Chapter 597: Fish's patience is wearing thin (Edited)

"Really has something to do with the class, nya!"

Ψ(Φ~Φ)

Fish told Hermione in the Great Hall as he stuffed his mouth with food.

Fish was referring to the strange dream he had last night, when he had slept through the night and hadn't dreamt anything.

"Still, you have to do your homework." Hermione looked at him without understanding.

"Hmph!"

Ψ(Φ~Φ)

Fish turned his sorrow into appetite and quickly cleared the food from the long table.

After a short break at the end of their Charms class, the group took a brief rest and entered the Transfiguration classroom when the bell rang.

Professor McGonagall was waiting early, but she didn't seem very pleased because Umbridge was sitting in a corner of the classroom with her notepad.

"Minerva~"

?(ΦωΦ)?

Upon entering, Fish immediately greeted Professor McGonagall, softening her serious expression.

"Very well," Professor McGonagall said once everyone was seated, "Let's begin the class."

There was an immediate silence, and Fish took a seat in a rare moment of honesty.

"Mr. Finnigan, please come and distribute the assignment... Fish, grab this box of mice and distribute them to everyone."

Fish rushed to the podium with Seamus and took the box from Professor McGonagall's hands.

?(ΦωΦ)?

Fish grabbed the box and looked inside. Inside the box were about twenty mice, running in circles.

As if sensing Fish's gaze, the mice raised their heads and met Fish's green, feline eyes.

"Squeak~!"

The startled mice squeaked and then calmed down, cautiously watching Fish outside the box.

"You can't eat them!" Professor McGonagall warned.

"Fish won't eat them!"

(?ω?)

Fish, holding the box, replied, "Even if I want to eat them, they have to be baked before eating!"

The mice in the box immediately cowered, huddling in a corner of the box and trembling.

"You can't eat them even if they're cooked." Professor McGonagall tapped Fish on the head. "Distribute them, one for each student."

"Understood..." Fish pouted and stepped down from the podium with the box in his arms, muttering a threat to the mice inside, "Behave yourselves and practice with everyone, or I'll eat you!"

The mice in the box became even more afraid to move.

By the time Fish put the mice down, they were all lying on the table, not daring to move.

"Ahem, ahem." Umbridge coughed, but Professor McGonagall pretended not to hear.

"Very well, class, listen carefully. Now, most of you can perform the Disappearing Spell without any problems, and even those of you who still have a slight snail shell have grasped the essence of this spell. Today, we will..."

"Ahem, ahem." However, Umbridge interrupted her once again.

By then, Fish was looking at her with a very unpleasant expression.

Hermione nudged him in the side and whispered, "Aren't you going to teach her a lesson secretly? Don't expose your hostility so easily."

Fish grumbled and lowered his gaze, containing the fierce light in his green eyes.

On the other hand, Professor McGonagall looked at Umbridge with an equally unpleasant look and coldly said in anger, "I fail to understand how you can understand my usual teaching methods if you don't stop interrupting me. Normally, I don't allow people to speak when I'm speaking."

Umbridge seemed to have received a slap. She didn't say anything, but straightened her notepad and scribbled furiously.

Professor McGonagall seemed unconcerned as she resumed explaining to the class what to do and what not to do with the vanishing spell for mice.

"I knew I wouldn't have any luck with Professor McGonagall," Ron whispered excitedly to Harry.

Many others shared the same opinion; they all had a poor opinion of Umbridge. Now that she had been put in her place by Professor McGonagall, the class seemed very pleased, exchanging glances of joy.

Only Fish seemed worried and asked, "Hermione, is Minerva okay?"

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If Umbridge was really going to expel Professor McGonagall from the school, then Fish would go after the old toad and pour all the Forgetfulness Potion Snape had given him into Umbridge's mouth!

"Don't worry," Hermione whispered reassuringly, "Dumbledore won't allow her to mess things up."

Despite Hermione's reassuring words, Fish remained unsure and decided to wait one more week before attacking Umbridge and giving her a good beating!

And to see what she had written in that notepad, if it had any effect on Professor McGonagall, and if so, to pour more Forgetfulness Potion and change the grade.

As for why the attack didn't happen today...

Isn't it too obvious that Professor McGonagall just had a confrontation with Umbridge today and then was attacked?

Fish, who often got into trouble in the past, still had some experience.

The results of the investigation would have taken ten days anyway; one more week would have been too late. And the Forgetfulness Potion Snape gave Fish was enough to make people forget for a month or more...

Of course, Snape had warned Fish that there might be some side effects if he filled it up too much, but... damn it!

Fish has no mercy when it comes to his enemies or his prey!

The rest of the class went on without incident, and since Fish and Hermione were the only students who managed to vanish the mice before the end of class, Professor McGonagall gave the group a lot of homework before instructing Fish to put the mice back.

"Minerva, here nya!"

?(ΦωΦ)?

Fish quickly put the mice back into the box and handed them to Professor McGonagall.

"Well," she said as she took the box, patting Fish on the head, and said, "Why don't you go eat with the others? I have some work to do here..."

Fish followed her gaze and saw Umbridge walking towards her with her notepad and a fake smile on her face.

Disgruntled by the toad-like face, Fish grabbed Hermione and took a step back, refusing to leave. He was going to watch, and if Umbridge tried to give Professor McGonagall a hard time, Fish would beat her up first, no matter what.

For better or worse, Umbridge didn't give Professor McGonagall a hard time, although she seemed uncomfortable. She merely asked in her fake little-girl voice, "How long have you been teaching at Hogwarts?"

"Thirty-nine years, until December of this year," Professor McGonagall replied impatiently and in a very stern tone. Meanwhile, her hands kept moving, organizing her teaching materials.

"Very well," Umbridge said, taking a few more notes, "You will receive the results of your investigation in ten days."

"Very well," Umbridge said, taking a few more notes, "You will receive the results of your research in ten days."

"I can't wait." Professor McGonagall replied, her expression showing her impatience. She grabbed her handbag and gestured to Fish and Hermione, who were standing nearby. "Let's go, it's time for lunch."

The three of them left Umbridge behind, wearing her gloomy expression, and exited the Transfiguration classroom, laughing and chatting.