Master Druid at Hogwarts

Chapter 580

"Fish," Hermione looked around cautiously, then leaned close to Maomao's ear, who was lazily lying on the table, and asked in a low voice, "Did Minerva notify you today?"

"What meow?"

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Mao Mao was in a state of emptying his mind, and he didn't realize what Hermione was saying at all.

"It's about the Defense Against the Dark Arts class. Didn't she say to discuss it with Dumbledore?"

"No meow...Maybe Albus hasn't come back yet, or maybe he doesn't have time?"

Fish stretched, then continued to slump on the seat, and replied casually.

He wasn't in a rush about it, and he was exhausted today, and he didn't want to talk to Dumbledore about Umbridge, or the tree in his dream.

Hermione, on the other hand, was different from Fish. The more nervous the other courses were, the more meaningless Defense Against the Dark Arts seemed. This made Hermione, who attached great importance to the OWL exam, feel a stronger sense of urgency.

So she muttered worriedly: "When will this wait? Umbridge didn't intend to teach us how to defend against the dark arts at all. If this continues, what will happen to the OWL exam?"

Mao Mao, who wanted to lie quietly for a while, was a little irritated by her nagging. He shook his ears, turned his head, and just looked at Hermione blankly, silently expressing his dissatisfaction.

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"Ah... sorry..." Hermione noticed the cat's gaze, and her face blushed, "I'm just too anxious."

Fish resolutely threw his upper body into Hermione's arms, lay on his back on her lap, and asked curiously: "Why is there such a rush? Even if there is an exam, won't he also test what she teaches?" ?”

Although Maomao doesn't listen to the lectures very much, he has attended school for four years anyway, and he still knows the basic operation mode of the school.

"The OWL exam is different." Hermione shook her head, habitually placed her right hand on Fisher's cat ear, and gently kneaded it. "This exam is administered by the Wizarding Examinations Authority of the Ministry of Magic. It's not up to the professors at the school to decide the exam questions, even the examiners are from the Ministry of Magic."

"What's the difference? Isn't that old toad a cat sent by the Ministry of Magic?" Fish asked puzzled.

"……Eh?"

Hermione froze for a moment, and suddenly realized that if the Ministry of Magic really wanted to prove that there was a problem with the teaching level of Hogwarts, then in the OWL exam, it would definitely not prepare some questions that were beyond the content of Umbridge's classroom. Even related content will be as simple as possible.

What they really need to pay attention to is what they have learned before. If the Ministry of Magic wants to compare the Defense Against the Dark Arts course, then the difficulty must also be set in the scope of the course before Umbridge came.

If so, there is really no need to worry...

Hermione, who had figured it out, was slightly relieved, but she didn't feel completely relieved.

"Even if you don't need to worry about the exam questions, we still need to learn our skills, especially..." Hermione looked around cautiously again, then lowered her head and whispered, "Especially when the mysterious man returns, we will always be there." If you are likely to be attacked, you must master as many means of self-protection as possible."

"Fish can protect your cat!"

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Mao Mao waved his fist and said to her.

Hermione first showed a happy smile, then shook her head, and said, "I know Fisher is very powerful, and I believe you can protect me well, but what about the other students? You can't protect everyone 24 hours a day, can you? "

"Meow..." Fish was at a loss for words. He looked up at Hermione and asked curiously, "So, what exactly do you want to do, Hermione?"

"It's not what I want to do, but I hope that Dumbledore can let Umbridge teach us some real and practical content in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, so that even if we encounter attacks in the future, we will have more ability to protect ourselves " Hermione explained seriously.

Fish tilted his head and thought for a while, then concluded: "Hermione, you mean to make everyone want to learn how to fight, right meow?"

"Uh...you can say that too." Hermione replied dumbfounded.

"That's not very simple meow," Maomao shook his head, rubbed Hermione's thigh, and said, "Fisch can take you to the Forbidden Forest and find Lu Wei, Wu Wu, Buckbeak and others to be your opponents Meow, if you fight with them a lot, you will naturally learn to fight meow."

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Because of the previous experience of taking Harry to the Forbidden Forest for special training, Mao Mao quickly thought of a solution.

