Master Druid at Hogwarts

Chapter 313 Empty Nest Old Man Dumbledore
After everyone had eaten and drank enough, the opening dinner was finally over.

Professor McGonagall patted Fish on the head and said, "Go back to the dormitory with everyone first, and then come to me. Also, Ouroboros is with Albus, you can take it for a walk outside at night. , but it must be returned to Albus or the Chamber of Secrets during the day."

"Got it, meow!"

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Fish hugged Professor McGonagall again, and then ran to join the other Gryffindor students. Under the leadership of Percy, everyone returned to the dormitory, said good night to each other, and then went back to sleep...

The little wizard who encountered a dementor today really needs a good night's sleep to recover his tired spirit.

Of course, this definitely does not include a certain energetic little fur cat. After he returned to the dormitory, he turned into a cat and rolled a few times on his bed, then rubbed a few times on the bedpost with the curtain hanging, and relabeled He smelled his own scent, and then rushed out of the dormitory with a whoosh.

Harry and the others had long been used to it. After changing into their pajamas, they got into their respective beds, and after a while their heads touched the pillows, they all fell asleep.

After running out of the dormitory, Fisher's first stop was to go to the principal's office. Apart from looking for Ouroboros, he mainly planned to ask Dumbledore when Professor McGonagall's birthday was.

"Albus, you're meowing!"

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The kitten rushed open the oak door of the principal's office with a bang, and walked in swaggeringly.

"It's Fish." Dumbledore adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose, stretched out his hand and pointed to his side, and said, "Ouroboros is right there, staying with Fawkes."

Fish turned his head, and sure enough, the small basilisk was hanging on the golden perch where Fox usually stayed, with its small but ferocious head raised slightly, spitting a message at him.

"Fox, good evening, are you going to hang out with Fish?"

Reaching out to take Uroboros off the perch, Fish casually hung it around his neck, and then greeted Fox beside him.

"Wow—"

Fox shook his head. Its body had already grown to the size of an adult, about the size of a swan, and it was no longer suitable for standing on Fisher's shoulders.

"It's okay, Fish has a way to meow!"

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After speaking, the kitty stretched out its hand, and activated the same type of animal shrinking technique as the basilisk on Fox, and reminded: "Fox, don't resist meow."

Then Fox was shrunk down to the size of a palm under a layer of faint white light.

Just like when Fox had just nirvana, Fisher placed the shrunken phoenix on top of his head.

Of course, Dumbledore, who had seen Fisher's move, didn't react at all, and he didn't have any objection to Fisher taking Fox away. Having Fox by his side was an extra guarantee...

In case the basilisk suddenly loses control or something.

After all, two years in a row, Voldemort came to make trouble, and this year even a senior Death Eater, Sirius Black, escaped from prison. God knows what else will happen.

And the portraits of the headmasters on the wall let out a soft exclamation. Even though they had seen the shrunken basilisk, it was the first time they saw Fisch using this spell with their own eyes...

Whether it is a basilisk or a phoenix, it cannot be handled by ordinary contraction spells or transformation spells.

"Fish, would you like some cockroaches?"

Ignoring the astonishment of those portraits, Dumbledore took out a few vivid cockroach candies from the side drawer and shook them at the kitten.

"Fisch wants to eat meow!"

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If there was something delicious, Fish would naturally not let it go. He hung a basilisk on top of a phoenix, and rushed to Dumbledore's desk in two steps, took the pile of cockroaches he handed over, and stuffed them into his mouth. Li chewed it with relish.

"You take the basilisk out, but don't change it back."

Dumbledore also chewed on the pile of cockroaches, and reminded again: "Also, don't go to the place where the dementors are stationed. Although you can defeat them, contacting them is not a pleasant experience, is it?"

"You and Minerva have said it several times, meow!" The kitten waved its hands impatiently, and then changed the subject, "Albus, Fisher still has something to ask you, meow!"

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Fish chewed the candy, and said in a slightly vague voice.

"Oh?"

Dumbledore raised an eyebrow.

"Do you know when Minerva's birthday is?"

"Minerva's birthday? October 10th..." Dumbledore was slightly taken aback. Although he had already guessed the reason, he couldn't help asking, "Why are you asking this?"

"October 10th..." Fish frowned and raised his fingers to calculate, "It's only a month away, it seems it's too late..."

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The little cat was depressed for a while, before raising his head to answer Dumbledore's question just now: "I want to give Minerva a birthday present."

"Really? Phoebe is such a good boy..." After Dumbledore praised him, he asked again, "Have you decided on any gift yet?"

"When we were in Diagon Alley, Hermione and Harry helped pick this out," Fish took out a golden snitch in the shape of a cat's head from his pocket, and showed it to Dumbledore, "Remember to help Fish Keep it a secret, Fish also wants to give Minerva a surprise meow."

"Of course there is no problem. Minerva will be very happy when the time comes. This gift is also very well chosen."

Dumbledore glanced enviously at the Snitch in Fisher's hand, and then asked curiously, "Then what happened when you said it was too late?"

"Fish is trying to save money to buy a Firebolt for Minerva, meow..."

As soon as the kitty opened his mouth, Dumbledore was startled. Even if he wanted to buy one of the Firebolt, he would have to hesitate for a while. The little guy Fish really dared to say it.

"Do you know how much the Firebolt costs?" Dumbledore said dumbfounded.

"Of course I know meow, it's because I can't afford the Firebolt that Fish bought this Golden Snitch's meow... A broken broom is sold for such an expensive price, what a profiteer meow!"

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Fish angrily lashed out at the manufacturer of the broomsticks, then shook his ears and added: "Besides, Fish is planning to give birthday presents to Hermione and Severus, so we need to save more money Meow."

The smile on Dumbledore's face froze slightly, and then asked in a guiding tone: "Besides them, do you have any plans to give birthday presents to anyone else?"

"Meow?"

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The little kitty tilted its head and thought for a while, then shook its head and said, "Fish doesn't have anyone else who wants to give gifts, meow... and Fish doesn't have that much money to buy birthday presents."

"Ahem, in fact, birthday presents are meant to be given with a heart, and the value is second to none. In fact, making gifts by yourself is also a very good choice."

In order to have a birthday present for himself in the future, Dumbledore told Fish another way to give presents without hesitation.

"A gift made by yourself? Fish's pawprint greeting card, meow?"

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Fish shook his palm.

"Uh... This is a bit too simple. It has to be a gift prepared with care. It doesn't matter whether the quality is good or not. The key is to let others feel that you are preparing this gift seriously."

"Sounds like a lot of trouble... It's easier to sell things for George and Fred meow."

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The kitten, who has no patience for most things, gave up this method without hesitation.

"Thank you, Albus, I went to Minerva to listen to the story, meow!"

Having finished all the questions that should be asked, Fish waved to Dumbledore, and left the principal's office with Fox and Ouroboros.

Dumbledore stretched out his hand and wanted to keep it, but unfortunately the kitten ran too fast and disappeared outside the door in the blink of an eye.

"Hmm... Fish must have deliberately kept it from me, and wanted to give me a surprise... Yes! That's right! That's it!"

The headmaster can only comfort himself like this.

Phineas on the wall sneered, "The question is, does anyone at school know when your birthday is? You Slytherin in Gryffindor skin."

Knowing that the only bloodline of the Black family escaped from Azkaban and is now being hunted by the Ministry of Magic, the "most unpopular headmaster in the history of the school" became even more annoying, and almost every day and The other portraits quarreled.

Dumbledore didn't want to quarrel with a portrait of a dead man, so he walked silently to the wall and turned Phineas' portrait over.

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