Chapter 656： Incarcerated by Dolores

Chapter 658 Confinement by Dolores

"I think I have to remind you of one thing, Mr. McGonagall..." Umbridge looked at Fish, who had no reverence for him, and said through gritted teeth, "I called you here because I'm here for confinement!"

"Fish knows..."

(ω)

Mao Mao glanced at her inexplicably, shook his ears and said, "Since you don't plan to invite Feixu for a late night snack, do you want to learn from Minerva to tell stories to Feixu?"

In Fish's cognition, the so-called "closed confinement" is basically equated with "eating a late-night snack", "listening to a story" and "sleeping in another place".

"You may have misunderstood a little, Mr. McGonagall." Umbridge's toad shot a sinister look, and said shrilly: "I'm not like other professors who treat you preferentially..."

She took out two slender black quill pens with extremely sharp nibs and placed them in front of Fish and Harry.

"I want you to write: I can't lie," Umbridge said in a softer tone, his eyes fixed on Fish.

"don't want!"

(〃｀3〃)

Mao Mao crossed his chest with his hands, pouted his mouth and turned his head to the side, and decisively refused: "Feixu doesn't like to write meow!"

"It's up to you," Umbridge did not get angry, but continued to smirk: "Last night, senior investigator at Hogwarts, I have the right to punish disobedient students, if you continue If you are stubborn, I can fire you."

The exposure of Voldemort's resurrection has touched Cornelius Fudge's bottom line, so he sent Umbridge the latest decision at noon today-a major blow must be given to Dumbledore's followers , even at the expense of Fischer.

Fudge's affection for Fish was still incomparable to his dedication to power. When faced with a real choice, Fudge gave up recruiting Fish without hesitation.

And after getting the permission of Minister Fudge, Umbridge screamed with excitement. She had long wanted to teach Fisher this half-human, half-cat little monster!

"Meow?"

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However, Fish's reaction was not as panic as Umbridge had expected, but rather calm.

Mao Mao tilted his head, blinked his eyes, and asked curiously, "After Fei Xu was fired, will he no longer have to do homework and exams, meow?"

Umbridge: "..."

Failed!

It was only then that she remembered that the annoying guy in front of him was usually sleeping in class, and he was only willing to write his homework after being forced by Professor McGonagall. For Fish, expulsion was not a punishment at all.

and……

A wizard who can single-handedly defeat a fire dragon doesn't really need to learn much.

Umbridge recalled last year's report of Mao Mao's participation in the Triwizard Tournament, and his mood became extremely depressed. It's even more depressing to think that the report was also written by the **** reporter Rita Skeeter.

But soon, she started to scare again: "Without your status as a Hogwarts student, you slandered the Ministry of Magic, but you are going to stand trial and be locked up!"

"Locked up? Azkaban meow?"

(ω)

However, Fish's reaction was beyond Umbridge's expectations again. He stood up with his hands on the table and said with bright eyes, "Okay, okay! Last time Fish fought with those dementors. , was stopped by Albus, just happened to go over and fight them again!"

Umbridge fell silent again.

She also remembered that Minister Fudge once sighed that Hogwarts had a talented student who could chase a group of Dementors to fight... Is that the little monster in front of her?

However, after calming down and thinking about it carefully, Umbridge also had to admit that other than Fish, no other student at Hogwarts seemed to have this ability.

Just when Umbridge didn't know what to do, Fish took the initiative to ask: "Umbridge, when are you taking Fish to Azkaban?"

(ω)

The cat fluttered its tail excitedly and looked at her with burning eyes.

Umbridge decisively avoided the question. Because she knew that if she really imprisoned Fish in Azkaban, Minister Fudge would definitely imprison her with her...

No... it should be said, she will be transferred to other places to be locked up with the group of dementors.

Besides, the word that Feishu was locked in Azkaban was what she thought of temporarily to scare the cats, but she didn't have the ability to really capture Feishu and bring him to trial.

"Cough, cough." Umbridge coughed twice in embarrassment, smirked again on his face and said, "I was just joking with you, although you talked nonsense in the magazine, but you didn't need to be fired. Even the level of incarceration."

"Hey... it's really boring meow..."

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Fish clasped his hands and sat back angrily.

Umbridge's cheeks twitched a few times, and he decided not to know the cat.

"What are you waiting for, Mr. Potter?" She looked at the more bullying Harry Potter, "Pick up a pen and write on paper: I can't lie. Write until this sentence is engraved in your heart. ."

"What is Feishu going to do?"

(ω)

The restless cat raised his hand and asked.

"..."

Umbridge forcibly suppressed the anger that was surging in his heart, pulled out a stiff smile, and said, "Don't you want a snack? I'll get it for you right away."

After she finished speaking, she turned and walked towards the cabinet behind her.

"And Sybil's tea meow!"

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The cat said loudly.

Umbridge staggered, then without turning his head, he gritted his teeth and said, "I know! I know!"

What she didn't know, however, was that when she turned around to get the dessert, Fish reached out and patted Harry, and at the same time attached a [Stone Skin] to him, and whispered to Harry to try the Scribe on the parchment.

Harry did as he was told, and then he found that there was only one mark on the parchment, no ink, and the back of his hand was like being scratched lightly with a fingernail... a little itchy.

"Why haven't you started, Mr Potter?"

Umbridge walked back with the snacks and herbal tea, and reluctantly placed them in front of Fish, then glared at Harry and sighed.

"You haven't given me ink yet." Harry frowned, trying not to laugh out loud.

"Oh, you don't need ink," said Professor Umbridge, who had not yet figured out the situation, with a slight smile in his voice.

Harry dropped the quill tip on the paper and wrote: I can't lie.

The parchment was still blank, and only a few indentations could be seen from Harry's recent writing.

Harry looked up and looked at Umbridge innocently.

"What's going on?!" Umbridge shouted in disbelief.

She stared at her toad eyes and stared at the back of Harry's unscathed hand for a while, before snatching the black quill from his hand in a huff, then grabbed a piece of parchment and slapped it heavily on it. drew a...

"what--!!!"

Umbridge let out a scream and threw the quill in his hand from a distance, clutching the back of his hand and screaming.

"Harry, do you want some meow?"

(~)つ

The cat passed a piece of cake calmly, and Harry calmly took it.

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Calvin... Sure enough, it gets harder and harder to write after deviating from the outline...

In my initial outline, the fifth year of Feish should have changed from a small skin cat to a lazy and elegant line similar to your son, but I found that if I wrote that, the main character of Feish became very ordinary, so I finally decided to keep his **** nature.

But in this way, the plot that was originally suitable for your son is no longer suitable for Fei Xu, who is still a little skin cat, so the recent revisions are about to vomit. How satisfied, and the follow-up plot has been stuck... uncomfortable.