst the gossip of the humans around, Fisher gradually understood what the flight class was, it was a class that taught people how to fly to the sky on a broom.

"Oh, I see," Fisher suddenly realized, "Minerva seems to like this."

I remember that I once tore up a book with a man riding a broom on the cover, and Minerva was furious when she came back. She not only scolded him, but also punished him for facing the wall and thinking about it.

But in the end, he was fooled by him.

"You must be talking about Quidditch!" As soon as Ron talked about it, Ron was a little eloquent. "It's the best sport in the world! There is no wizard who doesn't love it!"

Other students from wizarding families also joined in this topic one after another, and taking it as an extension, they began to brag about their flying experience, which made little wizards like Harry who grew up in the Muggle world stunned.

It's just that Fish was not interested in Quidditch or broomsticks, he was still in a hurry to go to the auditorium for breakfast.

After arriving at the auditorium, it was obviously much noisier than usual. The other three colleges also received notices of flight lessons. The first-year freshmen were all excitedly discussing this topic, and the senior students also took the time to intervene. After a few words, he quickly left and rushed to class.

"Give."

As soon as Fish sat down on the long table, Hermione pushed the cut steak in front of him and stuffed a fork into Fish's hand.

After the initial excitement, the little witches' fanatical feeding of Fish gradually became normal, and then they began to think about how to help Fish integrate into the lives of normal people.

After some discussions in private, now they take turns to prepare food for Fish and let him eat it by himself.

"Fisch, are you sure about flying lessons?"

Hermione, who had never touched a broomstick before, had been very nervous since she knew she was going to take flying lessons. She kept looking for little Muggle-born wizards like herself to talk to, so as to find some balance.

After seeing Fish, she also asked subconsciously.

"I don't know, I haven't flown before." (￣～￣)
Fish held the fork behind his back, chewed the beef in his mouth and replied vaguely. After a week of campus life, he gradually got used to communicating with other young wizards.

"Anyway, I'm not afraid of falling, even if I accidentally fall, I won't get hurt."

"Woo... that's great... Animagus..."

Hermione, who failed to find the balance, wrinkled her face, thinking whether it would be better for her to learn an Animagus too.

In such a commotion, the time came to Thursday in a blink of an eye.

Today's breakfast was prepared for Fish by Parvati Patil, who had a little dark skin and a little forehead decoration. Very finely cut lamb chops.

Fish was gnawing on the lamb chops happily, and there was a burst of whispering in his ears. It was Hermione, the mouse tooth, who was reciting the contents of "The Amazing Quidditch Ball" in a low voice, "The Amazing Quidditch Ball" and "The Amazing Quidditch Ball". Oddball was the book Fish had torn up.

"You can't teach you how to fly correctly by memorizing books, Miss Mousetooth."

Malfoy came over with a big bag of candy, and after hearing Hermione's thoughts clearly, he couldn't help but draw out his tone and mocked.

Before Hermione could retort, Malfoy put the candy in front of Fish.

"My mother sent some more sweets and I brought some for you to try."

Malfoy said to Fish slowly.

In addition to the little lion of Gryffindor, students from other colleges would come over from time to time to give Fish something to eat, and Malfoy, who always received snacks from home, joined in after a few days of restraint. Come in.

"Oh! Thank you, Braingate!" (●ω●)
With bright eyes, Fish quickly opened the bag, grabbed a handful of candy and stuffed it into his mouth.

Malfoy's haughty face suddenly collapsed, "If possible, I would rather you call me Draco."

"Okay, brain gate, no problem, brain gate."

In fact, the names of these people are easy for Fish to remember, but he is more used to calling them in his own way, and the nickname he gave seems to have caused a stir in Hogwarts. George and Fred now addresses each other with the number 2 and the number 3 instead.

Even some professors at Hogwarts sometimes use this nickname to tease each other, and the one who is most enthusiastic about it is none other than the bad old man Dumbledore.

While Malfoy was still trying to keep Fish from yelling at his head, an owl flew to the long table in Gryffindor and threw a small package in front of Neville who was trying to listen to Hermione.

Neville opened the package, and inside was a glass ball wrapped in white smoke.

"It's a memory ball!" Neville explained to the group. "Grandma knows I'm always short of memory - it'll tell you if there's something you've forgotten to do. Look, you hold it tight, like this , if it turns red..."

As Neville spoke, he picked up the memory ball and planned to demonstrate it to everyone.

