Chapter 156: Fish's vacation life (Edited)

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

The house elf, Comey, squealed, waking Fish, who was sleeping with his head covered.

The kitten poked his furry head out from under the covers, yawned widely, then slowly climbed out of them, sat down on the pillow and began licking his paws and rubbing his face.

(=Φw??=)

After two or three minutes of rubbing his face with his little paws, Fish jumped off the bed, stretched his front paws and stretched his buttocks.

"Meow~"

Rubbing his head against Comey beside him, then licking his slender arm, Fish waved lazily, then looked curiously at the clothes he held in his hands.

"Meow?" ?w?

Fish rested his front paws on Comey's arm and stretched his neck to sniff the neatly folded suit several times.

It smelled of Comey, Minerva and.... Estella, the pretty aunt.

Estella, whom Fish calls "Auntie Pretty," was the owner of the Hogsmeade Village branch of the fancy "Long Shots Fashion" clothing chain for wizards, and she was constantly changing her outfits with new fashion items from the store, a far cry from the usual habits of wizarding clothing, which remained the same all year round.

Of course, the main reason was her thick, curly hair, which, in Fish's eyes, was judged by its thickness and shine.

Also, Estella's hair is still half black and half white which others find odd, but this hair color makes Fish feel very friendly.

Since his hair and Minerva's hair were also black and white, the first time he saw Estella, he nicknamed her "pretty aunt", which made Estella excited on the spot, so she gave Fish some clothes as a present.

But Lady Rosmerta of the 'Three Broomsticks' had a problem with this, for why should Estella, who was dry and thin and wore strange hair, be called 'Auntie Pretty', while she was called Auntie Big Butt?

Lady Rosmerta's displeasure aside, Fish smelled that he didn't smell like him and knew it was 'Auntie Pretty' who had brought him new clothes.

So he happily transformed into his cat-person form and stood in front of Comey in just his underwear.

"You're not wearing your pajamas, Master Fish."

Comey recalled sharply.

"Gee, time to change my clothes, never mind the pajamas!"

Fish took the clothes from Comey's hands and put them on himself.

"It's so beautiful, Master Fish! This outfit really suits you perfectly!"

After helping Fish get dressed, Comey complimented him.

After a few moments of looking at himself in the room's full-length mirror, Fish nodded in satisfaction, and only then did he have time to ask, "Why did Auntie Cute send me new clothes again, nya?"

Minerva would never have bought clothes at Fashion Longshots, as they were too old-fashioned for the styles there, and her choice was always Madame Malkin's robes in Diagon Alley.

"Have you forgotten, Master Fish?" Comey replied, staring into his huge eyes, "Today is his birthday."

"nya!" ∑(●ΦДΦ●)

It was then that Fish remembered that he had chosen today as his birthday.

The main reason is that he just had summer vacation and has been visiting the village for the past few days. It's been a long time since he's seen Fish's neighbors take turns inviting Fish over for lunch. He hadn't eaten at home for a few days and was so busy he didn't have time to notice what day it was.

Comey: "Come on downstairs, Master Fish's friends have sent him lots of presents."

"There are presents!" ?(●?w?●)?

Fish ran out of the room.

As soon as he reached the staircase, he saw the pile of gift boxes, more than the amount he got for Christmas, stacked in the center of the living room, which looked like a mountain.

"Open presents, nya!"

Fish leapt down the stairs and landed softly in front of the mountain of presents.

"Breakfast first!"

Professor McGonagall appeared in the kitchen doorway, arms crossed as she shouted at Fish.

"Minerva~." ?●w●?

Fish immediately dropped the gift box he was carrying and pounced on it.

"Can I skip homework today?"

Fish lifted his little face and hurried to ask Professor McGonagall this birthday request.

If there was one thing that made Fish unhappy about the vacations, it was being held up by Professor McGonagall every night to do part of his homework.

Professor McGonagall looked at Fish and asked, expressionlessly, "Are you sure that's what you want for your birthday?"

Under Professor McGonagall's stern gaze, Fish shrank back a little, then quickly plucked up the courage to shout, "You promised Fish!" ?(●ΦДΦ●)?

"Well..." Professor McGonagall sighed helplessly, the corners of her mouth no longer curved, "Then you can skip today's homework."

"Master Fish."

The house elf, Comey, who had appeared at some point, tugged at the hem of Fish's shirt and whispered, "Professor McGonagall was going to give you the day off."

With that, Comey immediately ran to the side and began to struggle against the wall with his head, chanting, "Comey bad! Comey bad!"

But his self-harm was quickly stopped by Professor McGonagall.

"Okay, even if you don't tell me, I'll tell Fish."

Professor McGonagall's smile at that moment was vaguely similar to Dumbledore's.

"Nya!" ∑(●ΦДΦ●)

Fish, who had been dancing merrily, turned his head slowly and looked at Professor McGonagall with wide eyes.

He saw that Professor McGonagall was smiling and nodding, and then her smile became more cheerful and finally she burst out laughing, which was unusual for the old-fashioned Professor McGonagall.

But Fish was in no mood to laugh, his droopy cat ears and big green eyes were full of aggravation.

Professor McGonagall wiped tears from the corners of her eyes and said to Fish in a slow manner, "You've finished your request, you can't change it, we had a deal."

"That doesn't count, nya!". ?(●qДq●)?

Fish lunged at Professor McGonagall, shaking his tiny fists.

"Minerva is a liar!"

"How did I lie to you?" Professor McGonagall smacked Fish on the head in disgust and continued to sneer with a smirk on her lips, "You asked, and I asked you especially if you wanted that request, but you refused to change."

"...I don't care nya! You're such a liar, Minerva!". ?(●qДq●)?

Fish had no choice but to vent about not being able to talk to Professor McGonagall.

Good thing Professor McGonagall just wanted to tease Fish, and after Fish kept making a fuss for a while, she relented.

"Okay, I agree that you won't do your homework tomorrow either, but you have to promise me one thing."

"What is it?" ?w?

Fish, who had just been tricked, looked at Professor McGonagall warily.

"One very simple thing," Professor McGonagall said with a smile, "Don't call other people by their nicknames, call them by their names."

"Got it nya!" ?(●ΦwΦ●)?

Fish agreed without hesitation, as long as he didn't have to do homework, anything would be fine.

"Don't promise and then don't change your mind," Professor McGonagall threatened, "If I find out you're being shallow, I'll give you extra work."

"But... Fish has gotten used to it, nya..."

Fish immediately became a little hesitant.

It's not that he really doesn't intend to change his words, it's just that he's worried that sometimes he'll speak unconsciously, and Professor McGonagall will use it as an excuse to give him extra work.

"I'll see how you do."

Professor McGonagall saw through Fish's fears, reached out and pinched Fish's cheeks, and said, "At least show me that you're really trying to kick this habit! I keep my word, not like a little rascal like you."

"Fish is not a rascal!". ?(●ΦДΦ●)?

"Hurry up, wash your hands and eat!" Professor McGonagall didn't have time to argue with him, she gave Fish a pat on the back and urged, "Finish opening your presents soon and tonight we'll all go to the 'Three Broomsticks', I've prepared a birthday party for you."

"A birthday party!" (●?w?●)

Fish's eyes instantly lit up and then he hugged Professor McGonagall.

"I like Minerva nya better!". ?●w●?