The Druid Master of Hogwarts

90. Broken-hearted old mother

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After confirming that Fish would obediently come to his office to do homework at night, Professor McGonagall nodded to the lion cubs who watched the whole process, and left the Gryffindor common room, coincidentally with the belated The three of Harry bumped into each other's faces.

The three of Harry tensed up subconsciously, and after greeting Professor McGonagall with a stiff look, they hurriedly got into the dormitory.

As Professor McGonagall's little fan girl, as soon as Hermione returned to the dormitory, she grabbed a senior who was also in the study group and asked why Professor McGonagall came here.

Knowing what she was missing, Hermione Granger could not help but let out a sigh.

But she has no regrets, because she helped Harry and them discover "Snape's conspiracy" and the secret between a man named Nicole Lemay and the trapdoor.

Since Hermione was assigned to Gryffindor, she would naturally have no lack of adventurous spirit in her body, and confronting a professor was also a very novel experience for a girl who had been a good student since childhood.

After separating from her senior, Hermione first stayed in the lounge for a while watching the cat Fish, who was rolling boredly on the table, and then reluctantly went to the library.

After borrowing a copy of "The Great Wizard of the Twentieth Century" from Mrs. Pince, Hermione rushed back with the book, found a place in the lounge where Fish could be seen, sat down, and began to slowly He rummaged through the words about Nicole LeMay.

In the vast books, carefully looking for the life of a mysterious person that I don't know, is also a kind of enjoyment for Hermione, who likes to learn.

"Hermione, what are you looking at?"

Because of the life-saving grace on the court today, Harry and Ron got closer to this well-known freshman in Gryffindor. Seeing Hermione flipping through a heavy book that didn't look like a textbook, The two leaned over curiously.

"The Great Wizard of the Twentieth Century," Hermione showed the two of them the title of the book in disbelief, "Aren't we looking for Nicole Lemay? If we just read The History of Magic, yes Impossible to find!"

Glancing casually at the names of the books in Harry and Ron's hands, Hermione raised her chin proudly, "I've read all of The History of Magic before school starts, and I'm sure there isn't one named Niko in it. The character of LeMay."

"Yes... Is it? Then you are really amazing..."

Harry and Ron replied dryly,

With embarrassed and tangled expressions on their faces, they looked at the "History of Magic" textbook in their hands, but for a while they couldn't say that they just wanted to come to the lounge to catch a homework.

"That...you don't have to do your homework?"

Ron murmured for a while, intending to change the subject, so he asked a question that he would soon regret.

"Homework?" Hermione frowned. "Shouldn't that be done before the Quidditch match?"

A complex expression instantly appeared on Ron's face, and he finally figured out what was going on with his inexplicable familiarity with Hermione - the same one as his most hated brother Percy. Type of scholar atmosphere!

Harry's expression on the other side was not very calm, and he obviously couldn't understand Hermione's so-called "common sense", so after sneering twice, Harry made an excuse to drag Ron along with him.

Seeing the embarrassed figures of the two fleeing, Hermione patted her forehead after realizing it. They were different from those in the study group, and their homework was always delayed until the end.

Shaking her head and sighing, Hermione buried her head in the book in her hand again, and then occasionally looked up at Fish the cat by the fireplace. As long as there were books and cats, she wouldn't get tired of sitting here all day.

But it was a pity that at nine o'clock in the evening, Fish had to go to Professor McGonagall's house to be locked up. Without his company, Hermione was a little tired when she was reading.

And she was not alone in this situation. When Fei Xu swayed out of the common room, most of the little wizards who had gathered here dispersed in a moment, and the rest no longer suppressed their voices, huh Drink and play the game on the big turntable.

Hermione shook her head helplessly, put away the "The Great Wizard of the Twentieth World" in her hand, and planned to take it back to the bedroom to see it.

...

Fish reluctantly came to the door of Professor McGonagall's office. The others stood up, pushed the door open a gap, and crept in.

At this time, Professor McGonagall was sitting at the desk, writing something on a piece of parchment with her head lowered. Fish did not make a sound, but quietly touched Professor McGonagall's feet, and then gently With a light leap, he jumped onto her lap.

"Meow~"?(=ΦωΦ=)?

Fish put his front paws around Professor McGonagall's collar, craned his neck and rubbed his little furry head against her face.

"You little guy... scare me."

Putting down the quill in his hand, Professor McGonagall tapped Fisher's little head lightly, and then said with a smile, "Even if you act like a spoiled child, you still have to do your homework."

"Meow!" (=`︿′=)

Fish, whose plan failed, immediately retracted his head, jumped from Professor McGonagall's lap to the table, and then jumped directly to the chair opposite her table, transforming into a cat-like form.

"I don't remember any homework meow!"

Fisch sat on the chair, dangling his legs, folded his arms around his chest, and told the truth very confidently.

"It's alright," Professor McGonagall smiled, and stretched out his hand to straighten the glasses on the bridge of his nose, "I have already asked the other students in your class, and I have even prepared books for you."

"Meow!"∑(●ΦДΦ●)

In the face of Professor McGonagall, who is exhausted, the simple-minded kitty is no match at all. Although he made several excuses, he was also blocked by Professor McGonagall.

In the end, Fisher, who had accepted his fate, could only hum and threw himself on Professor McGonagall's desk, and reluctantly picked up the homework questions Minerva had prepared for him and read it.

"Who is Merlin meow? Why should I write a paper about him? I don't even know him!"

Looking at the homework topic in the history of magic, Fishy almost twisted his eyebrows into twitches.

"Merlin is a very powerful wizard, and there are many stories about him, so it is not difficult to complete this thesis..."

Professor McGonagall moved the chair to Fish's side and patiently guided him with his homework.

It's a pity that the kitten Fei Xu didn't receive it. He stretched his arms, lay on the table, and rolled his face on the empty parchment, "Minerva knows him so well, then you Come and help me write if I can't..."

"No, just pick up the quill and write by yourself."

Professor McGonagall wasn't angry either, and still patiently guided Fish to do his homework.

Under the patient guidance of Professor McGonagall, no matter how reluctant Fish was, he used his very characteristic cat crawling to write all the homework.

Although there are some deviations in the content of the completion, and there are many problems in choosing words and sentences, but because of the guidance of Professor McGonagall, it is much better than the previous messy graffiti assignments that others could not understand at all...

At least the professors could see what Fish was trying to say.

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