Chapter 697： Transcript

Harry was sent to the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix by Dumbledore, while Fish returned to his home in Hogsmeade.

Probably because Voldemort won't make any big moves until he gets the prophecy ball, or he thinks that Fish has enough ability to protect himself. In short, Dumbledore no longer requires Fish to stay in the Order of the Phoenix like last summer vacation. inside.

Of course, Harry and Sirius were always welcome to visit him.

"Minerva~I'm back meow~"

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When Fish got home, Professor McGonagall, Hermione, and Comey didn't go to bed, but waited for him in the living room.

Mao Mao went up to hug them, and then took out the snacks he "exchanged" from Dudley and distributed them to everyone.

"Come and try it, this is a meow exchanged by Fish and Harry's fat cousin!"

Although they were all Muggle snacks, Hermione, as a child of a dentist, had only seen and never eaten most of them.

Of course, she wasn't too interested in these snacks either...

Hermione pinched her waist quietly. She had been fighting the autumn wind with Feixu for a long time. Her weight had always been in a relatively dangerous state. What's a shame... There was no wizard to develop a magic spell to keep her figure!

So she just took a snack in her hand without even opening the package.

"What have you and Professor Dumbledore been doing?" She asked Fish, holding the snack.

"We went to pick up Harry first, and then we went to a bald old man named Horace Slughorn, who Albus said would be our potions professor next school year."

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With food stuffed in his mouth, Fisher answered bulgingly.

"Potions class? Isn't it Defence Against the Dark Arts?" Hermione asked in surprise.

"Before Professor Slughorn retired, he was Professor of Potions at Hogwarts." Professor McGonagall explained: "At the same time, he is also the Dean of Slytherin, and he has taught before. And me."

"That Minerva joined his club too, meow?"

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Fish looked at her curiously.

However, Professor McGonagall shook his head and replied, "Although he invited me, I declined."

Mao Mao immediately breathed a sigh of relief and said fortunately, "That's good, meow, Feixu still wants to **** his club! If Minerva is in it, Feixu won't be able to do it, meow."

Professor McGonagall: "..."

"So, who is the new Defence Against the Dark Arts professor?" Hermione asked suspiciously.

She didn't know what was going on with the club that Fish and Professor McGonagall were talking about, so she put it aside for the time being, and she was more curious about who was going to be unlucky next year.

"Of course it's Severus Meow..." Mao Mao sighed helplessly, "It's not easy for Fish to fight with him..."

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Professor McGonagall knocked him on the head angrily, and scolded: "Show some respect to the professors in the school!"

"Fish didn't disrespect Severus! Didn't I always fight Minerva with you before, meow? It's not a conflict!" Maomao said confidently.

"Anyway, don't make trouble for me!" Professor McGonagall tapped him again, "If I find out, you go to fight with Professor Snape for no reason, and see how I deal with you!"

"Humph! In the end, the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor will fight with Fish for one reason or another!"

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The cats hugged their heads, and they all murmured softly.

Hearing that, Professor McGonagall gave the little cat a blank look, but felt a little uneasy in his heart... After all, there have been five examples to prove this.

To be honest, she didn't understand why Snape would agree. Even if Slughorn was the former Slytherin Dean and Potions Professor, as long as Snape didn't agree, Dumbledore couldn't force it. Ask him to change subjects.

After that, Professor McGonagall briefly explained to Hermione the nature of Horace's club, and then the two were driven to sleep by Professor McGonagall.

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"what--!

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The next morning, Fish was awakened by a scream from downstairs.

"Hermione?!"

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The cat quickly identified the owner of the voice, then rushed out of the room with the fastest speed, and jumped directly from the second floor.

"Is Voldemort calling me?!"

As soon as Fischer landed, he looked around warily.

However, he soon discovered that there were no enemies in the house. Professor McGonagall, Hermione and Comey were all staying in the living room intact. The only difference was that there were two more unknown, tawny owls in the house.

"Meow?"

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The cat is a little confused.

"Cough..." Hermione lowered her head and cleared her throat awkwardly, "There are no enemies, Fish, it's the results of the L. exam." She pointed to the two owls and explained.

