The Druid Master of Hogwarts Chapter 570

Professor Trelawney, who was unable to persuade Fish, was in a bad mood, so she gave everyone a lot of homework - recording their daily dreams for a month.

Harry and the others all complained, only Fish didn't take it seriously.

Anyway, even if he dreamed, he would only dream of the giant tree. At best, he could write "Dream of the big tree" thirty times.

After the divination class was over, Fish first went to reunite with Hermione, who was doing arithmetic and divination, and then went to the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom together.

"This class, Fish, you'd better be quiet." Hermione said solemnly: "That Umbridge was sent by the Ministry of Magic to intervene in school management, and we'd better not be caught by her. "

"Don't worry, Hermione, Fish has something in mind!"

The cat replied solemnly, making Hermione a little more at ease.

However, what she didn't notice was that there was a hint of slyness in Fish's big green eyes.

When they entered the Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom, the other students had already arrived, and Umbridge was sitting quietly behind the podium, waiting for the bell to ring.

She was still wearing last night's fluffy pink cardigan with a black velvet bow on top of her head...

It looked like a big fly had landed on a bigger toad.

"Puff puff……"

The cat cat who had the association looked at Umbridge on the podium and couldn't help but puffed out his cheeks and laughed.

Umbridge looked over, her eyes swept across the cat ears on Fisch's head, and after a slight stunned, she immediately piled up a sweet smile.

"Look who this is?" She choked her throat and said in a voice like a little girl: "Mr McGonagall, Minister Fudge has praised you very much, you are as cute as the rumors say. !"

Although Umbridge showed a very friendly attitude, Fish was keenly aware that the other party didn't seem to like him very much...

Because under normal circumstances, people who meet him for the first time, especially women, can't help but come over and give him a hand, but Umbridge sits motionless, and has no idea of ​​getting close to him at all.

Of course, it's not that Fish hasn't seen such a person who is not affected by his affinity, and he himself doesn't like Umbridge very much, so naturally he won't take her true attitude to heart.

"Can you share with me, what makes you so happy?"

Umbridge crossed the stubby fingers of her two hands, placed them squarely on her chest, and asked in a friendly manner.

Fixu blinked, and after thinking for a moment, he said the truth: "Fishu thinks you look like Laifu."

As soon as the cat's words came out, the students sitting below all burst into laughter. Not only the Gryffindor students, but also the Hufflepuff students who were in class together looked overjoyed. Their prefect Ernie McMillan even thumped the desk in an exaggerated way.

Neville's pet that always runs away is quite famous throughout Hogwarts. After all, when they were in their first year, Hermione once led Neville to knock on their carriages one by one, asking Leife. 's whereabouts.

"Quiet! Quiet! Quiet!"

Umbridge screamed and slapped the podium a few times, quieting the laughing students. At this time, her face no longer had the sweet smile on her face, but her whole face sank. Down...it looks more like a toad.

Although it was unclear who Fisher was referring to, Umbridge knew from the reactions of other students that it was definitely not a good metaphor, and she wanted to teach Fish, the little wizard who mocked her, a lesson right away. But thinking of Minister Fudge's explanation, she had to suppress the anger in her heart.

"Which classmate is Leif? I don't seem to see him on the roll."

After doing some psychological construction, Umbridge smirked again, and then still couldn't hold back his curiosity and asked.

Then she saw the cat-eared boy in front of her raise his hand, pointed at a round-faced boy at the back of the classroom, and replied, "Leifo is Neville's pet meow."

"Ah..." Umbridge's face softened a little, and she continued to ask, "Is it a cat? Or an owl?"

Owls have always been the most popular pet among the wizarding community, and since Fish was exposed for the trifecta last year, cat pets have also become popular. Umbridge felt that using these two animals as a metaphor for herself, she Still acceptable.

"It's not meow," Feixu shook his head and replied earnestly, "It's a toad meow."

A burst of laughter broke out in the classroom again, overshadowing the class bell that just sounded, and the smiling face that Umbridge finally piled up collapsed again.

Umbridge had also done her homework on the origin of Fish, so she subconsciously thought that most of the pets mentioned by Fish would be cats.

And Umbridge actually likes decorations with cat patterns very much, because she has always felt that cats, such cute-looking creatures, match her temperament very well...

Although she thinks real cats are dirty and troublesome, that doesn't stop her from thinking of herself as a cat

A witch like Mi, and even her patron saint is a cat.

But at the same time, she actually knew that she looked "a bit" like a toad, but it was because of this self-knowledge that Umbridge hated the most when others judged her appearance like this.

