The Druid Master of Hogwarts

With Fish by his side, even if he had gone to bed, the Mandrakes were much more peaceful than normal, so the process of changing their pots went smoothly.

After taking off the earmuffs, Professor Sprout reluctantly reminded the other students repeatedly that the mandrakes under normal circumstances are much more troublesome than today, for fear that they will die if they are not careful one day.

It seems that when dealing with some relatively dangerous plants in the future, you must first set aside Feish...

At first, Professor Sprout just thought about how to keep Fishh from affecting her teaching, but she soon realized that she could also use Fish's peculiar influence on plants to let other students go further. Get in touch with some of the more troublesome plants.

How to operate it, Professor Sprout still needs to think about it, and it is estimated that he will need to find Feish to cooperate with him for a few times.

Thinking about it this way, Feixu really is a baby bump!

In retrospect, Professor Sprout cast a coveted look at Fish.

How did Fish get adopted by Minerva first?

She sighed inwardly, annoyed why she was not a cat Animagus.

Philip didn't know that after Professor Flitwick, he was targeted by Professor Sprout. After he had a good sleep, he was woken up by Harry and the others, and then returned with everyone. in the castle.

Harry, who had been tired for a whole class, ran back to the eighth floor to take a shower, and then hurried to the Transfiguration classroom on the first floor. Professor McGonagall hated being late.

As for Fish, who had slept for a whole class, he naturally arrived at the Transfiguration classroom early. Besides him, the Ravenclaws who were taking classes with Gryffindor had already arrived and were surrounding Fish. , talk to him in a different way.

As Professor McGonagall stepped into the classroom, everyone quickly sat down in their respective positions, and even Fei Xu sat upright and looked like he was listening to the class.

After a relaxing summer vacation, Professor McGonagall knew that most of the students' Transfiguration would definitely degrade to a certain extent. In order to grasp their current level, she directly asked everyone to transform a beetle in this class. into buttons.

Compared with the final exam, which requires turning mice into snuff bottles, this test is already very easy. In her prediction, most students should be able to succeed... There may be a little stumbling in the process.

However, the reality gave Professor McGonagall a heavy blow.

On the Gryffindor side, apart from the talented Fish and the master Hermione, only Parvati Patil from Tianzhu barely succeeded.

It was good that Harry and Neville were chasing the beetles all over the table.

Ron's wand was cracking and crackling, sparks from time to time, and every time he tried to deform, he was greeted by a cloud of grey smoke that smelled of rotten eggs. The package made everyone move away from him involuntarily.

And Seamus, an explosion madman, directly caused the beetle to emerge from Mars...

In sharp contrast to Gryffindor, it was Ravenclaw who took classes with them. Although most of the buttons they conjured were relatively simple and didn't have any pretty patterns, they basically completed Professor McGonagall's task. .

This made Professor McGonagall, the dean of Gryffindor, very embarrassed. Her expression became very ugly not long after the class started, even after Fish and Hermione handed over two of the most beautiful shapes in the class. The buttons didn't make her complexion any better.

So when the lunch bell rang, the Gryffindor students didn't dare to look at Professor McGonagall's face that was dripping with ink, and rushed out of the classroom as if running away.

"Idiot... useless... stuff..."

Ron tapped the table with his duct tape-covered wand, cursing in exasperation.

Because his wand was second-hand, it had always been difficult to use. After this damage, it became even more uncontrollable.

"Write a letter home and ask for another one."

Harry looked at the wand in Ron's hand that could explode at any time, and suggested sincerely.

However, Ron did not take this extremely correct suggestion.

"Yeah, another roaring letter," he shoved his wand into his bag, while pretending to imitate his mother's tone, "Your wand broke, it's all your fault..."

The real reason is...

poverty.

It's just that Harry didn't notice the financial embarrassment of his friend, and he kept persuading him on the way to the auditorium, which caused Ron's mood to remain low.

It wasn't until they sat down beside Neville and Dean that the sensitive Dean sensed Ron's embarrassment and interrupted Harry's blind behavior.

"Speaking of which, what class is in the afternoon?"

"Defense Against the Dark Arts class," replied Neville, who was flipping through the timetable.

"Oh...damn..."

Everyone let out a groan of pain in unison. In less than a day, they had already seen Lockhart's brazenness and vanity. At this time, they didn't even realize that Lockhart's name was not true.

"I used to admire him quite a bit."

Seamus scratched his hair and explained to a group of students with wide-eyed eyes around him: "My mother is a fan of his books, so this semester's textbooks are actually available in my family very early, and I have also read some... ... Lockhart in the book is very wise and skilled."

Then his face collapsed, and he sighed helplessly: "If Mom knew that Lockhart was actually this kind of virtue, she would definitely be very sad."

"Actually, my mother is also his book fan..." Ron was silent for a moment, then echoed, but he quickly shrugged again, "But in our family, only my mother is his book fan."

The words of the two were quickly recognized by more people, and then everyone discovered that almost all of Lockhart's book fans were female relatives of their family.

Several senior boys even said that their older sisters, who had already graduated, were no less fanatical about Lockhart than the girls in the school are now fond of Fish.

Then everyone looked at Fish, who was surrounded by girls as usual, with a tacit understanding.

"In other words, if there is no Fish, they are likely to treat Lockhart like this?"

Ron pointed to the group of girls not far away.

It seems to be reminiscent of the picture in Ron's mouth, and the boys all fought a cold war.

"Don't say such horrible things!" Dean screamed and rubbed his arms. "I got goosebumps!"

"Thanks to Feixu..."

With food in his mouth, Neville sighed vaguely, which was unanimously approved by everyone.

Fei Xu didn't know that he had inexplicably brushed another wave of favorability on the boy's side. After lunch, he ran to the yard by the black lake, turned into a cat form, and took a nap in the sun.

Senior Sister Xia Pei was sitting beside him, holding the comb that Professor McGonagall gave to Fish, and gently combing his fur.

But this peaceful situation didn't last long. After a while, there was a loud noise from the other side of the yard, which awakened Feishu, who was taking a nap.

"Meow? There seems to be something interesting happening there, I'll go and see meow!" (●ΦωΦ●)

Fish took back the comb in Xia Pei's hand, and ran to the noisy place.

Sharpe Evans' face darkened, he stood up and patted the grass clippings on his body, and walked over there.

She wanted to see, who is not afraid of death, dare to disturb her cat!

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