Master Druid at Hogwarts

Chapter 612

On Wednesday morning, Hogwarts professors and students had breakfast in the Great Hall as usual.

But Fish didn't focus on the food as usual, instead he ate his breakfast absent-mindedly, while stretching his neck from time to time, looking outside.

As the first owl delivering the letter flew into the auditorium, Fish simply put down the knife and fork in his hand, looking expectantly at the owls that kept flying in from outside.

Maomao's strange state naturally attracted the attention of other people, and everyone subconsciously followed him to look outside.

After a while, four owls flew in with a long package hanging.

"Did I just see this scene not long ago?" Ron froze for a moment, then turned to Harry and asked.

And Angelina Johnson, who has become the captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch team, is excited.

"Is Fish planning to join the Quidditch team?!"

Even the professors on the teacher's table looked over curiously, and Dumbledore even whispered in Professor McGonagall's ear: "If Fish also participates in the competition, then this year's Quidditch Cup should be There is no suspense."

Professor McGonagall said strangely: "But... Fish didn't mention this to me? Johnson didn't come to report to me..."

Four owls flew over Fisch's head, and then gently placed the package in front of him...

Hermione couldn't help twitching the corners of her mouth as she looked at the "Daily Prophet" that was almost thrown into the soup by an owl just now.

"Minerva~"

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Maomao didn't even open the package, and rushed to the teacher's desk with the broomstick in his hand, and handed it over.

"Happy birthday meow!"

"For me?" Professor McGonagall was surprised and delighted.

Of course, she didn't forget that today was her birthday, but she was looking forward to the birthday party that Fish prepared for her tonight, but she did not expect that Fish would give her a broomstick.

Professor McGonagall couldn't restrain the joy in his heart and smiled there, and said in a complaining tone: "Why buy such an expensive thing? I don't ride a broom much anymore."

Even though she said so, her hands were not slow at all, and she quickly opened the package.

"Fire, Firebolt!"

Ms. Huo Qi, who was not far away, was the first to exclaim.

The students below all stood up with a bang, and stretched their necks to look at the broomstick in Professor McGonagall's hand.

Although two years have passed, the Firebolt is still the most perfect broom for competitions, and it is also the special broom for all kinds of official Quidditch matches, and it is the first choice that any Quidditch player dreams of!
It represents the highest level of craftsmanship of the current flying broom. Its broom handle is refined from ash wood. It is streamlined and extremely exquisite. All are unique.

Every twig of the tail has been sifted to perfection for its streamlined shape, ensuring its unrivaled balance and precision.

The handle can be selected from polished ebony, birch branches or hazel branches according to personal preference. Fish personally prefers the birch handle with the strongest impact, but after considering the situation of Professor McGonagall, he still chooses to handle it more. Sensitive hazel wood handle.

The iron parts made by goblins enhance the stability of the Firebolt and its strength in bad weather conditions, especially the pedals with anti-slip function, which are especially important for Quidditch players.

At the long table in Gryffindor, Ron was so envious that he burst into tears. He suddenly felt that the Nimbus 2000 that his brothers bought for him was not so fragrant.

"George, Fred, and Angelina will all be graduating next year... My flying class is not bad, so I should be selected." Ginny said faintly, and talked back and forth between the twins and Ron. scan.

The three people she was following all pretended not to hear, whistled, and carefully studied the decoration above the auditorium.

Professor McGonagall fondled the broom that looked like a work of art in his hand. After a while, he asked in surprise, "Where did you get so much money?"

Two years have passed, and the Firebolt, whose performance is still the best in the market, naturally cannot reduce the price, and it is still so touching.

"It's the prize money from the competition last semester, meow!"

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Mao Mao raised her head triumphantly and said, "When Fisher gave Minerva her birthday for the first time, it was like giving you this broomstick. Unfortunately, the money is not enough, meow, and it takes money to sell things for George and Fred." It's been a long time... Fortunately, the competition was held, meow!"

Professor McGonagall was so moved by this, she excitedly hugged Mao Mao into her arms, held his head in her arms, and kissed him hard on the cheek several times.

After the kiss, she complained cheerfully again: "This is too wasteful, I don't ride a broom very much now..."

"Then you can hang it in your room, meow," Fisher said proudly, who still had no concept of money, "Anyway, this broom looks pretty pretty."

And Ms. Huo Qi, who was in charge of teaching the students flying lessons, came over at some point, and said shyly, "Or you can lend me a ride for a few days first."

Professor McGonagall gave her a sideways glance, and then used her body to block her eyes that coveted her broomstick. The meaning of refusal was very obvious.

Dumbledore poked the fried egg on the plate with a fork depressedly, it was so difficult for him to ask for a birthday present, and Fish was working for the Weasley twins and participating in the top three in order to deliver Firebolts to Professor McGonagall. Win prizes in competitions...

If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have given Fish to Professor McGonagall to raise him!

Under the envious eyes of all the professors, Professor McGonagall cheerfully finished breakfast today, returned to his office with the Firebolt in his hand, and found a conspicuous place to give it to him as Fish suggested. hung up...

It's one thing that she doesn't ride a broom very much now, and on the other hand, she is not willing to ride a broom. If she accidentally scratches or breaks it, it will be too distressing.

After staring happily at the Firebolt on the wall for a while, Professor McGonagall left the office and ran to teach the students.

Fish, on the other hand, basically fell asleep for today's class as usual. After dinner, he still went to Professor McGonagall's office and started writing his homework under her supervision.

"Minerva~ Fish can use a shorthand pen now?"

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Maomao stared at Professor McGonagall pitifully with big watery eyes.

He wanted to take advantage of Professor McGonagall's good mood today to get back his right to use the artifact for homework...

When Ron received the Nimbus 2000, he became very talkative for several days in a row, and he didn't even care about the people in Slytherin mocking him.

This is part of the reason why Mao Mao will give Professor McGonagall a birthday present in front of the teachers and students of the school this morning.

To Fisher's surprise, Professor McGonagall turned his back on the cat!

She only heard her resolutely refuse: "No!"

"Minerva, you big villain! Fish is starting to hate you again, meow!"

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　I bought some snacks... I didn't notice that there was a buy one get one free event, but a large box was delivered today...

　　Save it for Children's Day and give it to relatives' children.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)