The reason why she continued to ask Fishu just now was not only that she thought the answer would be cats, but also because toads were out of fashion when Umbridge was in school, so she never thought that there would be people who would still be able to do so. Keep this ugly and disgusting thing.

So, when Fish said that Ralph was a toad, Umbridge's sanity string snapped. She even hated Neville, who kept Raif.

"Shut up!"

The irrational Umbridge let out a terrifying roar, like an old whistle whistling—that was her truest voice.

The laughter in the classroom suddenly fell silent, and everyone looked at the podium in surprise, the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts with a twisted face.

Just when the angry Umbridge was about to punish Fish and the hapless Neville, Fish spoke again...

"I'm sorry meow, did Fishu say something wrong again?"

Mao Mao scratched his hair and said innocently: "Fixu doesn't know if you will like Laifu, although he doesn't have long hair, but there are many female toads in the Black Lake who like him very much and want to give him birth. Baby, so Fish thought you'd like him too..."

Umbridge, who had finally regained his composure because of Fish's apology, almost snapped again after realizing what he meant by what he said later.

The other classmates who also reacted, also covered their mouths with both hands at this time, for fear that they would be happy if they were not careful.

However, Umbridge, as an official fan who is bent on climbing, quickly adjusted after he had lost his way once.

If it wasn't for Minister Fudge's explanation...

After she gasped for a while, driven by her remaining rationality and desire for promotion, she forcibly suppressed the anger in her heart.

Fish McGonagall thinks differently from normal people...

Umbridge used the information she found to convince herself not to have the same knowledge as Fish. Of course, she also wisely did not continue to entangle with Fish.

"Cough, cough." She cleared her throat, regained her whistling voice, and said to Fish: "It's class now, please go back to your seat, Mr. McGonagall."

"Did you just do it on purpose?"

After they both sat down, Hermione whispered in Fish's ear.

Although Maomao's aesthetics are still different from ordinary people's, Hermione has already talked with Fishh about how to evaluate human appearance, so she knows that even if Fishh really thinks that it looks like a toad, it doesn't If something is not good, it will not be said as something that can be praised.

Besides...

Hermione still remembered that Fish had just laughed when he saw Umbridge when he entered the classroom.

Facing Hermione's questioning, the cat stuck out its tongue, posing an innocent but obviously outspoken appearance...

"Fish doesn't understand what you're talking about, Hermione."

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"Classmates, good afternoon!" After Fish and Hermione both sat down, Umbridge, who finally calmed down, said to everyone.

However, everyone just looked at her, all holding back laughter.

The anger that Umbridge had just suppressed rose up again in an instant.

"That's not good, is it?" She gave a stiff fake smile through gritted teeth that looked like she had a facial spasm. "I want you to answer this: 'Good afternoon, Professor Umbridge.' Please do it again. "Classmates, good afternoon!"

She communicated with everyone like she was treating a group of babies. This made everyone's perception of her even worse. After all, at their age, they didn't like to be treated as a child the most.

"Good afternoon, Professor Umbridge," the group responded unevenly and vaguely.

Only Fish responded loudly and energetically: "Good afternoon meow! Professor Umbridge!"

Albus Dumbledore, Tom Riddle by example - when you want to get in trouble with someone but don't want to be suspected, it's best to get on with him first.

In this way, not only will the other party be unprepared for you, but others will also subconsciously ignore you...

When the diary Horcrux wanted to entrap Fisch to a dangerous place, this was what Dumbledore did, and Dumbledore explained to Fisch in detail why he did so.

Sure enough, seeing Fish's performance, Umbridge's face improved significantly, she regained her sweet smile, and said with a choked voice, "You should learn from Mr. McGonagall, please do it again. Good afternoon, classmates!"

Everyone also noticed that this old toad was obviously not going to give up until it achieved its goal, so they had to respond impatiently and loudly: "Good afternoon, Professor Umbridge."

"That's right," said Professor Umbridge in a whimper. "It's not too difficult, is it? Please put away your wand and take out your quill."

Mao Mao, who originally wanted to have a good relationship with her slowly, wanted to give up in an instant... This old toad's class is not fun at all!

However, after thinking about it carefully, Fish felt that he couldn't give up easily, so he obediently and the others took out the quill that Rita had given him, and then asked for a piece of parchment from Hermione.

Hermione didn't know what Fish was thinking, thinking that her persuasion had worked, and was secretly delighted.

Then Umbridge began to babble on the podium. She was talking about how unorganized the Defense Against the Dark Arts class had been before, and she was here at the request of the Ministry of Magic to teach everyone to be more correct. Theoretical knowledge, etc., and let everyone copy what she showed on the blackboard...

