Master Druid at Hogwarts

Chapter 366 Retractable Ears

Soon, the five telescopic ears followed the wall and sneaked up to the corner where Fish was.

Naturally, this kind of movement cannot be concealed from Fish, who has keen senses, and just like what the twins said, Fish has already heard what they said.

In addition, the twins invented the retractable ears that were said to be inspired by their own hearing more than ten days ago, and they also saw the cats sold as gold medals a few days ago.

It's just because the twins still need to stock up on goods, and the Christmas holiday is approaching recently, so they postpone the sales time.

However, just as the twins guessed, Fisher never thought of denouncing them.

For cats and cats, as long as the sound is within their hearing range, it cannot be called eavesdropping...

Of course, this is only for him.

Fish is not stupid, he can still tell if others are eavesdropping, but Mao Mao doesn't care at all, he doesn't think there is anything to hide about the chat with Professor McGonagall.

So the little cat just quietly glanced at the stretchable ears at the base of the wall, then quickly looked away.

At this time, Fudge, who had finished ordering at the bar, came back, and he continued to win over Fish.

"Continuing the previous topic... Fish, do you intend to work for the Ministry of Magic in the future? I think you are very suitable for the position of Director of the Department of Management and Control of Magical Creatures."

"Not interested meow."

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Fish still refused very decisively this time, which made Minister Fudge very depressed.

"Can you tell me why? I think you know by now that the Ministry of Magic is the most powerful department in the wizarding world."

"But there is no money there. Uncle Arthur works in the Ministry of Magic, but Ron and the others are so poor."

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The kitty, who has found that earning money is not easy, replied decisively, and his answer was well-founded and convincing.

The three Weasley brothers who were eavesdropping: "..."

Suddenly, I was pierced by the cat.

Immediately after them, Minister Fudge said helplessly: "The wages of the Ministry of Magic are definitely higher than most jobs. The Weasley family is not rich, mainly because they don't know how to manage property. In addition, their children More is also one of the reasons..."

Fish counted with his fingers, then nodded in approval, and said, "It seems a bit too meow."

"Right, so the salary of the Ministry of Magic will definitely not be low. Do you want to think about it again? Maybe you can become the Minister of Magic in the future."

"Well... But, there are other people who asked Fish to work with them in the future meow..."

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The kitten scratched its hair in distress, with a troubled expression.

In addition to Fudge's solicitation, there are also bad old men who want Mao Mao to be the principal, Trelawney who has been encouraging Fish to become a fortune teller recently, and Newt, who thinks he will make a big difference in the field of magical animals, once invited him Sandro who joined the Skeleton Dance Company, and Fisher's current Weasley's Wheezes Gold Medal Sales, etc...

Therefore, no matter in terms of intimacy, invitation time, or personal senses, the Ministry of Magic would not be Fisch's first choice.

Professor McGonagall came out to help him at this time and said: "Fish is still young," she smiled, and patted Mao Mao's head lightly, "It's not too late to think about this kind of thing later, and Hogg When Watts was in fifth grade, he would also have career guidance."

"Hahaha, you're right," Minister Fudge didn't expect to abduct Fish to his side right away, he yelled and said, "I'm just impatient."

"Minerva, your little glass of violet water."

Just at this time, Ms. Rosmerta came over with a plate containing four drinks, and put the smallest purple drink in front of Professor McGonagall.

"Thank you." Professor McGonagall nodded slightly.

Among them was a particularly gigantic glass of mead, apparently ordered by Hagrid, followed by Professor Flitwick's soda on ice and conch cherry syrup, and Minister Fudge's red currant rum.

"Thank you, Rosmerta, dear," said Fudge after Ms. Rosmerta had delivered the drink. "I must say, it's good to see you again. You'll have one too, will you? Together we will……"

Apparently, Minister Fudge shared the same interests as a certain Boy Who Lived.

"Oh, thank you very much, Minister."

She could take the opportunity to pet the cat and get some news from Fudge. Of course, Ms. Rosmerta had no reason to refuse. She quickly brought another glass of red currant rum and sat next to Fish...

Minister Fudge, who was sitting directly opposite Mao Mao, felt a little regretful.

"What brings you here, Minister?"

After teasing Fish for a while, Ms. Rosmerta turned around and asked Fudge about the news.

Fudge looked left and right, made sure there was no one else around, and then whispered, "What else, my dear, isn't Sirius Black? I guess you heard what happened on Halloween at school?"

"I heard some rumors." Ms. Rosmerta nodded and admitted.

Professor McGonagall looked sternly at Fish, then at Hagrid, as if to confirm which of them had leaked the news.

"Meow?"

