Chapter 313 Empty Nester Dumbledore
After everyone had eaten and drank, the back-to-school dinner was finally over.
Professor McGonagall patted Fish's little head and said: "You go back to the dormitory with everyone first, and then come to me. Also, Ouroboros is at Albus's, you can take it for a walk outside at night. , but it must be returned to Albus or the secret room during the day."
"I got it, nya!"
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Fish hugged Professor McGonagall again, and then ran to join the other Gryffindor students. Under the leadership of Percy, everyone returned to the dormitory, said good night to each other, and then went back to sleep...
The little wizard who encountered a dementor today really needed a good sleep to restore his tired spirit.
Of course, this definitely did not include a certain energetic little fur cat. After he returned to the dormitory, he turned into a cat and rolled around on his bed a few times, then rubbed a few times on the bedpost with the curtain, and re-marked He smelled his own scent, and then jumped out of the dormitory.
Harry and the others had long been accustomed to it. After changing into their pajamas, they got into their respective beds. Not long after their heads touched the pillow, they all fell asleep.
Fish ran out of the dormitory, and his first stop was to go to the principal's office. In addition to looking for Ouroboros, he mainly planned to ask Dumbledore when Professor McGonagall's birthday was.
"Albus, you're meowing!"
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The little cat burst open the oak door of the principal's office with a "bang" and walked in swaggeringly.
"It's Fish," Dumbledore adjusted the glasses on the bridge of his nose, stretched out his hand and pointed to his side, and said, "Ouroboros is right there, staying with Fawkes."
Feishu turned his head, and sure enough, the small basilisk was hanging on the golden branch where Fox usually stayed. Its small but ferocious head was slightly raised, and it was spitting out a message to him.
"Good evening Fox, are you going to go out to play with Fish later?"
Reaching out to pick Ouroboros off the perching branch, Fish casually hung it around his neck, and then greeted Fox beside him.
"唳——"
Fox shook his head. His body had already grown to the size of an adult. It was about the same size as a swan and was no longer suitable for standing on Fish's shoulders.
"It doesn't matter, Feishu has a way, meow!"
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As the kitten spoke, he stretched out his hand and used the same animal shrinking technique as the basilisk on Fox, and reminded him: "Fox, don't resist meow."
Then Fox was shrunk to the size of a palm, wrapped in a layer of faint white light.
Just like Fox when he first passed away, Fish conveniently placed the shrunken phoenix on top of his head.
Dumbledore, who had already seen Fish's move, certainly had no reaction, and he had no objection to Fish taking Fawkes away. With Fawkes by his side, it was an added safeguard...
What if the basilisk suddenly loses control or something.
After all, Voldemort has been causing trouble for two consecutive years, and this year Sirius Black, a senior Death Eater, has escaped from prison. God knows what else will happen.
The portraits of the principals on the wall exclaimed softly. Even though they had seen the shrunken basilisk before, this was the first time they had seen Fish use this spell with their own eyes...
Whether it's a basilisk or a phoenix, neither of them can be cured by ordinary shrinking spells or transformation spells.
"Fish, would you like some cockroaches?"
Ignoring the exclamations of the portraits, Dumbledore took out a few vivid cockroach candies from the drawer next to him and shook them at the kitten.
"Fish wants to eat meow!"
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If there was something delicious, Fish would naturally not let it go. With a phoenix hanging on his head and a basilisk hanging on his head, he jumped to Dumbledore's desk in two steps, took the pile of cockroaches from him, and stuffed it into his mouth. Li chewed it with relish.
"When you go out with the basilisk, be sure not to change it back."
Dumbledore also chewed on the pile of cockroaches and reminded again: "Also, don't go where the dementors are stationed. Although you can defeat them, contacting them is not a pleasant experience, is it?"
"You and Minerva have talked about this several times, meow!" The little cat waved his hand impatiently, and then changed the topic, "Albus, Fish has something else he wants to ask you, meow!"
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Fish chewed the candy and said in a slightly slurred voice.
"oh?"
Dumbledore raised an eyebrow.
"Do you know when Minerva's birthday is?"
"Minerva's birthday? October 4th..." Dumbledore was slightly stunned. Although he had already guessed the reason, he couldn't help but ask, "Why do you ask?"
"October 4th..." Feishu frowned and counted on his fingers, "There's only one month left, it seems it's too late, meow..."
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The little cat was depressed for a while, then raised his head and answered Dumbledore's question: "I want to give Minerva a birthday present."
"Really? Feixe is such a good boy..." After praising him, Dumbledore asked, "Have you thought about what gift to give him?"
"Hermione and Harry helped pick this out when we were in Diagon Alley." Fish took out a golden snitch in the shape of a cat's head from his pocket and showed it to Dumbledore. "Remember to help Fish Keep it a secret, Fish also wants to give Minerva a surprise."
"Of course, there is no problem. Minerva will be very happy at that time. This gift is also a good choice."
Dumbledore looked at the cat-headed thief in Fish's hand with envy, and then asked curiously: "Then why did you say that you were too late just now?"
"Fish wanted to save money to buy Minerva a Firebolt, meow..."
As soon as the kitten spoke, Dumbledore was scared. Even if he wanted to buy a Firebolt, he would have to hesitate for a while. Fish was really bold.
"Do you know how much a Firebolt costs?" Dumbledore said with a smile.
"Of course I know meow, it's because he can't afford the Firebolt that Fish bought the Golden Snitch meow... A broken broom, but it's so expensive, what a profiteer meow!"
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Fish angrily criticized the manufacturer of the flying broom, then shook his ears and added: "Besides, Fish is planning to give birthday gifts to Hermione and Severus, so he has to save more money meow."
Dumbledore's smile froze slightly, and then he asked in a guiding tone: "Besides them, do you plan to give birthday gifts to other people?"
"Meow?"
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The kitten tilted his head and thought for a while, shook his head, and said: "Fish has no one else to give gifts to meow... and Fish doesn't have that much money to buy birthday gifts."
"Ahem, in fact, birthday gifts are a token of your thoughts, and the value is secondary. In fact, making a gift by yourself is also a very good choice."
In order to have a birthday present in the future, Dumbledore told Fish another way to give gifts without hesitation.
"A gift made by yourself? A paw print card of Fish?"
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Fish shook his palm.
"Uh... this is too simple. It has to be a gift prepared carefully. The quality is not important. The key is to make others feel that you are preparing this gift seriously."
"It sounds so troublesome... it's easier to help George and Fred sell things."
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The kitten, who has no patience for most things, gave up this method without hesitation.
"Thank you, Albus, I'm going to Minerva to listen to the story!"
All the questions had been asked. Fish waved to Dumbledore and left the principal's office with Fawkes and Ouroboros.
Dumbledore stretched out his hand and wanted to keep him, but the kitten ran too fast and disappeared outside the door in the blink of an eye.
"Well... Fish must have deliberately kept it from me and wanted to give me a surprise... Yes! That's right! That's it!"
The principal could only comfort himself in this way.
Phineas on the wall sneered, "The question is, does anyone in the school know when your birthday is? You're a Slytherin in Gryffindor's skin."
After learning that the only blood of the Black family escaped from Azkaban and was now being hunted by the Ministry of Magic, this "most unpopular headmaster in the history of the school" became even more annoying, quarreling with other portraits almost every day.
Dumbledore didn't want to quarrel with a portrait of a dead person, so he quietly walked to the wall and turned over Phineas' portrait.
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