Chapter 485: Rita Skeeter suddenly appeared (Edited)

"What's going on? what's going on here?!"

Hagrid, who had just finished wooing Madame Maxime, looked at Hermione and Fish, who were playing hide-and-seek between them, with confusion.

But soon, Hagrid came to his senses, because he had also seen Fish get drunk earlier.

"Who gave Fish a drink?!"

Hagrid growled frantically, seeing Fish like that, he knew it was bad, and if Professor McGonagall found out, it would be very bad for him!

"Fish didn't drink, he should have been drunk from the smell of alcohol" Harry explained to Hagrid dumbfounded.

"So what's Hermione doing now?"

Hagrid pointed at Hermione and Fish, who were still chasing each other, and asked suspiciously.

"Nya~!"

?(=`Д′=)?

The kitten jumped towards Hermione crookedly again and, of course, missed and ran past her.

"Nya~nya~nya~"

Fish, who had missed Hermione again, continued to meow, sounding a bit aggrieved.

"Stay where you are, I'm coming to get you!"

Hermione, who was already out of breath, yelled at Fish again, but too bad Fish didn't hear her at all...

He couldn't believe he couldn't catch Hermione!

Hermione really didn't have the strength, so she could only rest her hands on her knees and gave up this pointless chase, while Fish persisted in pouncing around Hermione.

And Hermione, after taking a breath and finally remembering to use her head, shouted at Hagrid, who couldn't take it anymore, "Hagrid! Get those containers full of whiskey out of the way! Fish is drunk! Sober up quickly!"

"Oh, oh oh oh oh!"

Only then did Hagrid come to his senses and quickly ran to the temporary stable at his side.

After Hagrid had removed the container full of whiskey, the cold wind soon dispersed the smell of alcohol from the air.

"Nya!"

∑(=ΦΦДΦ=)

Fish, who had been scampering around Hermione, suddenly stopped and looked around confusedly.

Hermione took the opportunity to run forward and catch the still dazed cat.

"Nya?"

(=?ω?=)?

The cat lay in Hermione's arms, tilting its head to look at her and reaching up to her face with its little paws....

"Fish, are you feeling better?"

Hermione asked worriedly as she offered her head and let the cat's muddy pads of flesh hit her face.

"Nya~"

(=?ω?=)

Fish narrowed his eyes, rubbed himself against Hermione's body and then disengaged from her arms, falling to the ground and returning to his human form.

"Fish seemed to be drunk... but Fish obviously didn't drink..."

(??ω??)?

The cat sobered up with a confused look on his face.

Although pure malt whiskey has a relatively high alcohol content, Fish didn't drink it directly, so naturally he didn't lose his memory completely as he drank the chicken-blood brandy. But after all this time, Fish was a little drunker than before with butter beer, so Fish was still a little confused about what had happened.

"You should be drunk from the smell of alcohol..." Hermione was stunned and explained Fish's confusion.

"Whiskey really is a terrible magic potion nya!"

(??ˇ?ˇ??)

After hearing Hermione's words, Fish became serious.

"Ahem, it's time to start the lesson! Gather round, everyone!"

Seeing that Fish had finally come to his senses, Hagrid remembered his duty and shouted loudly, calling everyone to the clearing next to the pumpkin patch, where only ten of the Blast-Ended Skrewt were tied to each other.

Each one now measures almost two meters. Their thick gray protective coat, their wobbly powerful legs, their explosive fire-breathing tails,

And their spines and suckers, which together make them the most disgusting thing many students have ever seen.

And the irascible temperament of the Blast-Ended Skrewt has not abated, as evidenced by the ten bound Blast-Ended Skrewt that keep trying to attack each other.

Of course, one of the dead Blast-Ended Skrewt had been secretly captured and roasted by Fish, as all Gryffindor students know.

Fish had always wanted to try this seafood-like creature, because in his mind, a lot of seafood doesn't look like much, but it tastes great, so Fish wanted to try it anyway.

It was also the case that the Blast-Ended Skrewt liked to kill each other, and when there were still a lot of them, they died every day and were eaten by their own kind, so even though Fish took one, Hagrid didn't notice it at all.

But after he took the Blast-Ended Skrewt to the Gryffindor common room and roasted it, nobody, not even Fish, touched it....

Because it stank!

In the words of George and Fred, the flesh of the Blast-Ended Skrewt smelled like Charlie's unwashed socks that his mother had accidentally burned in the fireplace.

Judging by Ron and Ginny's expressions of total approval at the time, this is probably what really happened in the Weasley house.

"I'm not sure if they need to hibernate or not," Hagrid said to the bewildered students as he brought out ten large boxes lined with pillows and fluffy blankets, "We should try and see if they want to sleep...we'll put them in these boxes..."

"I don't think these guys want to hibernate, they just want to gnaw our fingers off."

Malfoy said sarcastically, as usual, but unlike before, very few Gryffindor students would defend Hagrid on this Blast-Ended Skrewt thing... because Malfoy was basically telling the truth.

Hagrid, used to Malfoy's taunts, didn't take them seriously and continued to let the students try to put the Blast-Ended Skrewt in the box.

Then, predictably, the Blast-Ended Skrewt went berserk.

As expected, the Slytherins ran to hide in Hagrid's hut, along with some Gryffindor girls.

Fish didn't run away, but preferred to watch the action, as the most interesting part of the quarterly Care of Magical Creatures lesson was watching Harry and the others fight the Blast-Ended Skrewt.

"Let's go, let's go! Two of them are coming to the pumpkin patch!"

?(?≧?≦?)?

Fish jumped onto the roof in a flash, laughing and directing Harry and the others who were helping.

Hermione sat next to Fish, who had come to love the feeling of climbing up high after learning to scamper around in her Animagus form for a while.

But unlike Fish, Hermione was on the roof, using a spell to help the group chase away the Blast-Ended Skrewt.

After a bit of chaos, Hagrid and the Gryffindor students managed to subdue the ten Blast-Ended Skrewt.

"Nya?"

(??ω??)

Fish, who was on the roof, flapped his ears and suddenly looked up at the orchard.

Rita Skeeter, dressed in a magenta robe, was leaning against the orchard fence, watching the drama with a smile on her face.

"Strange, when did he arrive?"

(??ω??)?

Fish scratched his head, confused.

Fish was pretty sure he hadn't heard Skeeter walk before this.