The Druid Master of Hogwarts

The dinner party on Halloween was only at the beginning and was forced to end, which made Feish very unhappy. Although he went to the kitchen to find Comey and they came back with a supplementary meal, but the feeling was different.

Fortunately, there are snacks requested from various professors, which can soothe Fisch's injured little mind.

Especially the special candies given by Professor Youtou, which tasted very exciting, and he ate them all that evening.

"Little fat man, when will the next banquet be held?"

Fisch, who didn't want to go out because of the cold weather, rolled on the bed and rolled himself into a cat roll with the quilt, turning his head to ask Neville on the next bed.

"Then wait until Christmas."

Neville, who also wrapped himself in a quilt, replied: "However, there is a holiday for Christmas, and most people choose to go home, so the number of people at the Christmas banquet may be relatively small."

"Meow! Christmas!" (●?w?●)

But at this time, Fisch didn't care about the number of people, because he also had the impression that at Christmas, when this holiday came, he could receive a lot of gifts.

With banquets and gifts, Fisch is already looking forward to Christmas.

"Which time is Christmas? Can't I start meowing early?"

"Of course not," Neville replied, laughing and crying. "Christmas has nearly two months left."

"Meow... there's still so much time left... boring meow!"

Lost Fei Xu shrank his head, shrank his whole body into the bed, and then changed back to the cat form and began to sleep.

As long as he falls asleep, time will pass very fast, so Christmas will come sooner, right?

With this expectation, Fisch gradually fell asleep.

...

With the passing of Halloween, the temperature in England is also falling further.

The mountains near Hogwarts and the trees in the Forbidden Forest are covered with frost. The surface of the Black Lake has been completely frozen. Occasionally some little wizards will skate on it, but most of the time, outside the castle. There are few people.

Because the weather is too cold, and there is no snow, only frost, there is nothing fun outside at all.

Fisch also further reduced his time for outings. Even the event of visiting the Forbidden Forest with Hagrid on weekends, he also adjusted the time. Originally, he entered the forest early in the morning and only came out when the sun sets. Now it is almost noon. I just went in, and I came out at three or four o'clock in the afternoon.

Although in the past when he was wandering, Feishu would go around in the winter, but that was because there was not much difference between the temperature of his residence and the outside, and he could occasionally bask in the sun when he came out.

Since being adopted by Minerva, there has been a warm stove to bake in every winter. Fisch is not stupid. Why run outside in the cold? Does the fireplace and cushions smell bad?

The other little wizards obviously had the same ideas as Fisch. When everyone was not in class, they basically stayed in the dormitory, lazily not wanting to move.

The only exception is the members of the Quidditch team. Since November, the season of the Quidditch College Cup Championships has begun, and the first game is Gryffindor vs. Slytherin, so Wood’s latest If you have time, grab Harry and the others to train.

During this period of time, Fisch could see Scarheads almost every night. Their noses were red from the cold and their teeth were trembling. They returned to the dormitory, and then fell on the bed without saying a word, as if they were dead.

Fortunately, I was smart, and I was not fooled by that loud voice Wood, and ran to join some Quidditch team.

Seeing the tragic situation of Scarhead and Red Hair No. 4, Feish turned into a cat lying next to the stove, and thought triumphantly while pulling the golden snitch in his arms.

He had no interest at all in the flying broom now, let alone the Quidditch that Phish looked super troublesome.

But other Gryffindors are different. As the Quidditch game gets closer and closer, they all become restless. Even the little wizards from Muggle families, for the sake of the honor of the academy, are mostly Are all invested in it.

And because of the mini-game competition, everyone in Gryffindor has become closer. Out of friendship, they will also support everyone participating in the competition.

Fisch is no exception. Although he has no interest in Quidditch, he still appeared on the court with his classmates on the day of the game to cheer for Scarhead and them.

"Hongmao No.4, you don't have a meow to participate?"?w?

Fisch looked at Ron curiously. He remembered that Red Hair No. 4 had always followed Scarhead to participate in Quidditch training.

"Uh, I'm only a substitute player, and it's not my turn to play for the time being."

Ron scratched his cheek awkwardly, feeling a little fever on his face.

Before he was able to join the Quidditch team, he was already very excited, so he didn't think there was anything wrong with being a substitute, but after Fisch asked, Ron again felt that he was treated by his brothers at home. Depressed by the light to cover up.

However, Fei may not understand Ron's feelings. He continued to ask curiously: "What does the bench mean? Why can't you play?"

Although depressed in his heart, Ron answered Fisch's question honestly and explained to him why the bench players could not play.

Fei Xu absently listened to Ron's explanation. He just asked casually. As a large number of spectators entered the venue, various cheering banners or flags were raised around, and Fei Xu’s attention was colorfully drawn. Liquan was transferred away.

Even Neville, Seamus, and Dean’s roommates around him drew a huge banner with a stained bed sheet that said "Potter will win". Dean who is good at painting is still there. A big Gryffindor lion is drawn below the text.

Feixu looked around at these interesting banners, his little paws were about to move, and he wanted to find a chance to ran and pull twice. As for the big bed sheet behind him, he had already pulled it off, and there were cat paw prints on it.

"Meow! Minerva! I am here to meow!"? (●ΦwΦ●)?

While Fisch was looking at which banner to pull, he suddenly saw Professor McGonagall, so Fisch stood up immediately, waved his hands, and greeted her loudly.

Professor McGonagall smiled and waved to Fisch as a response, but he was a little nervous in his heart, worried that the little cat would make some moths during the game.

However, no matter how worried Professor McGonagall is, the game will continue. With Lee Jordan's passionate commentary, the teams from both sides began to enter the field.

There was loud cheers from the audience...

Fisch was taken aback.

"Meow!"∑(●ΦДΦ●)

Fisch quickly stretched out his hands to cover his cat ears. The noisy sound on the court was already a kind of torture to him, who had a keen hearing.

Should I find Minerva and the little guy to learn some spells for sound insulation...

This thought came up in Feish’s head~www.NovelMTL.com~ Such thoughts have actually sprouted up a long time ago. When he was tortured by the strange smell of Professor Quirrell, he thought about it. Is there a spell that can help him isolate the smell?

It's just that Feish really doesn't like reading books, especially after being tricked by Professor McGonagall to learn Transfiguration for a while, he is even more resistant to learning this matter.

If it’s as easy to master as the magic spells like fluorescent flashing, it’s okay. Fisch is afraid that it will take a long time to learn like Transfiguration, plus he usually avoids Professor Quirrell, it will have no effect. , So Fisch has never implemented this idea.

It wasn't until today that he encountered a noise attack again, and Fisch realized that his perceptual ability was too keen, and it was not entirely a good thing.

Feixu put the cat's ears back in a gloomy tone and continued to watch the game.

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