And Fish immediately gave another plan...

"You can also find Severus or Felius and ask them to open the second-year dueling club again."

Mao Mao, who was distressed by his mother, didn't mention Professor McGonagall. He shook his ears and continued, "Fish actually likes the members of that club, but it's a pity that everyone else is too weak to fight, meow."

And Hermione was stunned again after hearing his words, and then she murmured in a low voice: "Yes...you can still do this..."

Then, Miss Know-It-All began to fall into deep thought, while Fisher adjusted the position of his head, closed his eyes and enjoyed his girlfriend's lap pillow comfortably.

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Neither Fish nor Hermione went out for a walk that night. Fish didn't want to move, and Hermione also had a lot of messy thoughts, and it took time to sort them out one by one.

Because there was no night excursion, cats and cats rarely participated in the sleeping meeting in the dormitory. After everyone changed into their pajamas and climbed onto their respective four-poster beds, Ron got his head out from behind the curtain and said, "I've started now." Desperately need George and Fred's skipping candy."

His voice was full of exhaustion, and he sighed and said, "My Vanishing Curse has hardly improved, and I will definitely be scolded to death by Professor McGonagall in tomorrow's Transfiguration class."

Then, a sigh came from another direction, it was Neville who also had no progress on the Vanishing Curse, even worse than Ron's.

Harry, Seamus, and Dean actually didn't fully master the Vanishing Curse, but compared with Ron and Neville, their progress is still more obvious, and they will have more confidence.

"It's obvious that you two are too stupid meow." Fish followed Ron's example, poking out a head from behind the curtain, "Fish and Hermione have taught you more than ten times, but you still can't remember when to wave your wand. jitter amplitude and timing."

When Fish was in the common room, he was not all asleep. Afterwards, he and Hermione helped several students practice the disappearing spell. The cat's eyesight and hearing were there, and he could very accurately point out where other people were. An error while casting a spell.

Harry and the others are able to make such great progress, and Mao Mao is absolutely indispensable.

Only Ron and Neville's progress has not been very obvious. Everyone knows that Neville's memory is not good, but Ron's situation is different...

"You seem a little absent-minded today meow," Fish pointed out Ron's question bluntly, "otherwise your progress wouldn't be so bad meow."

"Uh... Fish, you can see it..." Ron scratched his red hair without denying it.

"What's the matter with you, Ron?" Harry poked his head out, looking at his friend in surprise, wondering why he didn't discuss something with him.

Neville and the others also poked their heads out of the curtain, looking at Ron with red ears.

"It's not about the selection of Quidditch..." Ron sighed, and said, "I want to run for the new goalkeeper, but I don't have my own broomstick."

He had been a substitute in the Gryffindor Quidditch team for four years. Normally, he didn't need to be selected at all, and he could directly fill the vacancy after Wood left.

But because he didn't have his own broomstick, Ron could only continue to be his substitute.

"Isn't there a spare broom in the school? Can't you borrow one?" Dean, who didn't know much about the operation of the Quidditch team, asked curiously.

"It's okay to be a substitute, but official players must have their own broom." Ron explained: "After all, the intensity of the official game is relatively high, and the wear and tear of the broom is greater. It is impossible for the school to produce another broom and maintain it for you. .”

"And the school broom is too old a model to be used in competitions," Harry added.

"Can't the Academy pay you to buy one like when Harry was recruited into the team?" Neville asked.

"The team doesn't have that much money..." Both Harry and Ron showed a look of embarrassment, and explained: "Actually, Professor McGonagall put some money into Harry's Nimbus 2000. Bought it."

Ron sighed again, and said, "It's mainly because last year the Triwizard Tournament was held, and there was no Quidditch match, so the school didn't allocate funds to the team. Besides...my flying level is not like Harry's." With that high, the team would not hesitate to pay me to join the team.”

"Would you like Fish to give you one?" Maomao tilted her head and said, "Anyway, Fish will give Minerva one, but the money left by Fish may not be able to buy a very good broomstick." Meow."

"That's too expensive! I don't want it!" Ron was taken aback and quickly refused.

Harry, who also wanted to open his mouth to buy one for Ron, silently closed his mouth.

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