The Druid Master of Hogwarts

"This, this... what's going on?"

Professor McGonagall's eyes gradually adapted to the surrounding light, and he looked a little stunned when he looked at the new common room and the students who were standing full.

"Minerva, happy birthday meow~"

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The kitten in her arms repeated it again.

Immediately following, the surrounding students also said in unison: "Happy birthday, Professor McGonagall!"

She just reacted.

Glancing at Dumbledore, who was standing aside and looking at him with a smile, Professor McGonagall rubbed the cat's head in his arms habitually, and then...

Put your face down.

"Don't sleep at night! Don't you have class tomorrow?!"

After successfully stunning everyone, she showed a relieved smile and said, "Thank you, I'm willing to accompany this little guy Fisher."

"Feixu didn't mess around, meow!"

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The kitten protested angrily, and then was rubbed by Professor McGonagall's head, and could only continue to let out "Ahhhhhh".

After brutally bullying his own cat, and venting his surprise, Professor McGonagall squatted down and kissed Feishu's little face forcefully.

"Good boy, why did you remember to celebrate my birthday?"

"Isn't it because Hermione's mother bought her a birthday present when she was in Diagon Alley? Then Fish thought of Minerva, meow."

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As Fisher answered honestly, his eyes widened, showing a "please praise me" expression.

"Mua!"

Professor McGonagall did not hesitate to praise, and directly gave the good cat a big kiss.

"Right meow..." The complimented Fish was very happy, and quickly took out the gift he had prepared from his pocket and gave it to Professor McGonagall, "Minerva, this is what Fish bought for you. birthday present meow!"

Originally, other Gryffindor students also wanted to prepare birthday gifts for Professor McGonagall, but they were stopped by Sharpe.

This time to celebrate Professor McGonagall's birthday, Fish is the protagonist, they don't need to be the main character, and...

The gifts they could give were nothing to Professor McGonagall.

Just like she didn't care what gift Fishu gave her now, Professor McGonagall put the gift in her pocket without even looking at it, hugging the kitten and kissing her again.

"Thank you! I really, really like Fish's gift!"

"But Minerva, you didn't even open the box, meow..."

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"Because no matter what Fish gave Mommy, Mommy's going to love it!"

Professor McGonagall put his arms around the kitten's neck and rubbed his cheek as he replied.

"Meow?!"

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The kitten's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Then Fish gave Minerva's Compound Decoction, you will like me too?!"

Professor McGonagall: "..."

Gritting his teeth fiercely and suppressing the idea of ​​beating the little skin cat, Professor McGonagall replied in disbelief, "Of course I would like it, but drinking it or not is another matter."

"What's the point of that meow..."

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The kitten's bright eyes suddenly dimmed,

He pouted indifferently.

Today is a happy day... can't beat him, can't beat him, can't beat him...

Professor McGonagall closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths, once again suppressing his intention to do something to the little skin cat.

"Fish, don't you want birthday cake? Professor McGonagall is here, and it's time for the party to begin."

Senior Sister Xia Pei on the side stood up in time to stop a certain little skin cat from continuing to kill.

"By the way, eat cake meow!"

When it came to food, the kitten regained its energy again. He dragged Professor McGonagall to the long table that was joined together, pointed to the cake on the table and said excitedly, "This is Comey and the others. Meow after a long time, Fish wants the top two cats!"

Professor McGonagall and Fisher sat on the main seat together, and then greeted the surrounding students, "You guys also sit down together and try this birthday cake..."

She paused and then said, "Go back to bed early after eating, you will have class tomorrow."

Because Professor McGonagall didn't have the usual stern expression when he said this, everyone didn't feel scared, and sat down around the big long table giggling.

At the same time, Comey and other elves, who had been waiting in the kitchen for a long time, quickly brought drinks and some snacks to the long table. Because the birthday cake was big enough, no other staples were prepared.

Professor McGonagall and Fish held a long table knife together, cut the birthday cake into countless pieces, and distributed it to the others.

Of course, the two cream tabby cats at the top of the cake were given to Fish as a matter of course.

In the midst of laughter, the headmaster of Gryffindor, her cat and the students, as well as the headmaster of Hogwarts, ate the huge birthday cake together.

"Okay," Professor McGonagall resumed his usual sternness after everything was taken away by the house-elves, "I'm very grateful to you for preparing an unforgettable birthday party for me, but now, you should go back to sleep already."

Unlike Fish, a night owl, everyone's work and rest is relatively normal. After a night of trouble, most people have already yawned, so they obediently obeyed Professor McGonagall's instructions, and said good night to each other and went to their dormitories. go.

After a while, the originally crowded common room became empty.

"You also go back to sleep obediently for me!"

Professor McGonagall picked up the little skin cat who was about to run away, and tapped his head gently.

"But Fishu still wants to go to the Forbidden Forest to find Lou Wei to play meow!"

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Fischer danced and struggled hard, because the kitten was so excited right now at the birthday party that she didn't want to sleep at all.

"No! It's very late now, go back to sleep for me!"

"How can you do this meow?!"

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She thought that she was celebrating Professor McGonagall's birthday today, and the kitten, who might be open to her, was dumbfounded.

"Crossing the river and demolishing the bridge! Ingratitude! Turning face and not recognizing anyone! Fischer hates Minerva the most, meow!"

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The kitten shouted out all the words she knew that were suitable for this scene, and then ran back to her bedroom angrily.

Of course, Professor McGonagall wouldn't care about such trivial matters, anyway, the little skin cat would have forgotten all about it in the morning.

"So, are you going to continue to deploy vigilance spells, Albus?"

She raised an eyebrow at Dumbledore and asked.

At this time, Professor McGonagall had already guessed that the so-called vigilance spell was just an excuse for Dumbledore to lie to her, but this matter itself, she felt it was worth doing...

Of course, the premise is that Dumbledore really has the so-called way.

"No need," Dumbledore smiled and shook his head, "I think Mrs. Fatty can do the job well. After all, even my headmaster was stopped outside without a password, right? And..."

He shrugged and continued: "I think you guessed it, I don't actually have the kind of sophisticated spells that can screen out students individually."

Professor McGonagall showed an expression like this, rolled his eyes and said good night to Dumbledore, then returned to his office.

At this time, she had time to look at the birthday present that Fish gave her.

Unpacking the gift paper with the cat's paw pattern on it, Professor McGonagall took out the golden snitch ornament in the shape of a cat's head.

After a simple play, Professor McGonagall saw through the spells attached to this cat head shape. He already knew its function and the corresponding activation method without having to read the manual.

So she turned off the lamp she was using without hesitation, and put the cat-head Snitch ornament that Fisher had given her on the desk.

Then, Professor McGonagall activated the magic rune above, lighting up the floating cat head.

The golden cat's hair emitted a bright but not dazzling white light, re-illuminating Professor McGonagall's office.

At the same time, the base below also shone with golden light. It was an inscription carved in a special way, and it only appeared when the cat's head was lit.

Professor McGonagall looked down, and what appeared on the base were two short lines of golden writing:

Happy birthday mom.

- always love you, Phish

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