Chapter 329： Fisch hates Minerva the most

"This, this is... what's going on?"

Professor McGonagall's eyes gradually adjusted to the surrounding light, looking at the renewed common room and the students standing full of them, a little dazed.

"Minerva, happy birthday meow~"

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The kitten in her arms repeated it again.

followed, and the surrounding students also said in unison: "Happy birthday, Professor McGonagall!"

She just reacted now.

glanced at Dumbledore, who was standing aside smiling and looking at him, Professor McGonagall habitually rubbed the cat's head in his arms, and then...

slapped his face.

"Don’t sleep at night! Don’t you have to go to class tomorrow?!"

After 　　 successfully shocked everyone, she gave a relieved smile and said, "Thank you, and I will be with this little guy, Fei Xu."

"Fei Xu didn't make a fool of me!"

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Kitty groaned in protest, and then Professor McGonagall held his head and rubbed it, only to keep uttering "Ah oh oh".

He bullied his cat cubs severely, and after venting the surprise in his heart, Professor McGonagall squatted down and kissed the little cheek of Lin Feixu hard.

"Good boy, why do you think of celebrating my birthday?"

"Because when she was in Diagon Alley, didn't Hermione's mother buy her a birthday present? Then Feish thought of Minerva."

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Feixu answered honestly, his eyes widened, showing a "come to me" expression.

"Mua!"

Professor McGonagall didn't hesitate to praise, and directly gave the good cat a big kiss.

"By the way..." The praised Fisch was very happy, and quickly took out the gift he had prepared from his pocket and gave it to Professor McGonagall, "Minerva, this is Fisch bought for you. My birthday present!"

The other students in Gryffindor wanted to prepare a birthday present for Professor McGonagall, but Xia Pei stopped him.

This time I celebrated Professor McGonagall’s birthday. Feish was the protagonist. They didn’t have to be the main character, and...

The gifts they can give are nothing to Professor McGonagall.

Just like she doesn't care what gift Fei Xu gave to herself, Professor McGonagall put the gift in his pocket without even looking at it, and hugging the kitten is another crazy kiss.

"Thank you! I really like the gift from Fisch!"

"But Minerva, you didn't even open the box, Meow..."

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"Because no matter what Fisch gives to mom, mom will like it!"

Professor McGonagall put his arms around the kitten's neck, rubbed his cheek, and replied.

"Meow?!"

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Little Leather Cat's eyes lit up suddenly.

"Na Feixu gave Minerwa a compound decoction, you will also like Meow?!"

Professor McGonagall: "..."

gritted his teeth fiercely, suppressing the idea of ​​hitting the little fur cat, Professor McGonagall replied against his will: "Of course I would like it too, but whether to drink it or not is another matter."

"What's the point of that, meow..."

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Little Leather Cat's shiny eyes dimmed suddenly, and he curled his mouth uninterestingly.

Today is a happy day... You can't beat him, you can't beat him, you can't beat him...

Professor McGonagall closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths, once again suppressing his thoughts on the little cat.

"Fish, don't you want a birthday cake? Professor McGonagall is here, and the banquet should begin."

Sister Xia Pei stood up in time to stop a certain little cat from continuing to do death.

"By the way, eat cake meow!"

As soon as he mentioned food, the kitty came to the spirit again. He dragged Professor McGonagall to the long table put together, pointed to the cake on the table and said excitedly: "This is Comey and the others. It’s been a long time. Feish wants the two cats on the top!"

Professor McGonagall and Fisch sat on the main seat together, and then greeted the surrounding students, "Sit down together and try this birthday cake..."

After a pause, she said, "Go back to bed early after eating. You have to go to class tomorrow."

Because Professor McGonagall didn't have the stern expression at all when he said this, everyone was not afraid, and they sat down around the long table happily.

At the same time, Comey and other elves, who had been waiting in the kitchen for a long time, quickly delivered drinks and some snacks to the long table. Because the birthday cake was big enough, no other staple food was prepared.

Professor McGonagall and Fisch held a long table knife together, cut the birthday cake into countless pieces, and gave them to others.

Of course, the two cream tabby cats at the top of the cake were given to Fisch of course.

Amidst the laughter, the dean of Gryffindor, her cat cubs and students, as well as the headmaster of Hogwarts, ate this huge birthday cake together.

"Okay," Professor McGonagall returned to his former strictness after everything was taken away by the house elves, "I thank you for preparing an unforgettable birthday party for me, but now, you should go back to sleep. Up."

Unlike the night owl, Feish, everyone’s work and rest are relatively normal. After a night of trouble, most people have already yawned, so they obediently obeyed Professor McGonagall’s instructions and said goodnight to each other to their bedroom. Go.

In a short while, the originally crowded common room became empty.

"You also go back to bed obediently for me!"

Professor McGonagall picked up the little cat who wanted to run outside, and tapped him on the head lightly.

"But Fei Xu still wants to go to the Forbidden Forest to find Lu Wei and play with Meow!"

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Fei Xu was struggling, dancing and dancing, because just now at the birthday party, Kitty is very excited and doesn't want to sleep at all.

"No! It's late now, please go back to sleep!"

"How can I be like this?!"

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I thought that Professor McGonagall was celebrating his birthday today, and she might be dumbfounded at the little cat who might have opened the net.

"Cross the river and tear down the bridge! I am ungrateful! Turn my face to deny people! Fisch hates Minerva the most!"

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Kitty yelled out all the words she knew that were suitable for this scene, and then ran back to her bedroom angrily.

Professor McGonagall certainly doesn't care about such trivial matters. Anyway, the little cat will forget it all by himself tomorrow morning.

"Then, do you continue to deploy vigilance spells, Albus?"

She raised her brows at Dumbledore and asked.

At this time, Professor McGonagall had already guessed that the so-called deployment of warning spells was just an excuse for Dumbledore to lie to him, but this matter itself, she felt it was worth doing...

Of course, the premise is that Dumbledore really has a so-called way.

"No need," Dumbledore smiled and shook his head. "I think the fat lady can do this job well. After all, even the principal of me, who doesn't have a password, was stopped outside, right? And..."

He shrugged his shoulders and continued: "I think you guessed it too. Actually, I don't have the kind of sophisticated spells that can select students individually."

Professor McGonagall showed such an expression as expected, rolled his eyes and said goodnight to Dumbledore, and then returned to his office.

At this time, she had time to check the birthday present that Qi Fei Xu gave to herself.

unpacked the gift paper printed with cat's paw pattern, Professor McGonagall took out the golden snitch ornament in the shape of the cat's head.

After a simple play, Professor McGonagall saw through the spells attached to the shape of the cat's head. There is no need to check the instructions at all to know its function and the corresponding excitation method.

So she did not hesitate to turn off the desk lamp she was using, and put the cat head snitch that Feish gave her on the desk.

Then, Professor McGonagall inspired the magic rune above and lit up the floating cat head.

The golden cat's hair came out with bright but not dazzling white light, re-illuminating Professor McGonagall's office.

At the same time, the base below was also shining with golden light. It was an inscription that was engraved in a special way, and it only appeared when the cat’s head was lit.

Professor McGonagall looked down, and what appeared on the pedestal was just two lines of golden handwriting:

Happy birthday mom.

——Fish who loves you forever

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