The Druid Master of Hogwarts Chapter 177

"Minerva~" ●ω●

Fisch, who flew back to Hogwarts, quickly found Professor McGonagall who was busy in the office on the second floor, and quickly rushed to hug her.

"Huh? Do you dare to come back?!"

Professor McGonagall pinched Fisch's cheek and asked with a smile.

Of course, she was not really angry with Feixu, but she was wondering why he ran back shortly after escaping... Normally, she would have to wait until lunch, this little Pi The cat will slip back.

"Meow!"∑(●ΦДΦ●)

Xiao Feixu just remembered that he had just wronged Minerva just now, thinking about the comb, and forgot about it.

There is no way, this situation can only be acted like a baby.

So Feishe smiled flatteringly and rubbed his head on Professor McGonagall's body, looking like a good baby.

"You little clever ghost."

He wasn't really angry at first, Professor McGonagall smiled and tapped Philsch's forehead twice, and the matter was over.

"Let's talk, what's up with me?"

Professor McGonagall, who was familiar with the nature of Little Fur, knew that this little guy had something to ask for himself when he saw Fisch's performance just now.

So Feishu answered honestly: "I want to put a comb, Hagrid's comb is too big for Feishu."

Professor McGonagall was stunned. This was because she was negligent. The main reason was that she had been treating Feish as an ordinary little boy, and had relatively neglected some of the cat's needs.

Of course Professor McGonagall has a comb, and there is one in her small handbag. She opened the handbag, took out a small silver comb with a delicate shape, handed it to Fisch, and tapped it on his little head at the same time. Two clicks.

"You little idiot, why do you learn Transfiguration?"

"Meow!"∑(●ΦДΦ●)

Feishe realized that he could use Transfiguration to transform it into a comb, and he didn't have to send it to the door to be taught by Minerva.

But things that have passed, it's useless to entangle them.

The kitty quickly forgot about it, and started to smooth her tail with her little silver comb.

Brushing teeth across the hair and on the skin gave Fisch a novel experience completely different from his own licking. The tip of his tail was even trembling involuntarily because of comfort, and his throat snored and snored subconsciously. sound.

Obviously combing a tail is not enough to satisfy Fisch. I saw his body gradually shrinking, and his black and white hair gradually covered his exposed skin. In a short while, he became a cat-man with a height of about one meter. .

It was the first time Professor McGonagall saw Fisch in this form. She quickly dropped the job at hand, ran over to hold Fisch's armpits, lifted him up, and looked at the little guy up and down.

The Feish in this state looks like a large tabby cat standing up, but some of the characteristics of the Feish human form can still be seen. The cat's claws on both hands are also longer than ordinary cats. And much more flexible, Professor McGonagall's silver comb is being firmly grasped by Feishu.

"What's wrong, Minerva?" ω

Feish looked at Professor McGonagall who raised himself in a puzzled way, and he dangled his limbs obediently, without struggling, although he was not very comfortable being lifted like this.

"When did you become like this?"

After being surprised, Professor McGonagall put Feish down, and then asked curiously.

Feish brushed his own hair with a small comb, and casually replied: "I can cater at the beginning. I became like this first. I thought it was too short before I became a cat man again... What's wrong? "

"Well, it's nothing, it's just the first time I see you like this, I feel a little surprised."

Professor McGonagall thought for a while, this didn't seem to be a big deal, and Fisch's magical performance was not bad either.

So she smiled and praised: "Fish like this is also very cute."

"Hey hey~"

Fisch shook his head triumphantly, then continued combing.

But soon he ran into trouble-it was inconvenient to comb his back.

After twisting his head and turning his arms on his back, Fisch gave up and approached Professor McGonagall with his small comb.

"Minerva~ Help me comb my back, meow~" ●ω●

However, Professor McGonagall, who is busy with work, doesn't have so much idle time. While she lowered her head to sort out the list of new students, she casually said: “I'm not free now, you can go to Hagrid or someone else to help you, or at night I I'll comb it for you again."

"Namelova wants Feishe to help me?"

Fisch thought for a while, he still prefers to be combed by Professor McGonagall, so he put the small comb on the desk, and then lay on Professor McGonagall's back, while looking at the list of students over her shoulder, he asked. .

"You gave me peace of mind at the school banquet, which is a great help."

"Huh!" (〃｀3〃)

With a puffed face, Fisch was very dissatisfied with Professor McGonagall's disgust with him.

"Fish is behaved now!"

"Yes, yes, it's okay for Na Feixu to go and play by himself, mom still has work to do."

"Okay Meow! Then I'm going to find Albus and Fox to play."

Speaking of the school banquet, Fisch thinks of the Sorting Hat. Tonight, I definitely can't grab the Sorting Hat and run away like last year, so I have to get close to him in advance.

Feish, in the form of a cat, jumped off Professor McGonagall's back and hopped to the third floor. ()

With a cat cry, the stone monster guarding the door stepped out of the way. Feish couldn't wait for the slow spiral staircase. He quickly jumped to the eighth floor and pushed open the gleaming oak door.

"Hello Meow!" (=ΦωΦ=)

Dumbledore was not in his office, but Fisch didn't care at all. He greeted the principals on the wall familiarly.

And the group of portraits are pretending to be asleep as always.

Feixu didn't care either. He had been used to the silent state of this group of grandparents a long time ago, and after greeted him, he ran to Fox's side on his own.

Fox's condition looked worse than before, with sparse feathers on his body. Seeing that Feish only slightly lifted his wings weakly, he let out a dull cry.

As usual, Fox threw a soothing spell to Fox, and Feish stood on tiptoe and stroked its wings twice, only to accidentally hook a feather down with his paw.

Withdrawing his paws in a hesitant manner, Fisch stopped disturbing Fox, turned his head and climbed onto the shelf with the sorting hat.

"Merlin's smelly sock! Hurry up and retract your paw! I can't stand your scratching twice!"

The Sorting Hat yelled out~www.mtlnovel.com~ It doesn't expect Fei Xu not to toss itself anymore, but at least don't use its paws! Those sharp little claws make the hat scared when you look at it!

"Meow?"

Feishe looked at his cat's paws, and then consciously put the paws away. The paws in the cat's form were different from the cat's, and he ran out accidentally.

"The Sorting Hat, I came to you to play meow!" (=ΦωΦ=)

"Then I really thank you..."

The Sorting Hat replied feebly, and then Feish took it off the shelf without resistance and placed it upside down on the desk.

And Feishe changed back to the cat's appearance, and got into the sorting hat and rolled around.

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