Master Druid at Hogwarts

Chapter 519 Not Animagus
Harry stared dumbfounded as Fish made his declaration of victory, then disappeared with the trophy in front of him with a snap.

After being dazed for a long time, he hurriedly raised the wand in his hand and fired a string of red sparks into the sky.

Just as Harry panickedly explained what had just happened to the rushing professors, Fish had already been taken to a strange place by the Triwizard Cup.

And as soon as Fish landed on the ground, a mass of black substance similar to mud suddenly gushed out from under his feet, quickly enveloping him, leaving only one head.

"Meow!"

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Fish struggled vigorously, but the lump of black mud was unexpectedly tough. Even though Fish had tried his best, he couldn't break free from it.

He also tried to transform into a cat form, and tried to use Flame Strike to burn through the black mud... but it was also to no avail.

After knowing that Fish also participated in the Triwizard Tournament, Voldemort knew that Harry might not be able to win the Triwizard Cup as planned. After all, Fish was different from Harry who only relied on his mother's protection spell. His strength was personally certified by Voldemort.

Voldemort clearly knew that with his current frail body and Pettigrew Peter as a worthless snack, if Fisher came, even with Nagini's help, he probably wouldn't be able to handle this future subordinate he had planned.

Therefore, he let Pettigrew Peter set up a magic trap at the transfer point of the Portkey early on. He had the experience of fighting Fish, and Voldemort knew exactly which type of trap could really trap Fish.

"Who the hell is plotting against Fish! If you have the ability, come out and fight Fish!"

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Just as Voldemort expected, Fish had nothing to do with the black mud, so after realizing that he was wasting his efforts, Maomao wisely stopped struggling and yelled loudly while turning his head and looking around environment of.

It was a dark, overgrown cemetery, with a small church behind a tall yew tree on the right, and a fine old house on the hillside to the left.

"Meow?"

Fish suddenly looked between the tombstones, because he heard footsteps coming from that direction.

"You're the one plotting against Fishmeow?"

(Profit)
Mao Mao questioned the figure coming from a distance.

The person who came was covered by many tombstones, and he was wearing a robe with a hood, so that he couldn't see the other person's appearance clearly. He could only vaguely see that the other person seemed to be holding a baby in his hand.

Fish shrugged his nose.

"This smell... Fish seems to have smelled meow somewhere..."

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Maomao was lost in thought.

He didn't remember the smell of this person, but the smell of the "baby" in the other's arms was somewhat familiar.

"That's right! It's the smelly guy, meow!"

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To be precise, the smells of the two are not exactly the same, even quite different, but they both have a strange rancid smell, but the rancid smell on the "baby" is much weaker.

"Voldemort?"

Fish asked uncertainly.

The figure walking towards him shuddered suddenly and stopped, as if frightened by the name "Voldemort".

For this kind of situation, Fish is already used to it, although he still can't figure out why the name of a guy he defeated can scare so many people.

At this time, the "baby" in the arms of that figure let out a laugh like a night owl.

"Hehehehehe...you smart kid...why are you still standing there? Take me there!"

He ordered sharply, and the hooded figure trembled again, moving his steps again.

When the man walked out of the group of tombstones and came in front of him, Fisher finally saw his appearance clearly.

This is a short man, slightly taller than Fish, with gray hair under the hood, and seems to be a little bald, with a mouse-like face and a pointed nose...

And he was still staring at himself viciously, but flinching.

"Who are you?"

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Fish didn't know the other party at all, and asked curiously, tilting his head.

Peter Pettigrew gritted his teeth and stared at Fish, but he didn't dare to speak up.

"You want to fight with Fish? Then put Fish down!"

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Seeing that the other party seemed to hate him, Mao Mao twisted his body, said dissatisfied, and then asked curiously: "You are holding Voldemort meow? Is he possessing a child this time?"

Wormtail's eyes showed fear, and his whole body trembled.

"Let me meet him."

said Voldemort in his arms.

With trembling hands, Wormtail opened the swaddle in his arms, revealing an ugly guy.

The creature in the swaddle looked like a curled up baby, with scales on its body, dark and red skin, like wounded tender flesh.Its arms and legs were thin and limp, and its face was that of a flat snake with sparkling red eyes.

The key is……

The other party did not have a single hair on his body.

"Meow ha ha ha ha... you are so ugly, not only has no hair, you don't even have a nose meow!"

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Fisch laughed uncontrollably, "Are you really Voldemort Meow? Why does Meow possess such an ugly thing?"

Wormtail was so frightened that he almost collapsed on the ground. He knew that Fish had always been bold, but he didn't expect Maomao to be so bold.

However, Voldemort didn't take it seriously, and instead began to recruit Fish: "Fish McGonagall, you are special, even more special than Dumbledore told you, that idiot Dumbledore will only waste your talent, only I! The great Dark Lord! Only then can you realize your true value!"

"..." Fish blinked, "What are you talking about?"

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Voldemort, who was being impassioned, paused slightly, stopped beating around the bush, and said directly: "Be my friend, Fish! Voldemort will share the glory with you!"

"No! Minerva said you're a villain!" Maomao refused decisively, and made a face at him, "And you're so weak, Fisher doesn't care about your glory meow!"

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"Minerva McGonagall?" Voldemort sneered, "Do you think she will really treat you as her own child?"

"Yes." However, Mao Mao nodded unexpectedly, and said proudly: "Fish is so cute, why doesn't Minerva like me? There are so many aunts vying to be Fish's mother! "

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Like Riddle in the original diary, Voldemort was once again choked by Fisch's unconventional playing of cards.

"That's because they thought you were a natural Animagus!" He roared a little angrily, "But I know, it's just a trick used by that old fellow Dumbledore to deceive other people and you!"

"Fish is not an Animagus!" Maomao's answer was once again beyond Voldemort's expectations, "But Minerva said that telling others this way, Fish would save a lot of trouble, that's why Fish admitted meow !"

Now Voldemort finally broke the defense like Riddle in the diary back then, and none of his plans to recruit Fish could go smoothly.

However, he still has one last move, which is to use his strength to make Fish surrender, just like he did with some Death Eaters back then.

"Just wait, when I regain my strength, you will know how precious Voldemort's friendship is!"

"Meow? You have recovered your strength, are you going to fight Fish?"

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Mao Mao shook his head and said to him: "Then you don't need to trap Fish, Fish can wait for you to recover before hitting."

"Hum hum……"

Voldemort sneered: "Don't worry, soon, my most loyal servant will send Harry Potter, and then you will be able to see my true strength."

"Harry?" Fish blinked suspiciously, and then suddenly said: "Oh...he beat you too...then you shouldn't be very good...you can't even beat Harry."

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Maomao's expectations dropped all of a sudden.

"How is my strength, you will know when the time comes!"

Voldemort once again broke the defense, and after shouting at Fish, he shrank back into his swaddling clothes.

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　It is impossible to use the blood of cats and cats. Voldemort can only use Harry's blood to solve the problem of the protective spell on Harry.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)