Chapter 58 Cat Bones

In fact, Professor McGonagall did not let Fish wait too long.

At dinner time that night, as soon as Fish sat down, Professor McGonagall came over and came to his side.

"Fish?"

Professor McGonagall bent down, put her head next to Fish, and greeted him with a smile.

However, Fish turned a deaf ear to Professor McGonagall's call. He took a fork and poked at the plate in front of him, messing up the cut fish meat in the plate.

This made Angelina, who was responsible for cutting food for Fish tonight, very upset.

"Are you still angry with me?"

Professor McGonagall reached out and touched Fish, but he shook his head to avoid it.

"Humph!" (〃｀3′〃)

"How about we have dinner together tonight?"

Professor McGonagall picked up Fish and walked towards the teacher's table while leaning over to kiss Fish.

Although Firth pushed Professor McGonagall's head away and refused her kiss, he did not refuse her invitation to have dinner together.

He originally wanted Minerva to coax him, so of course he could not completely refuse her.

Angelina was even more upset now. Not only was the fish meat she cut for Firth mixed up, but he was also carried away by Professor McGonagall without even tasting it.

"Come on, Firth, try this."

Carrying Firth to the teacher's table, Professor McGonagall let Firth sit on her lap, then picked up the knife and fork, cut a piece of lamb chop, and handed it to Firth with a kind face.

"Humph!" (〃｀3′〃)

Firth turned his head away and crossed his arms, indicating that he was still angry and could not be coaxed easily.

Professor McGonagall was not in a hurry, and just smiled and raised the fork, letting the fragrant lamb chop sway constantly under Firth's nose.

During the years of adopting Fish, this little cat had quarreled with her before, and Professor McGonagall knew clearly how to coax him most effectively.

Fish, this little guy, has always been a bit nervous. With a whole day as a buffer, he is not so angry at this time. Now he just needs to tempt him with food while he is hungry, and Fish, this little greedy cat, will surrender obediently.

Professor McGonagall has always been very accurate in understanding Fish's thoughts, especially after she relaxed her requirements for Fish. Professor McGonagall can now deal with the problem of this little troublemaker with a more peaceful mentality.

The development of things is also similar to what Professor McGonagall expected. After persisting for a while, Fish really couldn't stand the aroma that kept lingering around his nose, so he opened his eyes slightly and glanced at the lamb chop.

But he soon retracted his gaze.

"Humph!" (〃｀︿′〃)

He would not give up so easily!

But... it smells really good... (ˉ﹃ˉ)

So, I'll take another look.

Then... I took another look.

"Ah!... Hum! Hmm..." (〃｀~′〃)

After glancing at the lamb chops under his nose for several times, Fish opened his mouth at lightning speed and took the lamb chops on the fork away. Then he turned his head away quickly, chewing the fragrant lamb chops while continuing to act as if he was still angry, come and comfort me.

He didn't forgive Minerva, but the lamb chops would not taste good if they were cold!

That's right! That's it, meow!

After swallowing the lamb in his mouth, Fish began to glance at the food on the plate again.

Professor McGonagall didn't expose him, and continued to smile and pick up various foods that Fish liked to eat and put them to his mouth.

After feeding him about six or seven times, Fish, who "never gave up easily", forgot everything that happened in the morning.

"Minerva! Eat this, meow!"

Fish, who was no longer angry, forked a piece of fried fish and held it to Professor McGonagall's mouth.

Professor McGonagall opened her mouth with a look of satisfaction and ate it. Then she lowered her head and kissed Fish's little head to express her gratitude.

This time, Fish did not resist Professor McGonagall's kiss, but looked very happy.

"Meow hehehe..."(●≧ω≦●)

Encouraged, Fish used his not-so-skilled reverse handshake more actively, picked up various foods on the table and fed them to Professor McGonagall behind him.

"Ah! Fish is so cute!"

"If only I could eat the food Fish feeds..."

"I would be satisfied if I could just hug him."

Countless little witches put down their knives and forks, and stopped eating dinner. They just held their cheeks and stared at the interaction between Fish and Professor McGonagall, wishing they could take their place.

Although the boys were not as exaggerated as the girls, most of them looked at the teacher's table while eating, and several little wizards even accidentally put the food in their hands into their noses.

Seeing the happy scene of Fish and Professor McGonagall, Harry Potter was greatly relieved.

Although Fish no longer took his anger out on him because of his good friend Ron's "betrayal", Harry was still worried that if Fish knew the truth, he would hate him again.

Fortunately, Fish and Professor McGonagall have reconciled now, so he doesn't have to worry about this problem anymore.

On the teacher's desk, Fish, who had eaten his fill, turned back into a cat and lay on Professor McGonagall's legs, revealing his belly. Under Professor McGonagall's skilled cat-stroking technique, he purred comfortably.

The little wizards below were jealous again.

"Okay, go play by yourself."

Finally, Professor McGonagall stopped her evil cat-showing behavior. She patted Fish's belly and said softly.

"Meow~"

Fish responded and jumped off Professor McGonagall's legs. Before everyone could react, he jumped out of the auditorium and ran away.

Seeing Fish leave, the little wizards concentrated on the dinner in front of them, and many of them sped up their eating.

Wandering around in their spare time to see if they could run into Fish was a great pleasure for the three colleges except Gryffindor.

If they were really lucky enough to run into him, they could brag about it to their good friends all day long.

In comparison, the little wizards of Gryffindor seemed much more calm.

After all, they were students of the same college, so they had more time to get in touch with Fish, so they didn't have to pursue any chance encounters like the students of the other three colleges.

But this did not include Harry and Ron.

"Hurry up and finish your dinner. Let's finish our homework before detention."

Ron said to Harry vaguely while stuffing food into his mouth: "You are responsible for the homework of the spells class, and I am responsible for the herbology class."

Harry, who was also eating quickly, had no doubts about this. He nodded to show that he understood.

Although he would be in detention soon, Harry did not feel too much regret in his heart.

After all, they beat up the annoying Malfoy, so they earned it no matter how they thought about it.

Of course, this naive idea disappeared instantly after Harry met Filch.

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Recommendation tickets and monthly tickets

I had a dream last night. I dreamed that my deskmate and I were caught secretly reading HP during class in high school. I was reading Goblet of Fire and he was reading Half-Blood Prince…

I must have read too much HP information recently…

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Thanks to Zikongkongzi, Mercury's Masked Superman, Surtur, and Shenle Nima for the tips.