Master Druid at Hogwarts

Chapter 58
In fact, Professor McGonagall did not keep Fish waiting too long.

At dinner time that night, as soon as Fish took his seat, Professor McGonagall walked over and came to his side.

"Fish?"

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

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

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

"Are you still mad at me?"

Professor McGonagall reached out to touch Fish, but he avoided it by shaking his head.

"Humph!" (〃'3'〃)
"How about we have dinner tonight?"

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

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, of course it was impossible to completely reject her.

Now Angelina was even more frustrated. The fish she had cut for Fish was messed up, and he was taken away by Professor McGonagall without even taking a bite.

"Here, Fish, try this."

Holding 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'〃)
Fish turned his head and put his hands on his chest, showing that he was still angry, the kind that couldn't be coaxed easily.

Professor McGonagall was not in a hurry, just holding up the fork with a smile, letting the delicious lamb chops dangle under Fisher's nose.

In the years of adopting Fish, it's not that this little fur cat has never had trouble with him, and Professor McGonagall clearly knows how to coax him is the most effective.

This little guy Fish has always been nervous, and with a whole day as a buffer, he is actually not so angry at this time, and now he just needs to take advantage of his hunger to tempt him a little bit with food, this little guy Fish Greedy cats will obediently surrender.

Professor McGonagall has always been very accurate about Fish's thoughts, especially after she relaxed her requirements on Fish, Professor McGonagall is now able to deal with this little troublemaker with a more peaceful mind .

The development of the matter was similar to what Professor McGonagall had expected. After persisting for a while, Fisher couldn't stand the aroma around his nose. He opened his eyes slightly and glanced at the lamb chop.

But soon he looked away again.

"Huh!" (〃︿'〃)
He wouldn't just admit defeat so easily!

But...it smells so good...(ˉ﹃ˉ)
So, take another look.

And then... another glance.

"Ah Mmm!...Humph! Mmmmmm..."(〃｀~′〃)
After glancing at the lamb chops under his nose several times in a row, Fisher opened his mouth quickly and took the lamb chops off the fork in one gulp, then quickly turned his head away, chewing The delicious lamb chops, while continuing to make a gesture of "I'm still angry, come and coax me".

He didn't forgive Minerva, it's just that the lamb chops don't taste good when they're cold!

That's right!That's it Meow!

After swallowing the mutton in his mouth, Fish began to glance at the food on the dinner plate again and again.

Professor McGonagall didn't expose him, and continued to fork up various Fish's favorite foods with a smile, and brought them to his mouth.

After feeding about six or seven times, Fish, who "will never give up easily", completely forgot about the morning.

"Minerva! I'll give you this meow!"

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

Professor McGonagall opened her mouth with relief, then she lowered her head and kissed Fish's little head to express her gratitude.

This time Fish did not resist Professor McGonagall's kiss, but looked very happy instead.

"Meow hee hee hee..." (●≧ω≦●)
Encouraged, Fish used his unskilled backhand gesture more actively 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 just held their cheeks and stared at the interaction between Fish and Professor McGonagall, wishing they could replace it with their own bodies.

Although the boys didn't exaggerate like the girls, most of them looked at the teacher's table while eating. Several little wizards even accidentally sent the food in their hands into their noses.

Seeing the scene of Fish and Professor McGonagall enjoying themselves happily, Harry Potter also heaved a sigh of relief.

Although Fish stopped being angry with him because of his good friend Ron's "betrayal" before, Harry was still worried that if Fish knew the truth, he would hate him again.

Fortunately, now that Fish and Professor McGonagall have reconciled, he doesn't have to worry about this issue anymore.

On the teacher's long table, Fish, who was already full, turned back into the form of a cat, lying on Professor McGonagall's lap, showing his belly, and under Professor McGonagall's skillful cat stroking, he let out a Comfortable grunts.

The little wizards below were envious again.

"Okay, go and play by yourself."

Finally, Professor McGonagall stopped her evil behavior of posting cats, she patted Fish's belly, and said softly.

"Meow~"

Fish responded and jumped off Professor McGonagall's lap. Before everyone could react, he ran out of the auditorium and went somewhere.

Seeing Fish leave, the little wizards concentrated on the dinner in front of them, and many of them speeded up their eating.

Hanging around in their spare time, seeing if they could run into something like Fish, was one of the great joys of the three houses apart from Gryffindor.

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

In contrast, the little wizards of Gryffindor are much calmer.

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

But that doesn't include Harry and Ron.

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

While stuffing food into his mouth, Ron said vaguely to Harry, "You are in charge of the Charms class, and I am in charge of the Herbology class."

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

Although he was about to be imprisoned soon, Harry didn't feel too much trouble in his heart.

After all, they beat up that annoying Malfoy, no matter how they thought it was a profit.

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

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(End of this chapter)