Chapter 687： McGonagall's meal today

"Master Fisher! Miss Hermione! Dinner is ready! Professor McGonagall asked me to call you back to dinner!"

With a piercing crack, the elf Comey appeared in the depths of the Forbidden Forest, and screamed at Fish and Hermione, who were cuddling each other in cat form and lying dormant on Fluffy's head.

"Meow!"

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Fish opened his eyes immediately, jumped off Lou Wei's head with Hermione, then turned around to say goodbye to Lou Wei.

"Wow!" ×3

Lu Wei's three heads all barked at Fish in response, then he stood up from the ground and walked slowly towards Hagrid's hut.

It's going to go to Hagrid's to get some food, bully Grapp by the way, do some after-dinner exercise or something.

And the magical animals and ordinary animals who had gathered around Lu Wei before also scattered in a hurry and went to forage for food.

"Komi, take us back quickly, meow!"

Fish, who had returned to human form, held Hermione with one hand and put the other hand on Comey's shoulder, urging hurriedly.

"As ordered! Master Feixu!"

Comey agreed sharply, and immediately started Apparating, taking Fish and Hermione back to their home in Hogsmeade.

"Minerva~"

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Fisher shouted the name of Professor McGonagall in his mouth, but he ran straight to the direction of the fragrant kitchen.

"Go wash your hands! Don't need me to remind you every time!"

Professor McGonagall grabbed the little skin cat that passed by him, and scolded angrily.

"But Fish has already licked his paws very carefully, meow!"

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The cat is very aggrieved. He has already cleaned his claws, so why do he need to wash it again after turning back into a human form?

"There's no reason! I've said it many times, washing hands before meals is the most basic etiquette!"

Professor McGonagall has no reason to lick her paws unclean, because when she first became an Animagus, she was influenced by animal form and would lick a hair from time to time or something.

Although she can control it now, she understands the feeling that comes from the cat's instinct, so Professor McGonagall never stops Fish from licking... Well, except for some special parts.

It's just that she didn't force Fish to change some of the cat's instincts, but she also asked Fish to develop some habits when he was in human form.

So Fish was still unable to beat Professor McGonagall after all, and was dragged reluctantly by Hermione to the sink beside him to wash his hands.

After washing his hands, Fish jumped to the dining table as fast as he could, grabbed the knife and fork, and tapped the table rhythmically with their tails.

"Minerva! Hurry up! Minerva! Hurry up!"

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At the rapid but rhythmic urging of the cat, Professor McGonagall, Hermione, and Comey all sat down at the table, and Fish immediately moved the knife and fork in his hand, quickly and elegantly The food on the plate is fed into his mouth.

Just as the family was happily sitting around the dining table eating dinner, there was a loud bang in the living room outside.

Professor McGonagall and Comey both put down their knives and forks and ran out quickly.

"Albus? Why are you here? Is there something wrong with the Order of the Phoenix?" Her series of inquiries caused Hermione to stop moving, and only Fish was still devouring it with concentration.

"No, the Order of the Phoenix is ​​fine." Dumbledore's voice sounded a little light. "I'm sorry to disturb you guys, but I'm in a hurry to ask Fish for help."

As he spoke, he walked into the kitchen side by side with Professor McGonagall, with Comey the elf following closely behind.

It wasn't until this time that Fisher turned his attention away from the food. He looked up at Dumbledore, and before he could speak, the cat shouted in surprise, "Albus, why do you look like you're about to Dead meow?!"

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Fisch felt the weak breath of life in Dumbledore for the first time, just like when Fox was about to die.

He tilted his head and said suddenly, "You are going to Nirvana too, meow?"

"What? Is what Fish said true, Albus?" Professor McGonagall looked at Dumbledore in shock.

Of course, she didn't really think that Dumbledore was going to Nirvana, but what Fish said before - Dumbledore is dying.

It is no secret that Feish can sense the strength and weakness of the life breath of living beings, so when he said that, Professor McGonagall and the others immediately believed it.

"That's why I came to Fish..." Dumbledore said with a wry smile, and stretched out his right hand that had been hidden under his sleeve.

"My God!" Hermione exclaimed and covered her mouth after seeing the charred right hand.

"Merlin's beard!" Professor McGonagall's eyes widened, and he hurriedly asked, "What's going on? Are you running to fight Voldemort?"

"It's not wrong to say that..." Dumbledore waved his dry and charred right hand and explained: "I found another Voldemort Horcrux, and although it was destroyed, it was also shot by Voldemort. A trap laid there."

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When Fish realized that Dumbledore could not be nirvana, he immediately jumped up to him and shot him several recovery spells one after another.

The soft green light continued to surround Dumbledore's right arm, the scorched black on the arm subsided at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the originally dry arm gradually swelled.

However, Fish's expression remained solemn.

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Because in his perception, Dumbledore's aura of life did not increase in any way, it just made the previous state that might dissipate at any time a little more stable.

And after the green light dissipated, Dumbledore's entire palm was still dry and charred, while his forearm recovered a little fleshy, from a "corpse" to a skinny state, and the blackness only faded a little, The elbows showed a blue-purple color, and then the color gradually deepened. At the beginning of the wrists, there was not much difference from before, only the upper arms were completely recovered.

"Thank you, Fish, I'm much more relaxed now." Dumbledore, the "patient", was very satisfied with the result. He moved his fingers that were still charred smiled and thanked road.

Although Fish couldn't heal himself, Dumbledore was not as weak as before, and his strength had recovered by most of it, which was enough for him, besides...Isn't there a tranquility that I haven't tried yet? ?

Dumbledore was still optimistic.

"But……"

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"It's just not cured for the time being, Fish." Dumbledore cut off Mao Mao's words, "You were in St. Mungo's before, didn't you have a lot of people who couldn't be cured at one time? It's enough to make me feel better. That's enough, we'll have time to fix this little trouble later."

He winked at Fish playfully, then stroked his stomach with his intact left hand, and said, "Speaking of which, in order to solve Voldemort's Horcrux, I haven't had dinner yet. Would you mind adding me?"

"Of course it's fine, please sit down, Albus." Professor McGonagall, who didn't know how serious Dumbledore's condition was, invited him to sit down with a smile, and told Comey to get another set of cutlery.

After all, in her opinion, Dumbledore was so powerful that even Voldemort himself couldn't do anything to him. It was just a magic trap, and it shouldn't be too bad.

and……

She also has confidence in the healing ability of cats and cats, especially the tranquility spell, which can make the whole St. Mungo's go crazy.

Fish blinked, and sat back in his seat, continuing to eat dinner.

It's not that he is worried about Dumbledore and himself robbing him, but because the cat is keenly aware that Dumbledore doesn't seem to want others to know about his situation...

Although Fish didn't know why he did this, he cooperated and remained silent.

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