Chapter 66 When Has Your Mother Ever Lied to You?

"Minerva~"●ω●

Early the next morning, Firth rarely appeared in the Great Hall, but slipped into Professor McGonagall's office, then threw himself on her and started to act like a spoiled child.

"No."

Professor McGonagall touched Firth's head and refused before he could speak.

"Meow! I haven't said anything yet!"∑(●ΦДΦ●)

Firth raised his head and protested unconvinced.

Pinching Firth's little face, Professor McGonagall explained cheerfully: "Ms. Hooch has already told me that you stole the Golden Snitch from Wood and the others, right?"

"No, no, meow..."(●ω●)

Firth moved his eyes away guiltily, and then the next second, he became righteous again.

"I picked it up! And I gave it back!"(●ΦДΦ●)

"Really? Then Firth is really a good boy."

Professor McGonagall did not expose Firth's lie, but complimented him and scratched his chin.

"Hehehe..."

Fish squinted his eyes happily and rubbed his head against Professor McGonagall's hand.

"Wait a minute, meow! I'm here to ask Minerva to buy me a new Snitch!"

After enjoying it for a while, Fish finally came to his senses.

"That won't do," Professor McGonagall continued to refuse, "That little gadget is more expensive than a broomstick."

"Meow?"

Fish tilted his head, obviously not having a clear idea of ​​the price.

Professor McGonagall also noticed this, she thought about it, and gave another analogy--"If it's a snack, it will probably last you about three years."

"Meow!" (⊙△⊙)

"But..." Professor McGonagall changed the subject, "You probably just want a toy that can fly around, right? Not necessarily a Snitch."

"Hmmmm!"

Fish nodded his little head vigorously.

"That's easy," Professor McGonagall smiled and touched Fish's head, and asked, "Has Fish forgotten what course I teach?"

"Meow?"

Fisch stared at the ceiling and thought for a while, then nodded his head heavily, "Yeah! I forgot meow!"

Professor McGonagall: "..."

"It's the Transfiguration class, you little bastard!" Professor McGonagall pressed Fish's head and rubbed it wildly, "Think about how I caught you when you were naughty before!"

"Meow woo woo woo woo!" (●>ω<●)

Struggling to get out of Professor McGonagall's "claws", Fish covered his head, puffed up his cheeks, and replied angrily, "Of course I remember meow! Minerva always asks for help when she can't beat him, she's the most shameless!"

"I made those with Transfiguration!" Professor McGonagall pulled out her wand with a smile, and put a bunch of A Quidditch-themed ornament turned into a tabby cat like Fish, and asked, "Didn't you learn it? And you use it quite well."

"Meow!"ω

Fish leaned his head close to carefully observe the tabby cat on the table that looked very similar to himself, then twitched his nose and sniffed it. After thinking for a long time with his head tilted, he frowned and said, "No wonder the helpers you found before, Minerva, had no smell on them. They didn't smell like normal animals at all."

"Because they are not real animals. Even if some means are used to fix the animal form forever, they don't have various physiological needs like real animals..."

Professor McGonagall waved her wand again, and the tabby cat on the table turned into a palm-sized cake with a cute cream decoration pattern on it - a cartoon-shaped tabby cat.

"Similarly, the food transformed by Transfiguration can't fill your stomach."

Fish, who was about to lick the cake with his tongue, paused, and still licked a layer of cream in disbelief.

"Pfft, pfft, pfft! It has no taste at all!"

"Didn't I tell you that?" Professor McGonagall rubbed Fish's head with a smile, "Transfiguration is a very profound subject."

"Meow?" Fish, who had already turned the cake on the table into a mosaic, raised his confused little face, "Minerva, what are you talking about?"

Professor McGonagall: "..."

Can't be angry, can't be angry.

Suppressing the sudden thought of beating up this little cat, Professor McGonagall waved her wand again, and the miserable cake on the table turned back to the previous ornament... but in the form of fragments.