This made Fish's patience wear down at a rapid rate, but he repeated the contents of the blackboard in a low voice, and let Rita's shorthand pen write and draw on the parchment.

Umbridge glanced at the long-feathered automatic stencil in front of Fish, and inexplicably thought of a reporter he hated so much... even though the other party is now in a partnership with the Ministry of Magic.

The reporter she thought of was naturally Rita Skeeter, who had dealt a lot with the Ministry of Magic.

And Umbridge hates Skeeter for the simple reason that Skeeter once wrote an article "slandering" Umbridge, saying that she had ruthlessly taken credit from other colleagues and appropriated it for herself.

Umbridge does not admit this kind of thing. When she reported the situation to her boss, she also mentioned the names of other colleagues a little bit, but it is not her who can decide who the boss wants to give credit to. of.

It must be those colleagues who were unhappy and deliberately distorted the facts. That reporter named Skeeter was not a good person, and he released the news without verification.

Of course, the magnanimous Umbridge didn't blame those jealous colleagues... anyway, they had been fired from the Ministry of Magic long ago for some "inappropriate little mistakes".

The students below were very curious why Umbridge kept staring at Fish's quill and kept changing expressions after he asked them to copy the contents of the blackboard.

"Cough, cough." Umbridge noticed everyone's doubtful eyes after he recovered, and said to Fish with a smirk, "Mr. McGonagall, copying these contents with your own hands will make your impression even more profound."

When the other classmates heard her say this, they all showed mocking smiles.

Want to ask Feishe to write? This new professor should be beaten by the cat soon.

"No! Fish hates writing the most, meow!"

Fish clasped his arms and firmly refused.

What to do with Umbridge... I'm quitting!

Minister Fudge has an explanation... Minister Fudge has an explanation...

Umbridge, who was rejected by the cat, kept saying this in his heart.

Fish had felt right before, Umbridge didn't like him, maybe even hated him a little bit, because she had a natural aversion to being half-human and half-beast.

Even her reason for pushing the anti-werewolf bill is not really worried about werewolves hurting people, Umbridge doesn't care about the safety of others at all, her reason for opposing werewolves is simply because she hates these half-human, half-beasts.

So whether Fish is the so-called Born Animagus or whatever, she's seeing

When it comes to cat ears and tails, it instinctively resists.

Connelly Fudge, on the other hand, had an explanation, hoping that Umbridge could win Fish to the Ministry of Magic.

Not only because he was influenced by Fish's affinity, but also because he knew how popular Cats were at Hogwarts. As long as Fish was won, the entire Hogwarts students would fall to the Ministry of Magic.

In this way, in Fudge's imagination, Dumbledore's plan to use Hogwarts to form a private army would fail, and his position as Minister of Magic would be more secure.

He arranged for Umbridge to incapacitate the Hogwarts students for the same purpose - to prevent Dumbledore from building an army.

And Umbridge, who was carrying a major mission from the Ministry of Magic, after doing some psychological construction, finally decided not to have the same knowledge as Fish, and continued her teaching.

"Does every classmate have a copy of Wilbert Slinka's Defense Theory of Magic?" she asked.

There was a murmur of affirmation in the class.

"I think we're going to do it all over again," Professor Umbridge said, "and when I ask you a question, I want you to answer 'yes, Professor Umbridge', or 'no, Professor Umbridge' '."

Frustrated on Fisher's side, she decided to regain her confidence from the other students, but what she didn't understand was that doing so would only accelerate everyone's dislike of her.

Or rather, Umbridge knew it, but she didn't care.

"Again: Does every classmate have a copy of Wilbert Slinka's Defense Theory of Magic?"

"Yes, Professor Umbridge," the class answered loudly, but the expressions on their faces grew impatient.

"Very good," Umbridge said to himself, ignoring their expressions, "I want you to turn the book to page 5~www.mtlnovel.com~ and read' Chapter 1, Basics of Getting Started '. Don't whisper while reading."

As soon as he heard that he was going to read, Fisch, whose patience had already worn out, immediately gave up his original plan. He changed back to the appearance of a cat, jumped directly to the table and fell asleep.

Umbridge couldn't sit still anymore. She stood up from the podium and walked to Fish's side with heavy steps.

"Cough, cough." Umbridge cleared his throat.

The cat moved the tip of its tail and continued to lie down and ignored her.

"Cough, cough!" Umbridge accentuated.

Fish reacted a little this time. He opened one eye and glanced at Umbridge, then changed positions, burying his head in his front paws...

Keep sleeping.

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Chapter end