"Gu, gu." "Gu gu..."

The two owls fluttered to Fisher's side, landed on his shoulders, and gently pecked his cat's ears with their beaks.

"How are you guys..." After saying hello to them, Fishu looked at Hermione speechlessly, "Why are you still so unconfident? Obviously your usual grades are so good..."

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"But... what if I don't pass the exam?" Hermione still looked uneasy, wanting to get the letter on the owl's claws, but hesitantly didn't dare to reach out.

Mao Mao rolled his eyes and took off both envelopes.

"Then you want Fish to look at me?" he asked, shaking the envelope that belonged to Hermione.

"No! No!" Hermione finally summoned up her courage and stepped forward to take her report card, "I'll do it myself!"

She cheered loudly for herself, then tore the envelope open with her eyes closed.

It's just that after she took out the transcript inside, she suddenly became cowardly again, and she never dared to open her eyes to look at it.

"Huh? Was this transcript sent by mistake meow? Why are there so many 'Ds'?"

A familiar, furry touch came from Hermione's face, and Fish's voice rang in her ear.

"what?!"

Hermione opened her eyes, looking at the parchment in her hand...

A row of "O"s.

"Meow hahaha! It's an 'O', just now Feixu accidentally read it wrong meow~"

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Before Hermione got angry, Mao Mao changed his tune and said, "Fish just said you don't have to worry about it."

Hermione glared at Mao Mao angrily, and then happily put away her report card.

"Let's see how your grades are!" The recovered Miss Know-it-all immediately urged Feixu.

"Fishu's grades will definitely not be bad, meow!"

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Unlike Hermione, Mao Mao was very confident in his own strength. He tore open the envelope and unfolded the parchment at will.

It was the same row of "Os", only one less than Hermione, but that was because Fish was taking one less class than her.

"The divination class is also an 'O' meow? Fish thought that this class could only get an 'E' at most."

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Maomao scratched his head and thought about it, Umbridge was tricked by himself and Professor Trelawney together, so he is actually very talented in "prophecy"?

"I don't know what other people's grades are like." Hermione became curious about other people's grades after reading Fish's grades.

"Hermione..."

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Mao Mao squinted at her and said, "Although I don't know why meow, Feixu doesn't like the way you are now, meow."

Hermione, who was about to write a letter to ask about the achievements of the other members of the cat club, froze, and explained at a loss: "I-I'm just curious!"

Then she slumped her shoulders and muttered, "Okay, okay, I don't need to ask..."

After calming down, Hermione also knew that her behavior was actually more offensive, but sometimes she couldn't control herself.

"Okay," Professor McGonagall, who had been on the sidelines, clapped his palms, "you have all achieved a good result, this is something to be happy about, don't be so unhappy."

She turned to Comey and instructed, "Let's make a little bit of food today, let's celebrate for both of them."

"Great!"

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"Brother Shen!"

"Um!"

Shen Changqing was walking on the road, and when he met someone he knew, he would say hello or nod to each other.

But no matter who.

Everyone's face has no superfluous expressions, as if they are very indifferent to everything.

to this.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Ministry of Suppression, it is an organization that maintains the stability of Daqin. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.

It can be said.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone had a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The town magic department is very big.

Those who can stay in the Town Demon Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two occupations, one is the guardian envoy and the other is the demon slayer.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts from the lowest level of demon slayer.

Then he was promoted step by step, and finally he was expected to become a guardian envoy.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest-ranked slayer.

He has the memory of his predecessor He is also very familiar with the environment of the Town Demon Division.

It didn't take too long, Shen Changqing stopped in front of an attic.

Different from other places full of chills in the Demon Suppression Division, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, showing a different tranquility in the **** Suppression Demon Division.

At this time, the door to the attic was open, and occasionally people came in and out.

Shen Changqing just hesitated for a moment, then stepped inside.

Enter the attic.

Circumstances have changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with a faint smell of blood rushed towards his face, causing his brows to instinctively wrinkle, but it quickly relaxed.

There is almost no way to clean the **** smell on everyone in the Zhen Mosi.