The Druid Master of Hogwarts

It has been more than a month since the incident of the attack on Mrs. Norris, and the so-called heir of the secret room has not appeared since the words left on the wall.

The topic of secret rooms has become less popular among students, but it has not completely disappeared, but has maintained a moderate level.

Among the students, views on this matter gradually diverged.

Some students regarded this incident as a prank, thinking that it was just that some students were taking revenge on Filch.

But some people don't agree with this view, because Mrs. Norris and Fish have a good relationship. With his popularity in Hogwarts, even if it is to retaliate against Filch, the first choice will not be Luo Li. Mrs Liss is right.

The fathers on both sides said that the public was reasonable, and the mother-in-law said that the mother was reasonable, and they kept arguing about this issue, so they kept the topic hot.

But no matter what, everyone was not as nervous as they were at the beginning, either thinking that there was no secret room, or that the school had done something to prevent the murderer from acting rashly.

For Fish, it doesn't really matter if there is a successor in the secret room. The important thing is to find the guy who petrified Mrs. Norris and beat him hard.

It's just that because the other party has never appeared again, he has already given up looking for it, and plans to wait for Mrs. Norris to wake up and ask about it.

"Minerva~"? ●ω●?

That night, Fish came to Professor McGonagall again to hear the story.

Professor McGonagall, who was sitting at the desk writing something, raised her head. "You came just in time," she said to Fish. "Come here and sign your name."

Professor McGonagall picked up a piece of parchment and shook it at Fish.

"Meow?"

Fish leaned over curiously and saw a form that looked a little familiar—the Christmas detention list, which he signed once last year.

"It's Christmas again meow!"

?(●≧?≦●)?

Fisher cheered happily, then quickly signed his name on it.

"It's time for vacation again!"

After signing his name, Fish ran around the desk,

In addition to holidays, there are banquets and Christmas gifts, which are all things he likes.

However, Professor McGonagall's words calmed the excited kitten——

"Hurry up and get your Christmas cards ready this year."

"Meow!"

∑(●ΦДΦ●)

There is no need for Feixu to worry about giving gifts, but the pile of Christmas cards gave Feixu a headache. The more than 200 cards last year were written so that Feixu wanted to die.

And this year, there will only be more greeting cards to be written. Except for the class that has already graduated, those classmates who did not send Christmas gifts to him last year, but the classmates who sent him Christmas gifts, the polite Fei Xu must also make up. Plus this year's freshmen...

Let's put it this way, Fish has as many cards as there are students at Hogwarts now.

Fish felt a little dizzy at the thought of the workload in the future.

"Minerva~ Help Feixu Miao!"

?(●QДQ●)?

Fish quickly pounced on Professor McGonagall and pleaded.

"This can't be done. I have prepared Christmas gifts for you. You should prepare the greeting card yourself."

Professor McGonagall refused with a smile, but Feishe's handwriting is now above the standard, so she actually doesn't need to press Feishe to write.

So Professor McGonagall said after seeing Fischer drooping his ears, "However, I can teach you a spell that will make your job a lot easier."

The magic spell that Professor McGonagall spoke of was called the Copying Charm, which could copy a string of written words onto other paper, which was far more convenient than Muggle printing.

The copying spell may be a bit complicated for ordinary second-year students, but it is very simple for Fish. He just watched Professor McGonagall demonstrate it once, and then practiced a few times by himself, and then he could successfully cast it. .

Next, Fish only needed to use this magic spell to copy over 400 greeting cards, and then add different names, which greatly reduced his workload.

"Minerva is the best meow!"?●ω●?

Fish threw himself into Professor McGonagall's arms again, burying his head in her shoulder and rubbing hard a few times.

After that, there was the regular story-listening session. As always, Fishu lay in Professor McGonagall's arms and listened to an interesting story. Then she took a stack of greeting cards that Professor McGonagall had prepared for him, and left her room. office.

However, after Fischer came out, he did not walk outside the castle, but followed the stairs all the way up to the Room of Requirement on the eighth floor.

He planned to get all the cards tonight, and then hand them over to Professor McGonagall to help her prepare Christmas presents, because Fish also knew that it would not take a day or two to prepare more than 400 presents.

"Fish wants a room where you can write greeting cards..."

Muttering his request in a low voice, and walking three times in front of the wall opposite the tapestry, Fish walked into a room full of desks.

On every desk in the room, there are ink bottles of several colors, as well as quills of all shapes and sizes, on delicate bases.

Ink pots and quills are neatly arranged in two rows and placed on the upper edge of the table, and on the left hand side of the table, there are stacks of greeting cards of different colors, which are also outlined with gold and silver lines. A variety of gorgeous borders.

Fish looked at the cards on the table, and then at the cards that Professor McGonagall prepared for him...

(?ω?)

(●ΦωΦ●)ノ⌒*

Although these more than 400 greeting cards were prepared by dear Minerva for herself, I have to say that her taste is really not flattering.

So the kitten didn't hesitate at all, and threw the stack of greeting cards that looked very monotonous to the side.

Sitting down at a random table, Fischer stretched out his hand and took out a card. The card was blue as a whole, but the frame and patterns were bronze.

"This color scheme...a little familiar meow..."

Fish scratched his head, then looked at the other three-color greeting cards next to him, and finally came to his senses.

Isn't this the color scheme of the four academies in Hogwarts?

Sure enough, it was the right choice to ditch the greeting card Minerva gave.

Although he still uses the rewriting spell to prepare greeting cards, sending cards with different color schemes to the students of the corresponding colleges will certainly make him appear more attentive, and after seeing these four different greeting cards, Fish plans to give four College students prepare different congratulations.

Having been taught by Professor McGonagall for so long, Fish has become more and more comfortable with the human way of life.

From among the many quills, he picked a black and white quill that was the same color as his own, and Fish found the same bronze color as the greeting card pattern from a pile of ink.

Just when he was dipped in ink and was about to write a congratulatory message on the greeting card, he suddenly stopped.

Because an idea suddenly popped into Fish's mind, he would definitely not send fewer greeting cards in the future Christmas anyway, and the greeting cards of different colleges have to use different colors of ink, so why not prepare a few more templates? save it?

Although it is also possible to leave a few cards alone after copying the greeting cards, but compared to the scattered greeting cards, the black diary that he occasionally uses to sharpen his claws, but will not rot no matter how much tossing, is better. choice?

Thinking of this, Fish took out Riddle's black journal from his magic pocket, opened it, and wrote a series of congratulatory words praising wisdom on it... He remembered that Ravenclaw liked to emphasize this.

After writing the congratulatory speech, Feixu put down the quill in his hand and was about to change back to the cat form. When he added the iconic plum blossom paw print at the end of the text, he saw that the handwriting he had just written was flickering a few times. , as if being sucked in by paper and disappeared without a trace.

"Meow!"

∑(●ΦДΦ●)

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