Chapter 311： The empty nester Dumbledore

After everyone ate and drank enough, the school dinner was finally over.

Professor McGonagall patted Fisch’s little head and said, “You go back to the dormitory with everyone, and then come to see me. Also, Ulopoulos is at Albus. You can take it for a stroll outside at night. , But it must be returned to Albus or the secret room during the day."

"Got it, meow!"

?(●ΦωΦ●)?

Fisch hugged Professor McGonagall again, and then ran to meet the other students in Gryffindor. Under Percy's leadership, everyone returned to the dormitory, said goodnight to each other, and then went back to sleep...

The little wizard who encountered the dementor today really needs a good night's sleep to regain his tired spirit.

Of course, this definitely does not include a certain energetic little cat. After he returned to the bedroom, he turned into a cat and rolled on his bed a few times, then rubbed a few times on the bedpost with the curtain and relabeled it. I smell my own smell, and then swish out of the dormitory.

Harry and the others were used to it for a long time, and after changing into their pajamas, they went into their respective bedspreads. After a while, they all fell asleep with their heads on the pillows.

Feish, who ran out of the dormitory, went to the principal's office at the first stop. In addition to looking for Ulopoulos, he mainly planned to ask Dumbledore when his birthday was Professor McGonagall.

"Albus, you're meowing!"

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The little cat slammed open the oak door of the principal's office with a "bang", and walked in stumblingly.

"It's Phish," said Dumbledore, holding his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and reaching out and pointing a finger next to him, "Uroboros is there, staying with Fox."

Feish turned his head, and sure enough, the small basilisk was hanging on the golden perch where Fox usually stayed, his small but hideous head was raised slightly, and he was spitting out a letter to himself.

"Good evening Fox, wait to hang out with Fisch?"

Reaching out and plucking Uropoulos from the perch, Fisch hung it around his neck casually, and then greeted Fox on the side.

"Huh—"

Fox shook his head. Its body had grown to the size of an adult, about the size of a swan, and it was no longer suitable for standing on Feish's shoulders.

"It's okay, Fei Xu has a way!"

?(●ΦωΦ●)?

As the kitten said, he stretched out his hand and launched the same animal reduction technique of the basilisk at Fox, and reminded him: "Fox, don't resist meow."

Then Fox was wrapped in a faint white light and was reduced to the size of a palm.

Just like when Fox was just in Nirvana, Fisch put the shrinking phoenix on top of his head smoothly.

Of course, Dumbledore, who had seen Fisch’s tricks, did not respond much, and he had no problem with Fisch taking Fox away. With Fox by the side, it would be considered an extra guarantee...

In case the basilisk suddenly loses control or something.

After all, I encountered Voldemort for two years in a row. This year, Sirius Black, a senior Death Eater, 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, it was the first time that they had seen Feish use this spell in person...

Whether it's a basilisk or a phoenix, it can't be handled by ordinary contraction spells or transformation spells.

"Fish, do you want some cockroaches?"

Ignoring the exclamation of the portraits, Dumbledore took out a few vivid cockroach candies from the drawer beside him, and shook it at the kitten.

"Fei Xu wants to eat meow!"

?(●ΦωΦ●)?

There is something delicious, Feish will naturally not let it go. He hangs a basilisk against a phoenix and jumps to Dumbledore’s desk in two steps. He takes the pile of cockroaches he handed and puts it in his mouth. Li chewed with relish.

"You take the basilisk out, but don't change it back."

Dumbledore also chewed on the pile of cockroaches and reminded again: "Also, don't go to the place where the dementors are stationed. Although you can beat them, it is not a pleasant experience to dispel them, is it?"

"You and Minerva have told me several times!" Kitty waved his hand impatiently, and then changed the subject, "Albus, Feish has something to ask you!"

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Feish chewed the candy, his voice was slightly vague.

"Oh?"

Dumbledore raised his brows.

"Do you know when Minerva's birthday is?"

"Minerva's birthday? October 4th..." Dumbledore was taken aback for a moment. Although he had guessed the reason, he couldn't help but ask, "What do you ask this for?"

"October 4th..." Fei Xu frowned and raised his fingers. "It's only a month, so it seems it's too late..."

?ω?

The kitten was depressed for a while, then raised his head to answer Dumbledore's question just now: "I want to give Minerva a birthday present."

"Really? Fei may be such a good boy..." Dumbledore asked after a compliment, "Then what gift do you want to give?"

"When we were in Diagon Alley, Hermione and Harry helped pick this," Feish took out a golden snitch in the shape of a cat's head from his pocket and showed it to Dumbledore. "Remember to help Feish. Keep it secret, Fisch also wants to give Minerva a surprise."

"Of course there is no problem. Minerva will be very happy by then, and this gift is also very good."

Dumbledore glanced enviously at the Cat Snitch in Feish's hand, and then asked curiously: "Then you just said it was too late, what's the matter?"

"Fish wants to save money to buy a firebolt for Minerva..."

As soon as the kitty spoke, Dumbledore was taken aback. Even if he wanted to buy one of the Firebolt, he would have to hesitate for a while. How dare this little fellow Feish speak.

"Do you know how much the Firebolt costs?" Dumbledore said dubiously.

"Of course I know meow, it was because I couldn't afford the firebolt, Fei Xu bought this golden thief's meow... a broken broom, it is so expensive, what a profiteer meow!"

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Fisch hurled angrily at the vendor selling flying broomsticks, then shook his ears and added: "Furthermore, Fisch plans to give Hermione and Severus birthday presents, so save more money. Meow."

The smile on Dumbledore's face froze slightly, and then asked in a guiding tone: "Apart from them, do you plan to give birthday gifts to anyone else?"

"Meow?"

?ω?

Kitty tilted her head and thought for a while, then shook her head, and said, "Fish has no other people who want to give gifts... and also Feish doesn't have that much money to buy birthday gifts."

"Ahem, in fact, birthday gifts are just a gift, and the value is second. In fact, making gifts by yourself is also a very good choice."

In order to have a birthday gift for himself in the future Dumbledore did not hesitate to tell Fisch another way to give gifts.

"A hand-made gift? Feish's paw print greeting card?"

(●ΦωΦ●)?

Feishu shook his palm.

"Uh... this is a bit too simple. It has to be a carefully prepared gift. It doesn't matter whether the quality is good or not, the key is to make others feel that you are preparing this gift seriously."

"It sounds troublesome... It's easier to help George and Fred sell things."

(?ω?)

The kitty, who had no patience for most things, gave up this method without hesitation.

"Thank you, Albus, I went to Minerva to listen to the story!"

After all the questions were asked, Fisch waved to Dumbledore and left the principal's office with Fox and Ulopoulos.

Dumbledore stretched out his hand and wanted to keep it, but it was a pity that the kitty ran too fast and disappeared outside the door in the blink of an eye.

"Well... Fei Xu must have deliberately kept it from me, trying to surprise me... Yes! That's right! That's it!"

The principal can only comfort himself in this way.

Phineas on the wall sneered: "The question is, does anyone at school know when your birthday is? You Slytherin with Gryffindor skin."

Knowing that the only bloodline of the Black family escaped from Azkaban and is now being hunted by the Ministry of Magic, the "most unpopular principal in school history" became even more annoying, and he had to talk to each other almost every day. The other portraits quarreled.

Dumbledore didn't want to fight with a portrait of a dead man, so he walked silently to the wall and turned the portrait of Phineas upside down.

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