Master Druid at Hogwarts

Chapter 233 Greeting Cards
More than a month has passed since the attack on Mrs. Norris, and the so-called heir to the Chamber of Secrets has never appeared since the words left on the wall.

The topic of the secret room has dropped a lot in the student community, but it has not completely disappeared, but has been maintained at a moderate level.

Among the students, opinions on this matter gradually diverged.

Some students regarded this incident as a prank, thinking that some students were taking revenge on Filch. There was no secret room at all, and naturally there were no secret room secrets and secret room monsters.

But there are also some people who disagree with this view, because Mrs. Norris has a very good relationship with Fish, and with his favored degree in Hogwarts, even if it is to revenge Filch, the first choice will not be Lowe. Mrs. Liz is right.

The two sides said that the public is right, and the mother-in-law said that the mother-in-law is right. They kept arguing about this issue, so they kept the topic hot.

But no matter how you say it, everyone is not as worried as they were at the beginning. They either think that there is no secret room, or that the school has taken some measures to prevent the murderer from acting rashly.

As for Fish, it doesn't really matter whether there is a secret chamber heir or not. The important thing is to find the guy who petrified Mrs. Norris and beat him up.

It's just that because the other party hadn't appeared again, he had already given up looking for it, and planned to wait for Mrs. Norris to wake up before asking about it.

"Minerva~" ●ω●

That night, Fish came to find Professor McGonagall to listen to the story again.

Professor McGonagall, who was sitting at the desk writing something, raised her head, "You came just in time," she said to Fish, "Come here and sign your name."

Professor McGonagall picked up a piece of parchment and shook it at Fish.

"Meow?"

Fish leaned over curiously, and saw a somewhat familiar form—the Christmas Detention List, which he had signed once last year.

"It's Christmas again, meow!"

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Fish cheered happily, and quickly signed his name on it.

"It's vacation time again!"

After signing, Fish ran around the desk. Besides the holidays, there were also banquets and Christmas presents, which were all his favorite things.

But Professor McGonagall's words calmed down the excited kitten——

"Get your Christmas cards ready this year."

"Meow!"

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Fish didn't have to worry about giving gifts, but the pile of Christmas cards gave Fish a headache. Last year, there were more than 200 greeting cards, and Fish was so ecstatic.

And there will be more greeting cards to be written this year. Except for the class that has already graduated, those classmates who did not send Christmas gifts to Fisher last year but sent Christmas gifts to him, the polite Fisher must also make up for them. Plus this year's freshman...

Let's put it this way, as many students as there are at Hogwarts, Fish has to prepare as many greeting cards.

Thinking of the workload in the future, Fish felt a little dizzy.

"Minerva~ help Fish Meow!"

(QДQ●)

Fish hurriedly threw himself on Professor McGonagall, begging.

"That's not okay. I've already prepared Christmas presents for you. You should prepare the greeting cards yourself."

Professor McGonagall refused with a smile, but Fisher's handwriting is now above the standard, so she doesn't need to force Fisher to write.

So Professor McGonagall said after seeing Fish drooping his ears, "However, I can teach you a spell to make your work a lot easier."

The spell that Professor McGonagall mentioned is called the Copying Curse, which can copy a string of written text onto other paper, which is far more convenient than Muggle printing.

The copying spell may be a bit complicated for ordinary second-year students, but it is very simple for Fish. He just watched Professor McGonagall demonstrate it, and then he practiced it a few times before he could successfully cast it. up.

Next, Fish only needs to use this spell to copy about [-] greeting cards, and then fill in different names, which greatly reduces his workload.

"Minerva is the best meow!" ●ω●

Fish threw himself into Professor McGonagall's arms again, buried his head in the socket of her shoulder and rubbed vigorously a few times.

Afterwards, there was the regular story-telling session. Fish lay in Professor McGonagall's arms as usual, and after listening to an interesting story, he left her room with a stack of greeting cards that Professor McGonagall had prepared for him. office.

However, after Fish came out, he didn't go outside the castle. Instead, he went up the stairs and came to the Room of Response on the eighth floor.

He planned to get all the greeting cards tonight, and then handed them over to Professor McGonagall, asking her to help prepare the Christmas presents, because Fish also knew that it would not be possible to prepare more than 400 presents in a day or two.

"Fisch wants a room where I can write greeting cards, meow..."

Whispering his request in a low voice, and walking back and forth three times in front of the wall opposite the tapestry, Fish walked into a room full of desks.

On every desk in the room, there are ink bottles of several colors, as well as various quill pens of different models, inserted on delicate bases.

Ink bottles and quills are neatly arranged in two rows, placed on the upper edge of the table, and on the left hand side of the table, there are stacks of greeting cards of different colors, with gold and silver lines on them to outline A variety of gorgeous borders.

Fish looked at the greeting cards on the table, and then at the greeting card Professor McGonagall prepared for him...

(ω)
(●ΦωΦ●)ノ⌒*
Although these more than 400 greeting cards were prepared by dear Minerva for herself, I have to say that her taste is really not flattering.

So the little cat didn't hesitate at all, and threw the pile of greeting cards, which looked very monotonous, aside.

Finding a random table and sitting down, Fish stretched out his hand and took out a greeting card. The overall color of the greeting card was blue, while the frame and patterns were bronze.

"This color scheme... looks familiar..."

Fish scratched his head, then looked at the greeting cards in three other colors beside him, and finally came to his senses.

Isn't this the color scheme of the four houses in Hogwarts?
Sure enough, it was the right choice to discard the greeting card given by Minerva.

Although still using the copying spell to prepare greeting cards, sending greeting cards of different colors to the students of the corresponding colleges will certainly show that he is more attentive, and after seeing these four different greeting cards, Fisher also plans to give four different greeting cards. Students of the Academy prepare different congratulatory speeches.

After being taught by Professor McGonagall for so long, Fish has become more and more adapted to the human way of life.

From the many quills, he picked a black and white quill that was the same color as his fur, and Fisher found the same bronze color as the pattern on the greeting card from a pile of ink.

Just as he was dipping the ink and was about to write his congratulations on the greeting card, he stopped suddenly.

Because an idea suddenly popped up in Fish's mind, anyway, he will definitely not send fewer greeting cards in the future Christmas, and the greeting cards of different colleges have to use different colors of ink, so why not prepare a few more templates, Save it?
Although it is also possible to keep a few of the greeting cards after copying them, but compared to the scattered greeting cards, the black diary that he occasionally uses to sharpen his claws, but it will not rot no matter how much he tosses, is better choice?
Thinking of this, Fish took out Riddle's black diary from his magic pocket, opened it, and wrote a string of congratulations praising wisdom on it... He remembered that Ravenclaw liked to emphasize this.

After finishing the congratulatory speech, Fish put down the quill in his hand, and was about to transform back into the cat form. When he added the iconic plum blossom paw print at the end of the text, he saw the handwriting he had just written flickering a few times. , as if being sucked in by the paper, disappeared without a trace.

"Meow!"

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