The Druid Master of Hogwarts

Although the common room was completely changed by Fisch, it was not a big deal for the senior students in Gryffindor. After being surprised, everyone talked and laughed and restored the lounge to its original state. .

　　 Then everyone sat down in the lounge in twos and threes and chatted about today's game.

Today’s game is still very happy for Gryffindor. After all, they defeated Slytherin, who has a super flying broomstick. The only regret is that as the hero of the victory, Harry was not only seriously injured, but also It was made worse by Lockhart.

　　 When everyone talked about this, they were all filled with righteous indignation.

　　 "I don't understand why Dumbledore hasn't fired that liar!"

　　 As Harry's best friend, Ron had the greatest grievances against Lockhart.

　　 "Probably because the Defense Against the Dark Arts class professor is not good enough to ask."

　　Simo shrugged helplessly. He had great opinions on Lockhart, but he didn't particularly want to drive him away like Ron.

Compared with other courses that explode at every turn, it’s much more comfortable to listen to Lockhart’s stories, and his stories are quite interesting. As long as he is not annoying in front of him, Seamus doesn’t matter. Hart left and left.

　　 And Lockhart usually doesn't have the time to harass these ordinary students. He just wants to rub Harry Potter's fame, and he doesn't care about other students at all.

　　 This also caused most students to have the same attitude towards Lockhart as Seamus. Although they despised him and regarded him as a joke, they did not particularly hate him and wanted to drive him away.

　　The one who had the most opinion on Lockhart was the professors of other subjects, except for Harry, who had been pestering him.

　　 "What's wrong with Harry, Meow?"

　　? (●φωφ●)?

　　 After tossing in the common room, Fisch went back to the dorm to sleep. He was awakened by the students who had returned. After he came out, he heard everyone talking about Harry.

　　 The curious kitty stopped Lee Jordan, who was nearest to him, and asked.

　　 Under Lee Jordan’s continual explanation, Fisch quickly understood what was happening on the Quidditch pitch.

　　 "Harry is in the infirmary again?"

　　?Ω?

　　 Feixu frowned, and decided to stop by to visit him when he visited the territory tonight.

　　 and...

　　 Why is Guidro again?

　　Fishu now has a worsening perception of this guy who is very good at telling stories.

　　 Especially after Professor McGonagall can hear some more interesting stories...

　　 is that the person who tells the story is much worse than Lockhart. The content of the story is more interesting, but it is not as fascinating as Lockhart's story.

　　Although he was quite critical of Professor McGonagall’s ability to tell stories, after nine o’clock in the evening, Fisch still ran to her office as usual.

　　 "Minerva~"?●ω●?

　　 Routinely threw himself into Professor McGonagall’s arms for a while, and Feish became a cat, lying on her lap and listening to the story.

　　Professor McGonagall also, as always, peddled the cat while telling the stories she had collected.

After a story ended, Fisch did not leave. The rain outside hasn't stopped. Obviously, he can't go to the Forbidden Forest tonight. Staying in the castle will have to be followed by the bad old man Dumbledore. Leva stay here for a while.

　　Because Dumbledore left a lot of the principal's work to Professor McGonagall, she didn't have any spare time to play with Phil after she finished telling the story.

　　 And Fei Xu didn't care, anyway, Professor McGonagall's desk was big enough, he could completely entertain himself with a quill pen on the desk outside of Professor McGonagall's work area.

　　 "Meow~"

　　? (=｀?′=)?

After playing with the quill for a while, Fisch became interested in the decorations on Professor McGonagall’s bookshelf again, so he dropped the quill without hesitation, turned his head and climbed onto the side of the bookshelf, and then began to fiddle with one. The rotating sight glass.

　　 The sight glass is a black magic detector commonly used by wizards. Its shape is generally similar to a glass top. When there are suspicious people around, it will light up and spin.

The sight glass that Fisch was playing with was already activated at this time, but Professor McGonagall didn’t care...because Dumbledore was waiting invisible at the door at this time. It’s abnormal if the sight glass didn’t respond. .

　　 But there is nothing special about the sight glass other than rotating and glowing. After playing for a while, Fisch quickly lost interest, and then he lay directly on the bookshelf and began to lick his fur.

It took a long time for Professor McGonagall. Dumbledore outside the door was almost finished playing a game with Monopoly. Feish walked out of it leisurely and walked directly to the infirmary on the same floor. go with……

　　 He still remembers that Harry was seriously injured today and was in the hospital at Mrs. Pomfrey. As a good friend of Harry, Fisch would of course want to visit him.

　　 It was late at night, and Madam Pomfrey had already fallen asleep. Fisch did not wake her up, but sniffed Harry into the ward quietly.

He came over at this time and didn’t want to disturb Harry’s rest. Fisch originally planned to come over and throw Harry a rejuvenation technique and leave, but after he walked into the infirmary, he heard from the ward. Voice.

　　 Finding that Harry hadn't rested yet, Fisch was naturally going to say hello to him. At the same time, he was also curious about who Harry was talking to at this late hour.

　　 "...Your roaming ball? You let that roaming ball hit me to death?"

　　As soon as he walked into the ward, Fisch heard Harry's roar full of anger.

　　"!"⊙ω⊙

　　 Feishu's paw that had just been lifted froze in an instant, and then he quickly lowered his body, and leaned silently towards Harry against the ground.

　　 Through the faint moonlight projected from the window, Fisch saw a small and thin figure standing on Harry's hospital bed.

　　Fei Xu couldn't be more familiar with this figure. It was a house elf.

　　 At this time, Dobby didn't notice Fisch's arrival, he was explaining his good intentions to an angry Harry in horror.

　　 "Dobby only hopes that Harry Potter will be slightly injured and sent home!"

　　 Am I slightly injured? !

　　 It's better than no explanation, which made Harry even more angry.

　　 If it weren't for his own skills~www.NovelMTL.com~, I would have been beaten into cerebral palsy by that crazy wandering ball!

　　Fish, who approached quietly, also understood at this time that the culprit who injured Harry was this strange house elf.

　　 "Meow!"

　　? (=`д'=)?

　　 When he came to Harry's bed, Feish kicked his hind legs abruptly, jumped up from behind Dobby, and pushed him onto Harry's body.

"what!"

　　 "Woo--!"

　　 Dobby and Harry yelled almost at the same time, but compared to Dobby who was thrown down by Feish, Harry’s yells seemed more miserable.

The pain of being held tightly by cat's claws is nothing to Dobby. The pain he usually suffers is much more serious than this. The main reason is that he was taken aback by the sudden appearance of Feish, so he was short-lived. After a cry of exclamation, he closed his mouth.

　　 But Harry was different. His grief was so terrible that he was almost overthrowing the roof.

This is because……

　　 Dobby, who was thrown by Feish, was just pressed against his long boned right arm.

　　 After finally getting used to Harry a little bit, he almost fainted without any pain because of this pressure.

　　……

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