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Fish tilted his head, looking at Professor McGonagall for some unknown reason, and Hagrid was also confused.

In fact, there was no need for the two of them to leak the secret. Ms. Rosmerta had already heard about it from other students. Adolescent boys would always try to attract the attention of the beautiful opposite sex.

Then Ms. Rosmerta started complaining about the dementors again.

"Rosmerta, my dear, I don't like them either." Fudge said awkwardly. "It's a necessary precaution... I just came across a few more, and they're more to Dumbledore..."

He glanced at Fisher who was staring at Professor McGonagall.

"Well... and Fish are very annoyed - he refused to let them enter the castle grounds, and was beaten up by Fish before."

"That's what they deserve!" Professor McGonagall immediately stood up for his kitten, "They actually attacked Hogwarts students on the Quidditch pitch! If it wasn't for Fish and Dumbledore, God knows what they can do! What happened! How can we teach if we let those horrible things wander around?!"

"Yes, yes!" Professor Flitwick echoed sharply.

"However," argued Fudge, "they're here to protect us from a more dire threat... We all know what Black can do..."

"Harry fell off the broomstick at the time," Professor McGonagall sarcastically sarcastically said, "If they were allowed to enter Hogwarts, I'm afraid there would be no need for Black, and Harry would die."

"That's right, meow! And that time on the train, Harry, Neville, and Ginny were all frightened by the dementors, meow!" Fish also chimed in, and pricked Harry's neck by the way. Xin, "Even if Harry has learned the Patronus Charm now, he won't be able to summon the dementors created by Boggarts meow!"

Harry, who was listening remotely, was very embarrassed. Fortunately, no one could see his expression because he was under the invisibility cloak.

Fudge, who was accused by everyone, looked a little ugly, and he began to think wildly again, thinking that Dumbledore was deliberately weakening his prestige.

"You know, I still can't believe it..."

Seeing the stiff atmosphere, Ms. Rosmerta quickly changed the subject.

"Of all the people who have turned to the dark powers, Sirius Black is the last thing I can imagine... I mean, I remember him when he was a school at Hogwarts. If you told me what he would have become Man, I'd say you've had too much mead."

"You don't know half of it, Rosmerta," said Fudge gruffly. "Very few people know the worst thing he did."

In order to prove that Black was far more dangerous than Dementors, he decided to tell Ms. Rosmerta more details of the time.

"Worst?" Ms. Rosmerta's voice was full of curiosity. "You mean, worse than killing so many innocent people?"

"of course."

Fudge shook his head slightly, and wanted to continue explaining to Ms. Rosmerta.

"Just a moment, Mr. Fudge."

At this time, Professor McGonagall, who was also an insider, stopped his words, ignored Fudge's somewhat dissatisfied gaze, and instead pursed his lips and looked at the little cat with a confused expression.

"What are you trying to say? Don't try to hide it from Fish!"

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Looking at Professor McGonagall's expression, Fish guessed what she was thinking, and he immediately protested, waving his fists.

Considering the powerful hearing of Fish, the little fur cat, unless Fish is driven out of the three broomsticks now, it will not be easy to hide it from him. Professor McGonagall hesitated, but nodded .

But she still had to vaccinate Fish—

"Wait what you heard, you are not allowed to tell others... especially Harry!" Professor McGonagall said seriously.

The little cat secretly glanced at the few inconspicuous retractable ears at the base of the wall, and nodded heavily.

"Don't worry, Minerva! Fish's mouth is so tight, meow!"

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　The plot of the original book is actually quite unreasonable. In a crowded bar, Hagrid even yelled about it so openly, and Professor McGonagall only gave him a few words of warning. .

　　And this day was the last weekend before the Christmas holiday, and the original book also mentioned that a large number of students went to Hogsmeade to buy things, so it is absolutely nonsense to say that there is no one else in the bar.

　　The funniest thing was that Hermione and the others were sitting next to them, but they were blocked by the Christmas tree she moved over, and Professor McGonagall and the others didn't check the surroundings at all... It felt like they didn't intend to keep it secret at all.

　　If people in the wizarding world only have this level of awareness of secrecy, it's no wonder that the Dark Lord's prophecy was overheard by Snape...

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　　In addition, the spell that Hermione used to move the Christmas tree in the original book here is translated as Apparatus, which is Mobiliarbus in English, and later Lupine used a spell Zombie Drift on Snape, which is Mobilicorpus in English.

　　These two are actually Latin compound words, mobilis is to move, arbor is tree, and corpus is body.

　　Therefore, these two more correct translations are transporting spells or transfer spells. The specific points should be "transferring trees" and "body transporting". …

　　……

　　Thank you for the free tipping I hoped for.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)