Master Druid at Hogwarts

Chapter 112 He Only Feels Noisy
Harry Potter feels that he has been unlucky lately.

He couldn't find Nicole Flamel, and was forced by Hermione, an extremely serious girl, to read several books bigger than his head.

After finally waiting for the second Quidditch match to approach, Harry wanted to take this opportunity to relax, but was suddenly told by Wood that the referee for this match was actually Snape, the guy who wanted to kill him.

Let alone relax now, he has been so nervous recently that he can't even eat anything.

And as the news spread, Harry's anxiety spread to other Gryffindors.

Except for Fish, of course, because he wasn't interested in Quidditch at all.

Just as Harry and the others were feeling uneasy, the time came to the day of the second Quidditch match in Gryffindor.

Harry and the other participating players went to the stadium first to prepare before the game, and the rest of the Gryffindor students also rushed to the game site one after another.

Ron and Hermione rushed to the dressing room early to cheer for Harry, while Neville took the banner they made last time and went to the stadium to occupy a seat. Dean and Seamus hung all kinds of cheers on their bodies After supplies, also ready to leave.

Only Fish was still lying on his bed, he just wanted to take a good rest after eating his snacks.

"Fish, don't you want to watch Quidditch? You know, if we win today, we will be able to catch up with Slytherin in points! If Angelina and the others can score a few more goals, it won't be a bad idea to surpass Slytherin." Impossible! But this time the referee is Professor Snape, he will definitely target our team... This damn black whistle!"

Dean, who was wearing a special hat for cheering Gryffindor, stopped suddenly when he passed Fish's bed, extended an invitation to him, and kept talking non-stop.

He used to quarrel with Seamus for a long time because of the question of which is more interesting, football or Quidditch, but now he has been captured by Quidditch, and he and Seamus have become close friends instead.

However, the little cat on the bed just lazily opened its eyes, tilted its head and glanced at him, then turned over and turned its back to him, clearly expressing its rejection.

Although the weather has gotten warmer recently, Fish still doesn't want to move much, let alone go to watch that noisy and boring Quidditch match.

"Forget it, Dean, if Fish doesn't want to go, don't force him to go."

Simo on the side saw that Dean still wanted to persuade him, so he hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, and at the same time he winked and gestured frantically at Dean.

Although no one could blame Fish for the last match with Slytherin, it would be better to make him less messy if possible.

"Huh? Seamus, are you... sick?"

Dean looked at the crooked friend in front of him inexplicably, but didn't understand what he meant.

"..."

Simo's shoulders slumped down suddenly, and he rolled his eyes at this dull friend speechlessly, then he didn't explain much at all, went up to grab Dean's shoulders, and pushed him out of the dormitory go.

"Let's go, let's go! If you don't hurry up, there will be no place for you!"

When the two left, only Fish in the form of a tabby cat was left in the dormitory... and Striped Mouse.

However, after Fisch mastered the living body transformation, he never went to play with Banban again, but would give him a little snack from time to time to add to the weight of this fat mouse.

As for Neville's raised toad, Ryff, he was still missing as usual.

Since it would be forgotten by its owner in a corner every three days or so, Fish would often hear Raffle talking about escaping from Neville, his irresponsible owner.

With the faint cheers coming from outside the window, Fisher, who was staying in the dormitory, shook his ears, knowing that the game had already started.

Fish rolled on the bed, stretched on his back.

"Meow~" (=￣ω￣=)

After stretching, Fish adjusted his posture, found a comfortable state, and went to sleep.

It's a pity that Fish didn't sleep for too long this time. He only squinted for a while before he heard a burst of noise coming from outside the dormitory. Those Gryffindor students who were watching the game seemed to be is already back.

They cheered loudly and kept calling Scarhead's name.

"Meow?"

With Fisch's limited understanding of Quidditch, as long as Scarhead catches the golden ball, the game is considered a victory and the game is over. Listening to the movement outside, this is the end of the match, and Scarhead caught the golden ball?
I feel like this game ended a little too soon...

Anyway, it was too noisy to sleep, so the curious Fish turned over and jumped off the bed, and walked out of the dormitory to the common room.

At this time, a group of people were in the common room, expressing their joy in various ways. They danced and danced, shouting incoherently with completely incomprehensible voices.

After seeing Fish, Dean Thomas immediately rushed up and hugged him.

"You know Fish! We won! Harry caught the Snitch in less than 5 minutes!"

Heiwa Dian was very excited. He held Fish high and circled in the common room, completely ignoring the murderous gaze cast by the girl.

And Fish couldn't understand his excitement, he just felt noisy.

With a twist of his body, he broke free from Dean's hands, and Fish fell on his upturned face. With four paws kicking on the dark face, Fish turned somersaults in the air, with a cat The human form fell lightly to the ground.

"What does this have to do with me, I don't like Quidditch!" ω

Fish rolled his eyes at the excited Hei Wa, turned around and walked out of the dormitory.

It's too noisy here now, and he plans to go to Minerva's to find some peace and quiet.

And isn't Scarhead the one who wins?No one else was there, so what's so exciting about this group of people...

Fish still couldn't understand these people's enthusiasm for Quidditch, he left the Gryffindor dormitory in a daze, and ran to Professor McGonagall's office.

"Minerva~" ●ω●

"Fish? Why are you here?"

Professor McGonagall seemed to be in a good mood, she hugged Fish who rushed over, and kissed him on the forehead.

"It's too noisy in the dormitory, meow."ω

Fish shook his head and rubbed against Professor McGonagall's arms, complaining unhappily: "Fish can't even sleep well."

"Because we won the game today, everyone will naturally have a lot of fun."

Professor McGonagall smiled and rubbed Fish's head, explaining to him.

"Let's have fun?" Fish's ears twitched in an instant, but he remembered that Minerva said that during the holidays, there would be a lot of fun, "Is there a banquet?!" (●ω● )
Fish didn't feel hungry before, that was for ordinary food, but if it was banquet-level food, it would be different.

"There is no banquet." Unfortunately, in the next second, Minerva shattered his expectations, and when Fisher's expression dimmed, she changed the subject again, "But... a small celebration is very interesting. possible."

Professor McGonagall knew the group of students in his college very well. With George and Fred, the two troublemakers, they would probably go to the kitchen to get some food and go back to the dormitory, and hold a celebration party or something.

"That's boring meow..."

Fish curled his lips, not very interested.

After winning the game against Slytherin before, he participated in the so-called celebration party, that is, he got a cake from the kitchen, and then everyone took out snacks to make it together. It would be better if he went to the kitchen to eat it himself. ...

Also very noisy.

I thought it would be different when Minerva said "have a lot of fun", but it turned out to be a celebration.

Fish, who lost interest, turned back into a cat form, then jumped onto Professor McGonagall's desk, found an open place to lie down, put his paws in his arms, narrowed his eyes and began to doze off.

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　Today, the jaw joint is getting more and more painful. It hurts to swallow saliva, and the pain has spread to the ears. Then I went to the hospital for a check-up and was diagnosed with internal jaw arthritis. The doctor said that it may be caused by being too tired or staying up late...

　　It must be that I usually have a hard time coding.

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　　After seeing Malfoy's ad for the mobile game... it's... quite bald.

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　　Thanks to book friends 20180313055324728 (the one who gave me the first book...), Luo Xing Han for their rewards.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)