The Druid Master of Hogwarts

Feixu couldn't stand the entanglement of the bad old man, and he finally exchanged half of the dried fish with the candy and the promise to "please invite him to eat more snacks when he came to the office".

The old and the young sat on the revolving steps, nibbling on the dried fish made by Filch with relish. When they worked together to solve the dried fish, the stairs just reached the top.

At the end of the spiral staircase is a gleaming oak door with a brass knocker in the shape of a griffin...

It looks a bit like Ravenclaw's dormitory door.

So Fish quickly got up from the steps excitedly and reached out to slap the knocker above.

The door knocker was slapped loudly by Fish, but the griffin above it didn't move.

"Meow?" Fish looked back at Dumbledore. "It's broken."

"It's not like that, Fish," Dumbledore rubbed Fish's little head, and then he avoided it in disgust, "My door is different from Ravenclaw's, it can't speak. ."

As Dumbledore spoke, he stepped forward and knocked gently on the door twice. The oak door opened in response, but Fish was not happy...

"Why doesn't it come on when I knock it?!" (?Φˇ?ˇΦ?)

Fish stared at the griffin on the door with a fierce look in his eyes.

"Aren't you looking for the Sorting Hat?"

Just when Fish was about to take off the door knocker, Dumbledore's fluffy remarks instantly diverted his attention.

"Come on meow!"?(?)?

Fisch dropped the brass knocker that seemed to despise him, turned his head and jumped into the principal's office.

As soon as he entered this spacious circular room, Fish saw the Sorting Hat he was thinking of, which was placed on a huge table and was very conspicuous.

"Meow~"?(=ΦωΦ=)?

Fish jumped up on the table and turned into a gray shadow on the Sorting Hat.

"Ouch! It's you kid again!"

The Sorting Hat, who was pinned down by Fish, shouted in a twisted voice, "Don't pin me down! I can't even open my mouth!"

Fish moved away and fiddled with the Sorting Hat with his little paw a few times to straighten it, but the already wrinkled Sorting Hat looked even more shrivelled because it had just been pressed by Fish.

"Listen, little guy," the Sorting Hat twisted a few times to make it look a little taller, and then said seriously to Fish: "Although I'm glad you like me, you have to be right. I have the respect I deserve."

The Sorting Hat made a gesture that was probably about raising his chest, and said proudly: "I am the sorting hat of Hogwarts, the smartest magic hat that brings together the thoughts of the Big Four!"

"Meow?"

Fish put his little paw into the big mouth of the Sorting Hat, and took it twice out of curiosity.

"Listen to me!"

The Sorting Hat with the cat's paw in its mouth murmured.

Fish pulled out his claws, then bit down on the tip of the Sorting Hat, shaking his head and tossing it around.

A guy with no fighting ability, there are so many words, Fish must teach it a lesson and let it know who is the boss!

"Dumbledore! Stop him!"

The Sorting Hat, with only one mouth, could only ask Dumbledore for help.

Dumbledore, who had been watching the play next to him, said cheerfully: "By the way, Fish, this is Fox, come and get to know him."

Dumbledore beckoned, and a large red and gold bird flew over from a high gilded perch behind the door and landed beside Fish.

"Meow?"

Fish let go of the sorting hat in his mouth and looked at the big bird curiously.

The feathers on its body are very beautiful, but there is no luster, and the spirit of the whole bird looks a little sullen.

At the same time, in Feishu's perception, its life breath is also a little weak, and Feixu has felt this feeling in some elderly cats, humans and other animals.

Of course, the bad old man is not included in this list, and his vitality is too strong to be an old man.

"Wow..."

Fox's voice seemed a little weak. After saying hello to Fish, it lowered its head and rubbed near Fish's neck.

"Meow~"

Fish touched Fox's beak lightly with the tip of his nose, and responded kindly.

If it were normal, Fish had seen such a dying bird, he would have asked Dumbledore to come and taste it.

However, although this big bird named Fox has a weak vitality, at the same time there is an aura that makes Fish very comfortable and close, so he can't give birth to the thought of wanting to eat Fox.

The reason why Feishu felt comfortable and cordial was because of the nirvana characteristics of the phoenix, and his natural heart, which was extremely sensitive to the breath of life, naturally liked the creature like the phoenix, thus affecting Feixu.

After a simple exchange, Fox showed a tired look, and Fish thought for a while, and put his little paws on its wings.

【Stabilization Technique】

This spell does not prolong the lifespan of creatures, but it can make those who are dying feel more comfortable.

A faint green light flashed across Feishu's little paws, and Fox, who was originally sick, was instantly refreshed, and the feathers on his body also had a little luster.

"Hey—!"

Even Fox's chirping sound became airy.

There was a flash of light in the blue eyes behind the half-moon lenses, and Dumbledore further confirmed that Fish was not just a born Animagus.

But at this time, Dumbledore had no idea of ​​continuing to pursue it.

In the past, Dumbledore would maintain a certain degree of vigilance against Fisch. In addition to his status as a mystery, the most important thing was that Fisch would occasionally show the danger of being a predator.

But just now, the compassion shown by Fish and the magic full of "love" completely reassured Dumbledore.

The innocent little Fish is occasionally mischievous, but his essence is not the same as Tom Riddle's thoughtful little villain. As long as they guide them well, with Fish's talent, he will be an amazing person in the future. wizard.

After letting go of his guard, Dumbledore no longer deliberately resisted the intimacy brought by animal affinity. He opened the cabinet beside him, took out all his snacks, and filled the entire table.

"Come, Fish, and thank you for everything you've done to Fox. These are my gifts."

Dumbledore smiled like a grandfather who just got his grandson.

"Meow!"?●ω●?

The bad old man's collection is really a bit large, and Fisher excitedly threw himself into the pile of snacks in front of him.

After a lot of picking, Fish was pleasantly surprised to find a snack in the pile of snacks that he had always wanted to try, but Minerva never wanted to buy for himself.

Fischer slapped the box open with a slap, and a few swarthy cockroaches quickly crawled out of the cracks in the box.

It's just that Fish was faster. He waved his small claws to hold down two of the cockroaches, then lowered his head and picked up one of the cockroaches, purring happily as he gnawed.

Dumbledore fished the other fleeing cockroaches into his hands, his blue eyes shining brightly.

"You like cockroaches too, don't you? What a good boy with vision!"

The Sorting Hat, Fox, and the group of portraits of former principals pretending to be asleep on the wall: "..."

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