Then she used a restoration to repair the ornament, and the little ornament figure rode a flying broomstick and performed several circular flying movements like before.

After clapping her hands to draw Fish's attention back from the ornament, Professor McGonagall adjusted the square glasses on her nose.

"Let's get back to the previous topic..."

"What topic?"

"...Transfiguration! Shut up and listen to me!"

"Okay." (●Φ艸Φ●)

"Well... what was I talking about? Oh, right, Transfiguration..." Professor McGonagall, who was a little confused by Fish's anger, rubbed her forehead, sorted out her thoughts and spoke again: "If you master Transfiguration, then whether it is the Golden Snitch or anything else, you can make it yourself."

Professor McGonagall kept waving her wand and demonstrating to Fish.

Under her control, the poor ornament turned into a golden snitch, a mouse, and a flying broomstick, and finally turned back into an ornament and fell back on the table.

"Oh, oh, oh!" (●△●)

Fish looked at the changing ornament with shining eyes and grabbed Professor McGonagall's sleeve excitedly.

"I want to learn meow! Minerva! I want to learn this!"

Of course, Transfiguration can't turn into a golden snitch or a flying broomstick. If that were the case, the manufacturers who produced these things would have gone bankrupt long ago.

Ordinary Transfiguration can't turn into magical creatures and magical items, but a Transfiguration master like Professor McGonagall can still turn into a fake one. With the help of spells such as the Levitation Charm, it is still easy to fool Fish.

The most important thing now is to use this opportunity to guide Fish to learn actively.

"Then you have to listen carefully in class, and it's best to do your homework," Professor McGonagall patted Fish's head, revealing her true intentions, "You know, Transfiguration is a big deal."

"Meow..."ω

Fish immediately looked embarrassed, but thinking that he could easily transform interesting toys in the future, and could also summon a bunch of fake animals to help fight like Minerva, he nodded his head firmly.

"I'll try my best, meow!"

Professor McGonagall also guessed that with Fish's patience, he probably wouldn't be able to hold on for a few days, and this clever little ghost would probably find out that he was fooled after trying for a while, but now she would try to deceive him for a few days, and then think of other ways.

As for waiting for Fish to react in the future... At worst, she could use Transfiguration to transform him into a bird or a mouse or something for him to play with, or let Fish play with a flying broomstick to a limited extent.

Professor McGonagall didn't let Fish turn into small animals to play with before, mainly to eliminate his hunting habits when he was a wild cat. Now Fish has not only become friends with owls, but even Ron's pet mouse and Neville's pet toad in the same dormitory are still alive and well, so Professor McGonagall is not worried about this problem.

In order to maximize the benefits, Professor McGonagall began to push forward, "Not only my class, you have to study other classes seriously, and advanced Transfiguration also requires other magic assistance."

"You didn't lie to me, meow?" (ω)

Fish cast a questioning look at Professor McGonagall.

"Of course, when did mom lie to you?"

"When I was learning words, when I was wearing clothes, when I was using a fork..."

Fish began to count on his fingers.

"Ahem! How can that be considered a lie? Did I give you rewards later?"

Professor McGonagall quickly interrupted Fish's memories.

"Is it... meow?"

Fish hesitated for a moment, but still nodded, although he always felt that something was wrong.

But at this time, Professor McGonagall interrupted his thoughts again. She stroked Fish's little head and said with a smile: "So you see, Mom has never lied to little Fish~"

...

Recommendation ticket monthly ticket

My nose was blocked today. When I used the nasal rinser to fill the saline solution, both nostrils were blocked, which caused me to have water sounds in my ears when I blew my nose. Later, after my nose was slightly ventilated, some water would suddenly flow out of my nostrils from time to time without any signs...

With my many years of experience with rhinitis, I can be sure that this is definitely not snot.

So I am probably... my brain is full of water?

...

Thanks to artistotle for the reward.