Chapter 200: Professor McGonagall's Story (Edited)

There had been a surprising sight at Hogwarts lately, as Slytherin students, who had always despised Lockhart, had been laughing and joking with him for the past few days.

And several students, including Malfoy, like Gryffindor first-year student Colin, often carried a camera and took pictures.

It's just that Colin would take pictures only of Harry, and Malfoy and the others would take pictures of Fish.

Then it became clear that the Slytherin students were learning to take pictures of Lockhart, and that their pictures were actually nicer than Colin's.

This got Colin fired up to compete, so he went to learn from Lockhart about photography....

Then he used Harry Potter to practice.

And every once in a while, Lockhart would come out and ask him to take a picture with him.

Harry was very upset.

Everyone was surprised that Lockhart, the "bragging king" and "king of stories," actually had this ability.

But after thinking carefully about his personality and habits, I think this matter is very logical... after all, with this guy's temperament, he will really study from which angle to take the best picture.

The Story King was Lockhart's new nickname, and after Fish's fight, his Defense Against the Dark Arts class became a storytelling session, only he no longer invited people to come up and perform with him.

As a result, his class was quite popular, after all, Lockhart's storytelling level is really good.

And, more or less, they learned something from the stories.... Although they certainly learned less than they would have in a normal class, but at least they gained something.

After a while, the general opinion of the students was quite good, especially that of Fish, who listened very carefully to every lesson....

It was a relief for Dumbledore not to have to run out and find a new teacher.

But it was also frustrating for Professor McGonagall....

Lately she had even secretly started working on how to make up stories about transfiguration lessons for Fish.

...

"... In the end, Isabelle Isobel managed to beat Isabel for the prize for the most promising Transfiguration novice at the moment."

Today was the first time that Professor McGonagall had told Fish a story that was changed by her own experience, and it must be said that it was a bit hasty to tell a story about her own achievements in this way.

But there was a difference between her and someone like Lockhart, and she was a little embarrassed to brag directly, so she changed the protagonist of the story to her mother's name.

Professor McGonagall nodded in satisfaction and then looked down at Fish, who lay in her lap.

"Zzzzzzzz ..." (=ω=)

The cat was now on its back, belly exposed, front paws straight above its head, its head and hind legs twisted in opposite directions, sleeping soundly.

The corners of Professor McGonagall's mouth twitched and she fell silent.

When she had read Lockhart's story, the lazy kitten had listened intently to the whole thing, without taking a nap.

Now Fish seemed uninterested in his own adaptation of the story....

'Is my story so different from that Lockhart guy's?' thought Professor McGonagall indignantly.

In fact, this is also normal. After graduating, Professor McGonagall joined the Department of Magical Law Enforcement at the Ministry of Magic, one of the most boring jobs in the world. After that, she returned to Hogwarts, where she served as a Transformations teacher until now.

Even when she joined the Order of the Phoenix to fight Voldemort, she mostly stayed at school, protecting the Muggle students... plus it wasn't a good time to tell Fish.

So, aside from fighting the Dark Lord, Professor McGonagall is no match for the great Gilderoy Lockhart in terms of life experience.

Aside from the temporary inconveniences and experience that Fish recounted, Professor McGonagall's most glorious period was when she was studying at Hogwarts.

And what she personally misses the most are the days of playing on the Quidditch team.... It's a shame that Fish has no interest in the sport at all.

So I could only pick one award winning experience and tell Fish about it.

But it was clear that this boring story and its poor adaptation was not something Fish liked to hear at all, and he was doing Professor McGonagall a favor by not running away.

"Nya?" (=Φω=)

Apparently aware that Professor McGonagall had stopped "reading," Fish twitched his ears and woke up.

He yawned noisily at first, then lay down in Professor McGonagall's lap and began licking his little paws and rubbing his face.

"Fish!"

Professor McGonagall called out to the little cat who was rubbing his face with complicated feelings.

"Nya?" (=ΦωΦ=)

Fish stopped moving and tilted his head to look at Professor McGonagall.

"Was that a bad story?"

Reaching out and hugging Fish, then placing him on the table, Professor McGonagall stared into the kitten's eyes and asked very seriously.

"Nya~!" (It's boring; Fish doesn't like it.)

Not knowing that the story was based on Professor McGonagall's own experience, Fish didn't think much of it and answered bluntly.

Then he added, "Nya, nya." (Just like Professor Binns' class, it made me want to sleep).

"It's... isn't it?"

The corners of Professor McGonagall's mouth twitched again, she had been a student of Professor Binns and knew what the history of magic was all about.

'Was my own history that bad?' thought Professor McGonagall angrily as she shot a vicious glare at Fish.

'Nya? ⊙ω⊙'

Fish was confused by Professor McGonagall's stare and wondered what he had done to upset her.

Seeing her cat's innocent expression, Professor McGonagall's anger mostly dissipated.

She rubbed Fish's head mercilessly and then patted him on the butt, waving her hand at the confused kitten and saying, "Okay, okay, that's enough story for today.

Although her anger had subsided, Professor McGonagall still felt a little resentful.

If it was just that the story wasn't as good as Lockhart's, Professor McGonagall would have accepted it-after all, Lockhart was a professional liar and a best-selling author, so it was only natural that she couldn't get over it.

But to say that his story was similar to Professor Binns' course was barbaric!

With this in mind, Professor McGonagall couldn't help but feel a little angry.

Minerva is acting strange today....

Professor McGonagall's mood swings were so quick that it confused Fish, so instead of leaving immediately, he nuzzled his head against Professor McGonagall's hand a few times.

"Nya?" (Are you all right, Minerva?)

The little cat asked worriedly.

Professor McGonagall's annoyance dissipated instantly as she smiled and scratched Fish's chin before telling the truth: "No, it's just that the story I just told is from my student days and I thought you might like it."

"Nya... (Minerva, you were so boring when you were in school...)

?ω?

Even though he knew this was about Professor McGonagall's actual experience, the honest kitten still had something to say.

"Come on, come on, come on! You're a little rascal who only knows how to piss me off."

Professor McGonagall, who had only warmed her heart for a few seconds, suddenly felt a burst of distress and shooed Fish, the "big obedient boy," away with a grimace.

"Nya!" (Fish is right!)

(=`ω=)

Fish argued defiantly, then quickly jumped off the desk and scurried out of the office before Professor McGonagall could get angry.

It was so boring, no wonder Minerva wouldn't let him do this or that....

She must have been so bored in her childhood that she didn't want me to have any fun either.

Hmph, Minerva the big bad!

Sneaking out of the office, the kitten wandered around the castle, as usual, never ceasing to annoy Professor McGonagall.

Just then, an ethereal voice suddenly sounded from behind the kitten.

"Fish, good evening."