As a result, suddenly a furry paw slapped from the side, knocking down the memory ball in his hand with a slap.

"Oh! My memory ball... Fish?"

As a purebred kitten, Fish couldn't refuse a shiny glass ball at all, so when he saw Neville open the bag, Fish kept his eyes fixed on the memory ball. , seized the opportunity to transform into a cat form, and threw it from Neville's hands.

After Fish knocked down the memory ball, he slapped it back and forth with his two front paws, and jumped up and down the long table in Gryffindor.

As for the victim, Neville, after finding out that it was Fish, he immediately had no objection, and let Fish play with the memory ball. Move his own plate so Fish can have more fun.

"If you like balls, I can ask my dad to find you better ones."

Malfoy, who was left out in the cold, was very upset. He raised his voice, trying to get Fisher's attention, but unfortunately Fisher was so addicted to playing ball that he didn't hear him at all.

"You don't need your father, your brain looks quite round."

Seeing Malfoy deflated, Ron mocked without hesitation.

"Replacing a ball with a head should be a tradition in your Weasley family. After all, with your family background, it is not easy to buy a ball."

Compared with Malfoy, Ron's eloquence was still too weak, and he was immediately choked by Malfoy's retort.

Just when Ron was furious and stood up to make a move, Professor McGonagall noticed the movement from here and rushed over.

"what happened?"

Professor McGonagall saw Fish, who had messed up the Gryffindor table, at a glance.

"Fisch! You won't give me a good meal! Five points will be deducted from Gryffindor!"

However, the deduction methods that the professors have always been unfavorable cannot have any effect on Fish, and even the other students in Gryffindor have a flat attitude that is not surprising, and only Hermione secretly made up her mind to go to other places. Make up for the points deducted by Fisch.

While Professor McGonagall was scolding Fish, Malfoy had already fled with his two followers.

"Meow~" ●ω●

Fish, who was lifted up by Professor McGonagall, let out a soft cry, which made the hearts of the little witches nearby feel broken.

The tried and tested Professor McGonagall was unmoved. She glanced at the students around her with stern eyes, pointed to the glass ball that Fish had just slapped around and asked, "Whose is this?"

"Yes... it's mine..."

Neville raised his hand tremblingly, and explained in a low voice, "This is the memory ball my grandma prepared for me. I always miss it..."

Professor McGonagall was no stranger to Neville, and knew of his touching memory.

"Put it away if it's yours," Professor McGonagall ordered, frowning, and then put Fish on the chair, "Change it back for me and have a good meal!"

"I want a ball too!"

Fish, who had changed back to human form, stood on the chair, grabbed Professor McGonagall's arm and said coquettishly.

"Didn't you have several balls at home? After you played with them a few times, you left them in the corner. And that poor Puffy Puff, you tossed it to death within three days!"

Professor McGonagall withdrew his arm, pressed Fish's head and rubbed it, messing up Fish's fluffy silver hair.

"Ugh..."

Seeing this scene, many little witches bit their handkerchiefs.

So enviable!

Although Fish is now willing to let them touch their heads occasionally, he still can't rua cats like Professor McGonagall.

Under the influence of Fish, more and more little wizards wanted to become Animagus and turn into cats to get close to him.

Fei Xu didn't know that he had inspired a group of young wizards again. He tilted his head and began to recall under Professor McGonagall's reminder.

"Is there?"

In my memory... it seems that there was such a thing, but after he threw those balls for a while, he threw them aside casually, and now he doesn't know where they went.

As for the velvet...

"Oh, this sausage tastes really good." (●ω●)
Fish blinked, sat back on the chair as if nothing had happened, forked a piece of sausage into his mouth, and said indistinctly.

……

Recommended monthly ticket

　I'm not sure which week the flight lessons started, but it's definitely not the first week.

　　The notice for flying lessons was only posted after Harry had received Hagrid's letter on Friday of the first week, and had been a guest at the cabin.

　　There are many versions of the Hogwarts timetable. In fact, no matter how you arrange it, if you count the 7-year-old courses, the teachers at Hogwarts are definitely not enough, unless they all use the Time-Turner...

　　The official schedule has never been released, and Rowling probably didn't understand it, so there's no need to delve too deeply into it.

　　……

　　Dropped by to see Gun Gun, originally wanted to go to Sanxingdui, but it was temporarily closed today... 屮!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)