The Druid Master of Hogwarts

Although in Gryffindor, Harry has a similar popularity to Fish (only for boys), but on Filch's side, the popularity of the Savior is not so good.

Filch, who ignored Harry's savior status, found them a hard job - cleaning the cellar.

It was also the first time that Harry knew that there was a cellar about the size of the auditorium hidden directly under the auditorium.

"The things in the cellar have been temporarily removed. Your task tonight is to clean up this place."

Filch threw the bucket and mop and other tools at the feet of Harry and the others, and then pointed to the bony, gray cat next to him.

"Remember, don't use magic, Mrs Norris will be watching you."

"You are joking?!"

Malfoy couldn't keep up his pretentiousness any longer, and screamed with wide eyes.

"Rejoice," Filch grinned, revealing a sullen smile, and said regretfully, "That is, the old-fashioned way of punishment in the past is now abolished... Hang your wrists and put You hang from the ceiling for days at a time. I still have those chains in my office, and I often oil them, maybe one day they will come in handy..."

It seems that not only the popularity of the Savior is not very good, but even Malfoy's almighty father is not working here in Filch.

This is probably the only good news in tonight's lockdown.

Harry thought bitterly, and glanced at Malfoy not far away. At this time, he seemed to be like a chicken strangled by his neck, and he didn't dare to make a sound at all, obviously because of Filch's words. frightened.

In fact, Harry reckoned that his face would not look very good... After all, this cellar is really too big.

After frightening Harry and the others, Filch nodded in satisfaction and left the cellar with the oil lamp in his hand. He didn't have much time to waste here. These little bastards are not the twins, and they don't need to be themselves. Supervise yourself.

After Filch left, Harry and the others split into two groups very tacitly, and each chose to start cleaning the cellar.

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"Merlin's crutches... Comey and the others must be lazy!"

Ron, who had finally finished cleaning a corner, leaned on a mop and wiped the sweat from his face indiscriminately, "These dirt will never accumulate for more than ten days!"

"……idiot."

Malfoy gave him a cold glance and sneered.

As the eldest young master of the Malfoy family, since Filch wasn't here, he naturally wouldn't do the hard work. Malfoy left the work to Crabbe and Goyle, while he was sitting there. On an upside-down bucket.

"Do you still want to fight?"

Originally dissatisfied with Malfoy's lazy behavior, Ron immediately raised the mop in his hand and glared at Malfoy.

Ron, who had beaten Malfoy once, had a psychological advantage at this time, so he was not at all cowardly now.

Crabbe and Goyle quickly put down their work and stood in front of Malfoy for the first time.

Before, they were scolded by Malfoy because they were not blocked in time.

On the other side, Harry also stood beside Ron and confronted Malfoy and the others.

"Meow-"

However, they were not able to fight this time. A slightly shrill cat meow stopped the conflict between the two sides. Mrs. Norris emerged from the shadows and stared at Harry and the others with her big eyes.

"Humph! You are lucky!"

Malfoy snorted and sat back on the bucket.

"That's exactly what I wanted to say!"

Originally, Ron was somewhat afraid of Goyle and Crabbe, who were strong and strong.

Since he can't fight now, he naturally can't lose to Malfoy verbally.

After replying a harsh sentence without hesitation, Ron took the mop and went back to work.

"I still don't like cats..."

Ron whispered to Harry as he worked hard to clean the stubborn stains from the floor.

As a person who keeps mice as pets, it is very normal for Ron to dislike cats, but the appearance of Fish gave him an illusion, and the existence of Mrs. Norris helped him to break through this. an illusion.

Harry gave a wry smile, but he liked cats, except Mrs Norris.

Five little wizards, to be exact, four little wizards worked hard for more than two hours, and finally cleaned most of the cellar, but at this time they were too tired to lift their hands.

"No, I have to rest for a while."

Ron threw the rag in his hand, followed Malfoy's example, overturned an empty bucket, and sat on it.

Seeing this, Harry also took a bucket and sat beside him.

Mrs. Norris, who was lying in the corner, glanced at them and lay back again.

Its job was to watch over students working without magic, not forbidding them to take breaks, or to let Malfoy do nothing there.

But in the next second, Mrs. Norris jumped up from the ground and ran towards the entrance.

Harry and the others thought it was Filch who came back, so he got up quickly and went back to work, even Malfoy picked up a mop and pretended to be.

However, what came in through the door was a small silver-gray figure.

This was Fish, who had just come out of the kitchen. He had found it by Mrs. Norris' scent.

"Meow~" (=ΦωΦ=)?

Fish first greeted Mrs. Norris, then changed into human form, took out the food just brought from the kitchen from the seamless stretch bag that Dumbledore gave him, and placed it in front of Mrs. Norris.

After finishing all this, Fishh turned to look at Harry and the others, "Why are you here, meow?"

Ron scratched his cheek and replied, "I've been locked up."

At this time, Fish had already understood the concept of confinement, "You guys are too careless, you can't be caught by Minerva when you make trouble."

Ron twitched the corners of his mouth, not correcting Fish.

At this time, Fisher noticed the injury on Malfoy's face again, "Meow? Did you also fight with Scarhead at the brain gate?"

"Yes, Harry and Malfoy and I fought so hard that I was locked up."

Ron, who was worried about Malfoy's leaking words, quickly took over.

Malfoy on the side gave him an annoyed look, thinking that Ron was deliberately not wanting himself to talk to Fish.

However, before he had time to explain the reason, Fish had already understood it in his own way.

"When I used to be a homeless person, those of the same kind would always fight," Feishu raised his head proudly, "but they can't beat me meow!" o(*￣ω￣*)o

"Uh……"

Malfoy still wanted to speak, but Fish didn't plan to stay here any longer. He took out some food from his pocket and distributed it to the five people present, then waved his hand and walked out of the cellar.

"I still have to send food to Lu Wei..." At this time, Fixu suddenly remembered the content of the storybook he read before. The protagonists in it like to introduce their friends to others, so he immediately added. : "Come to me on the fourth floor after your confinement. I will introduce Lu Wei to you."

After Fish left, Harry and Malfoy rolled their eyes at each other, returned to their respective areas with the food that Fish gave them, and nibbled silently...

They were indeed starving after working so long.

And Dumbledore, who was hiding on the side, touched his beard... Now he didn't have to think of a way to lead Harry to the fourth floor.

Fish is really a good boy!

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