Chapter 38: Confinement

The indignation of the Gryffindors was not something Fish could relate to, but he had a vague idea of what to expect when, at lunchtime, the multitude of curses spread from the first years to the long Gryffindor tables.

Incidentally, he also remembered the question he had wanted to ask in the morning.

"Is that score important?", Fish turned to Parvati, if he remembered correctly, it seemed that Minerva had subtracted a lot of those so-called House points from his.

After a week of being pampered by everyone, Fish, who had come to understand human ways, was not so ungrateful and had an apologetic look on his face.

Of course, it was impossible to make him change now, but at best, Fish decided to run away faster when he got into trouble and try not to get caught.

"Actually... it's not that important," Fish's answer was not given by Parvati, but by an older girl sitting next to him.

"While some, like Percy Weasley, are more interested in House points, most Gryffindors don't care that much," Patricia Stinson shook her head, her ponytail swaying slightly behind her head, causing Fish to feel the urge to pounce on her.

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"Of the four houses, Gryffindor students are the most rule-breaking, and even without Snape, the House Cup is basically out of our hands." Patricia, who hadn't noticed Fish's little thoughts, shrugged and explained.

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"It's just that Slytherin has won six in a row, and the other three Houses are in the same boat," Seeing Fish staring at her, Patricia became slightly agitated and, as she spoke, increased her body movements, and the ponytail at the nape of her neck continued to flutter.

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After taking a sip of pumpkin juice to moisten her throat, Patricia continued, "I've actually analyzed.... well, from my Ravenclaw friends, that even without Snape, Slytherin has the best chance of winning the House Cup."

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After a few seconds of hesitation, Patricia didn't feel like stealing from the others and repeated the analysis she had heard.

The Gryffindor students were too nervous, scoring as many points as they were taking away.

Although Hufflepuff had a large number of students, but their average ability was not very high and they did not score well.

Ravenclaw are mostly unconcerned about the world and don't take the House Cup very seriously, preferring to spend their time doing things that interest them.

Only Slytherin, focused on honor and victory, is the most passionate about the Cup, and with a protective Head, it's no wonder they've won six in a row.

The ponytail in front of him blurted out a bunch of words that Fish didn't understand, mostly because ponytails on the back of the neck were very appealing to cats.

Anyway, it meant that it didn't matter if they subtracted points, which Fish did understand.

As for the gray-headed Slytherin, didn't it seem logical to Fish that he favored his students?

Fish himself was one of the most favored, so he had no problem with that.

But there was one thing he didn't understand.....

"If what you want is for the 'Big Brain' House not to win," Fish asked innocently, looking away from the pigtail, "Then why don't you drag them in and deduct points together? As long as the students in the 'Big Brain' house earn points, even if they deduct points from us, they'll be deducted together, right?"

The clever kitten picked up on the clue right away.

After throwing out the question, Fish continued to stare at the ponytail on the back of Patricia's head, and took the food that Parvati had cut up for him off his plate and popped it into his mouth.

Since Fish hadn't lowered his voice, several people had heard him, including Fred and George, two troublemakers.

"Why didn't we come up with that idea, Redhead Number Two?!" said Fred.

"It's not too late to find out, Redhead Number Three!", said George.

The twins looked at each other and then laughed mischievously.

Lee Jordan and the two, who shared their bad taste, quickly got together and began discussing how to turn Fish's proposal into something practical.

Fish had no idea what a stir his casual remark would cause the Gryffindor lions.

Even if he did know, he wouldn't have cared.

After quickly filling his stomach, Fish got up and left the castle.

There were no classes in Gryffindor on Friday afternoons and Fish liked to sleep in the sun on the lawn outside the castle, and since tomorrow was a double day off, there was plenty of time to play with Fish since no one was busy catching up on homework.

After another lazy afternoon, Fish returned to the drawing room for dinner and found the place a bit of a mess.

George and Fred were confronting a group of Slytherins in the Great Dining Hall with a group of Gryffindors, and judging by their increasingly agitated expressions and the curses coming out of their mouths, it looked like a fight was about to break out.

This was a familiar situation for Fish, from his time as a stray, when other stray cats and dogs would fight.

So he walked over to a stool and prepared to watch the action (●ΦωΦ●).

The two warring sides didn't keep Fish waiting long.

A spell soon flew from the Slytherin side, hitting the more cursing Lee Jordan with a pair of huge teeth that quickly blocked his expletives to the RAP rhythm of his throat.

The Gryffindors weren't going to be left behind, or rather, they were prepared, and as soon as the Slytherin spell went flying, five or six wands were raised and a bunch of little spells were launched towards the Slytherin side.

It was only because Fred and the others were worried about beating the Slytherins in such a way that they would lose points to them that they didn't all do it at once.

The Slytherins didn't sit still, but fought back after a moment of stupefied silence, and the Great Dining Hall was filled with shouts and colorful spells flying back and forth.

Fish's eyes followed the ribbons of light flying in the sky, as his little head whipped from side to side.(°ω°≡°°ω°)

It was fun to watch people fight, but they were too stupid to dodge the spells.

The professors could not have been unaware of the commotion in the Great Dining Hall, not to mention that they came to the Great Dining Hall for dinner, which was one of the reasons Fred and the others had chosen to fight here, and Snape was always late for the Great Dining Hall.

Just as Fish watched the chickens pecking at each other, a blinding golden light burst over the auditorium, accompanied by a loud noise that stopped the little wizards from attacking each other.

"What's going on?!", The first to arrive was Professor McGonagall, who, as Vice Principal, was so dedicated to her duties that she came as quickly as she could as soon as she heard what was happening in the auditorium.

She was relieved to see that Fish was only on the sidelines, as before she arrived she had thought Fish had caused trouble again.

Soon, however, Professor McGonagall's face was angry again.

"A group fight in the Great Dining Hall: no student had ever done that before! Twenty points for Slytherin and Gryffindor! Now who's going to tell me why?"

"I know! Minerva! I know," Fish ran up and happily recounted the conversation that had taken place at the Gryffindor table at lunchtime to Professor McGonagall, then looked at his with wide eyes and an expectant look, "Minerva, did I help you? What's the reward?"

At home, Professor McGonagall had always rewarded Fish with a small snack or toy whenever she helped in any way, whether out of the goodness of her heart or not.

"Hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo," Professor McGonagall took a deep breath to keep from fainting as she shouted to the now desperate twins, "Another twenty points off for Gryffindor! George Fred! You two! You're both confined with Fish tonight."

Not that Professor McGonagall was selfish and didn't want to deduct more, but Gryffindor's points weren't enough.

Fish, who didn't understand the situation, still threw up his hands and begged Professor McGonagall for a reward with sparkling eyes: "Minerva, what about the reward?" ?(●?ω?●)?