Chapter 612: Turning Against the Cat

On Wednesday morning, the professors and students of Hogwarts were having breakfast in the Great Hall as usual.

But Fish didn't focus on the food as usual. Instead, he ate breakfast absentmindedly and stretched his neck from time to time to look outside.

As the first owl carrying a message flew into the auditorium, Fish simply put down the knife and fork in his hand and looked expectantly at the owls that kept flying in from outside.

Maomao's strange state naturally attracted the attention of others, and everyone subconsciously followed him and looked outside.

After a while, four owls flew in carrying a long package.

"Have I seen this scene not long ago?" Ron was stunned for a moment, then turned to Harry and asked.

Angelina Johnson, who has become the captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch team, became excited.

"Is Fish planning to join the Quidditch team?!"

Even the professors at the teacher's table cast their eyes over curiously, and Dumbledore even whispered in Professor McGonagall's ear: "If Fish also participates in the competition, then this year's Quidditch Cup should be There is no suspense anymore.”

Professor McGonagall said strangely: "But... Fish didn't mention this to me? Johnson didn't come to report to me either..."

Four owls flew over Feishi's head, and then gently placed the package in front of him...

Hermione looked at the copy of the "Daily Prophet" in her hand that was almost thrown into the soup by the owl just now, and couldn't help but twitch the corner of her mouth.

"Minerva~"

(ΦωΦ)

Maomao didn't even open the package. She jumped up to the teacher's desk with the broomstick in her hand and handed it over.

"Happy birthday meow!"

"For me?" Professor McGonagall was surprised and happy.

Of course she didn't forget that today was her birthday, but she was looking forward to the birthday party Fish prepared for her tonight, but she really didn't expect that Fish would give her a broomstick.

Professor McGonagall couldn't restrain the joy in her heart and smiled, and said in a complaining tone: "Why did you buy such an expensive thing? I don't ride a broom very much now."

Although she said that, her skills were not slow at all, and she quickly opened the package.

"Fire, Fire Bolt!"

Ms. Huo Qi, who was not far away, was the first to exclaim.

The students below all stood up with a roar, stretched their necks and looked at the broomstick in Professor McGonagall's hand.

Although two years have passed, the Firebolt is still the most perfect broomstick for competition. It is also the special broom for all kinds of official Quidditch games. It is also the first choice that any Quidditch player dreams of!

It represents the highest level of craftsmanship of broomsticks at present. The handle is made of ash wood. It is streamlined and exquisite. It is treated with polish as hard as diamonds and has a hand-engraved registration number. Each handle is made of ash wood. All unique.

Every twig at the tail has been selected to perfect its streamlined shape, ensuring it is unparalleled in balance and precision.

The handle can be chosen from polished ebony, birch branches or hazel branches according to personal preference. Fish personally prefers the birch handle with the strongest momentum, but after considering Professor McGonagall's situation, he still chose the one with more control. Responsive hazelwood handle.

The iron parts made by the goblins enhance the stability of the Firebolt and its power in bad weather conditions, especially the anti-slip pedals, which are especially important for Quidditch players.

At the long Gryffindor table, Ron was so envious that he shed tears. He suddenly felt that the Nimbus 2000 his brothers bought for him was no longer so fragrant.

"George, Fred, and Angelina are all graduating next year... My flying class scores are pretty good, so I should hopefully be selected." Ginny said quietly, and looked back and forth between the twins and Ron. Scanning.

The three people she was eyeing all pretended not to hear, whistling, and carefully studying the decorations above the auditorium.

Professor McGonagall fondled the broomstick that was like a work of art in her hand. After a while, she asked in surprise: "Where did you get so much money?"

Two years have passed, and the Firebolt, whose performance is still unparalleled on the market, is naturally unlikely to be reduced in price. It is still so touching.

"It's the prize money from the competition last semester, meow!"

(`)

Cat raised his head triumphantly and said, "When Fish celebrated Minerva's birthday for the first time, it was like giving you this broomstick. Unfortunately, the money was not enough. Meow, he also had to help George and Fred sell things." I’ve been saving for a long time... but luckily we held that competition!”

Professor McGonagall was so moved by this that she excitedly hugged Maomao into her arms, held up his head, and kissed him hard several times on the face.

After the kiss, she happily complained: "This is so wasteful. I don't even ride a broom very much now..."

"Then you can hang it in the room," said Fei Xu, who still didn't have much idea about money. "Anyway, this broom looks quite beautiful."

Ms. Huo Qi, who was responsible for teaching flying lessons to the students, came over at some point and said with a shy face: "Or you can lend me a ride for a few days first."

Professor McGonagall glanced at her sideways, and then used her body to block her gaze that coveted her broomstick. Her refusal was very obvious.

Dumbledore poked the fried egg on the plate with a fork in frustration. It was so difficult for him to get a birthday present, and Fish worked for the Weasley twins and participated in the Triwizard Tournament to win prize money to send Professor McGonagall the Firebolt...

If I had known, I would not have given Fish to Professor McGonagall to raise!

Under the envious eyes of the professors, Professor McGonagall happily finished today's breakfast, and returned to her office with the Firebolt in her arms. As Fish suggested, she found a conspicuous place to hang it up...

On the one hand, she rarely rides a broom now, and on the other hand, she is reluctant to ride it. If she accidentally scratches or breaks it, it will be too distressing.

After staring at the Firebolt on the wall for a long time, Professor McGonagall left the office and ran to teach the students.

As usual, Fish slept through most of today's classes. After dinner, he still went to Professor McGonagall's office and did his homework under her supervision.

"Minerva~ Can Fish use the shorthand pen, meow?"

(ω)

Mao Mao stared at Professor McGonagall with his big watery eyes pitifully.

He wanted to take advantage of Professor McGonagall's good mood today to get back the right to use his homework artifact...

When Ron received the Nimbus 2000, he became very talkative for several consecutive days, and he didn't care even when the Slytherin people mocked him.

This is part of the reason why Mao Mao gave Professor McGonagall a birthday present in front of all the teachers and students in the school this morning.

What Fish didn't expect was that Professor McGonagall turned against Mao Mao!

She just refused firmly: "No!"

"Minerva, you big bad guy! Fish starts to hate you again, meow!"

∑(`Д)

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Recommendation ticket monthly ticket

I bought some snacks... and then I didn't notice that it had a buy one get one free event, but a big box was sent today...

I'll save it for Children's Day to give to the children of my relatives.