Chapter 29: Lively breakfast

At that moment, the culprit behind the huge drop in Gryffindor scores was still sound asleep.

"Fish, Fish, it's time to get up!"

Seamus Finnigan, who was the first to get up, woke everyone up one by one.

(??ω??), Fish opened his eyes and looked up at him, staring dazedly at the unfamiliar surroundings and remembering that he had been tricked by Minerva into living in this place called Hogwarts.

In his cat form, Fish rose from the pillow, front paws straightened, buttocks raised and mouth wide open before leaping off the bed and, by the time he reached the floor, he had transformed into his human form.

At the same time, Harry and the others also woke up one after the other, rubbing their eyes and sitting up in bed.

"..."

After waking up, Neville looked at the messy cat tracks on his bed, sighed helplessly, and then slapped it hard.

The others did not share Neville's distress and jumped out of their beds and went immediately to Fish's side.

"Fish! You're back!"

They had been worried for a long time after Fish left last night, and if they hadn't been so tired yesterday, they might not have slept well.

They gathered around Fish and asked him about the night before, even Neville, who was stroking the sheets, pricked up his ears.

"Meow?", Although he didn't understand what they were asking, Fish was cooperative enough to briefly recount his night's journey, pointing out the highlights.

Things like meeting a feline friend named Madame Norris, meeting a strange and noisy ghost, a secret door on the third floor that took him to the sixth floor in one fell swoop, and the kitchen behind the fruit box in the basement.

As for being caught by Minerva and having points deducted, to Fish it doesn't matter at all.

After chatting for a while, the young wizards put on their wizard robes and went outside.

As soon as they emerged from the boys' dormitory, they saw a group of people gathered in the common room and, upon seeing them, rushed towards them.

They had two celebrities in their dorm.

Just like yesterday, Fish was surrounded by girls and the boys had to keep gathering around Harry Potter.

It was the cute and cuddly Fish who was more attractive than the legendary savior.

Fish looked around the common room and noticed that all the claw marks and footprints he had left the night before were gone, and he grimaced, as was the case at home, where the claw marks he had made one day and the ornaments he had pushed to the floor would be restored the next day under Comey's spell.

At first Fish didn't know what was happening, but now he understood that it was the effect of the two spells, 'Restore' and 'Cleanse,' that he had learned.

But the reason Fish had learned them was not to make up for the trouble he had caused, but to use the spell to restore his half-eaten food to its original state.

Unfortunately, it failed, so the spell was rendered meaningless and abandoned by Fish.

Instead of brushing his teeth, the new cleaning spell is very good, and he doesn't have to fill his mouth with bubbles, he can do it with a flick of his wand.

Of course, he doesn't use this spell to wash his face or lick his fur, which is Fish's habit and pastime.

The first year students, just like the night before, crowded around Harry and Fish as they made their way to the Great Dining Hall, only it was their first time at Hogwarts, and with all the secret corridors, they couldn't remember how to get to the Great Dining Hall and started arguing with each other within a few steps.

In the first week, the new students' first class was half an hour later than the seniors', so they could familiarize themselves with the paths.

Fish ignored the bickering young wizards and headed for the Great Dining Hall.

Even without the smell and claw marks, he remembered where to find food.

The first year Gryffindor students quickly found the Great Dining Hall, with Fish in the lead, and they all took their seats and began to enjoy their breakfast.

Just as Fish was reaching out to grab the food, as he had done the night before, Minerva's cold voice rang in his ears, "Fish! Use the silverware when you eat!"

Fish turned his head and saw Professor McGonagall, who had arrived in the Great Dining Hall at some point, standing behind Fish with a serious look on her face.

That was the bad thing about the human form, the senses weren't as sharp as they could be.

"I didn't use the silverware last night either meow!". Fish strained his neck defiantly.

"That's because I didn't care about you at dinner yesterday!" Professor McGonagall picked up a fork from the table and shoved it into Fish's hand, "Use the cutlery!"

"I'll use it, why are you yelling so loud? meow...", Fish deflated, grabbed the fork that Professor McGonagall put in his hand and, with the same reverse grip he was used to, grabbed the fork in his hand and forked a rib-eye steak, bringing it to his mouth and biting into it.

Professor McGonagall looked at the group of silent students next to her and ordered them, "Keep an eye on Fish, don't let him pick up food with his hands again, and..."

She turned her attention back to Harry and the others, "Keep an eye on him at night and try not to let him escape to go out another night."

Professor McGonagall knew that Harry and the others probably wouldn't be able to stop Fish, but it was good to have an insurance policy.

Harry and the others, who had the same understanding, looked at each other, nodded with a wry smile, and reluctantly agreed.

Then Professor McGonagall repeated many instructions, demanding that Fish not be allowed to miss classes, and explained it especially to the other first-year students, before hurrying off to teach Transfiguration to the rest of the years.

When she left, Fish put down his fork and tried to grab it with his hands.

"Fish, here...", without waiting for others to dissuade him, Lavender Brown, who had already prepared herself, cut her own sausage into slices and popped it into Fish's mouth.

Naturally, Fish took a bite of Lavender's fork and chewed it. (￣~￣)

This scheming girl!

The girls around her stared at her, and when they saw that Fish accepted Lavender's offer without hesitation, they grabbed their knives and forks and quickly cut into their plates, then followed suit and forked out their own food, extending their arms toward Fish.

Fish's eyes instantly filled with all kinds of food, and he knocked out, picking out his favorite flavors and poking his head out to eat them one by one.

The girls who were chosen were thrilled, while those who weren't were disappointed.

"Harry... I don't know why I think Fish is treated more like a savior than you," Ron said with a sour look on his face as he covered his chest.

Harry was somewhat grateful for Fish's existence, he had been neglected since he was a kid, and wasn't used to being the center of attention for a while, and Fish's existence at least distracted him from a large portion of his attention.

"Actually, I want to feed Fish, too. He feels like a cat and you can't help but want to be near him," Dean Thomas said sincerely.

Everyone else, including Ron, nodded their heads, they thought the same thing, that's why they were bitter, but they didn't feel bad for Fish.

"Do you think I would get the same treatment if I trained as an Animagus?" Ron asked the same question as his brother Fred.

"Professor McGonagall is also an Animagus, even the animal she changed is a cat, like Fish," Harry didn't answer directly, but gave a fact that Hermione had mentioned yesterday.

Ron thought of Professor McGonagall's stern face and the army of animals that had overflowed the house at the sorting ceremony the night before....

"Okay... Is it a gift that the animagus was born with?"

"I think it probably is."

"Or maybe Fish has some special bloodline?"

The boys mingled and speculated.

"Ugh... why wasn't I born an animagus?"

After a brief discussion, the group finally decided that this guess was more likely, and lamented.