Chapter 73: You're just trying to make things difficult for me! (Edited)

As usual, after everyone went back to their dorms at curfew, Fish was ready to start a new day of patrolling the grounds.

It used to annoy the Gryffindors back in the dorm to keep up with their homework for a while, but after Fish had done a few days' worth of homework on his own, he stopped pestering the group to catch up on their work.

The writing was horrible!

Fish hadn't really liked dense textbooks, preferring fairy tale books with their moving pictures, but after attempting to write his own homework, he suddenly felt a reverence for books that were all text.

The people who wrote those books were so good that not only did they write many words, each the same size, but, in addition, they wrote more than one book!

Fish, who knew nothing about printing, had a wonderful misunderstanding here.

Of course, as much as he admired the books with all the words, Fish found it impossible to read them, his little brain hurt so much at the sight of all the dense writing that Fish wasn't going to suffer any longer, and anyway he didn't need to convert a toy now.

Glancing at the Gryffindors who were doodling in the common room, Fish gave them a pitying look before jumping through a hole in the wall and slipping out of the common room.

Fish's first stop was the Room of Requirement, which was on the seventh floor of the same building as the entrance to the Gryffindor dormitory.

Since his fight with the black-robed monster a week ago, Fish had been going to the Room of Requirement every night to see if he could still meet him.

Although he had recovered from his injuries thanks to the rejuvenation spell, cats are vengeful creatures and Fish wanted to find the black-robed monster and bite its neck.

Unlike Minerva, Fish felt he had a good chance of defeating the black-robed man, and he would have if he hadn't suddenly cast that spell that hurt them both.

Besides, now that he had learned the rejuvenation spell, even if the other party used that spell again, Fish wouldn't be afraid.

[A room with lots of toys... and a place to sharpen my claws].

As before, Fish walked past the tapestry three times in silence, pushed open the smooth door, and entered the room with a bunch of structures and cat toys.

The damage done to the room during Fish's battle with Voldemort had been restored when he entered the next day.

Looking around the room, checking various hidden corners, Fish still found no sign of the Black Robed Monster this time, but he was not disappointed, wasn't it common sense to avoid the owner of a territory until certain of a return after a failed land grab?

Now, as Fish understood it, the Black Robed Monster was the one who wanted to take over his territory, and he came here every day, not only to find the Black Robed Man, but also to prevent him from sneaking back in and taking over his territory.

This is not uncommon in feline society, where cats can sometimes fight for months or even a year over a place to eat...unless food is plentiful enough for the cats to coexist peacefully.

There was no food in the Room of Requirement, and there were enough toys that Fish didn't mind sharing the place with the others, and he couldn't understand why the black-robed monster was attacking him, but since he had started the war, Fish wasn't about to give in.

However, as of now, it seems that it is the other party who gave in.

Unable to meet the black-robed monster, Fish didn't rush out, but instead released the Snitch and paced around the Room of Requirement for a while, stretching his muscles.

After exhausting his strength, he put the Snitch away and exited the Room of Requirement.

After a good workout, it was time to rest, and although the cat's nest in the Room of Requirement looked nice, Fish preferred to sleep in those golden trophies.

When he woke up, he ran down to the basement kitchen, where he was greeted by the house elves, had a late-night snack, then put away a lot of meat and set out to return to the fourth floor to visit Fluffy.

As Fish reached the end of the fourth floor corridor, about to break down the door as usual, he suddenly heard big guy's voice from inside.

"Meow? big guy? Are you in there, meow?" asked Fish loudly, knocking twice on the door.

The wooden door opened slowly as he knocked on it, and Fish realized that it was unlocked today.

Without hesitation, he walked in and saw the big guy standing with Fluffy, and the trap door, which Fluffy had refused to let in, was now wide open.

"Fish, what are you doing here?" said Hagrid.

"Wow!" ×3

Hagrid greeted Fish with a smile, and all three of Fluffy's heads popped up at the same time.

However, Fish paid no attention to these two guys, and leaped forward, changing into a cat form in mid-air and pouncing on the trapdoor. (=?ω?=)?

"Wait! You can't go down there!" shouted Hagrid at Fish, approaching him and trying to stop him.

But Hagrid's movements were too clumsy compared to Fish's agility, and he couldn't even touch a hair on the cat's head as he watched Fish dart toward the hole under the trapdoor.

"Whoa!"

At the critical moment, Fluffy was still reliable, raising his big paws, blocking Fish and closing the trapdoor again with his paws, and then sitting on top of the trapdoor, not giving Fish a chance.

"Meow!" ?(=｀Д′=)?

Fish was so angry that he bit and scratched Fluffy's paws.

Fluffy didn't fight back, he just lay there on the trap door and let Fish attack, but he wasn't going to move away anyway.

"Come on Fish, don't give Fluffy a hard time," Hagrid said, lifting Fish up, "his job is to guard the trapdoor, and it's not much fun down here, so how about we play catch with the ball?"

With that, Hagrid pulled a rag ball out of his pocket and waved it in front of Fish, who had a look of disgust on his kittenish face.

The rag ball was covered in teeth marks and the stench of Fluffy's saliva, and Fish had no interest in pouncing on such a ball.

Shifting to his human form, Fish expertly climbed onto Hagrid's shoulder and sat down, pulling his Snitch out of his pocket. "Fish got a better one, meow!"(●ΦωΦ●)?

"Oh... well..."

Hagrid looked at the glinting Snitch in Fish's hand, then at his own tattered ball, and put it away in embarrassment.

Just as he racked his brain to dissuade Fish from bursting through the trapdoor, a sudden "Tuk tuk tuk" was heard coming from Fluffy's backside, followed by Dumbledore's slightly muffled voice: "Hagrid! Are you up there?"

Both Fish and Hagrid looked at the trapdoor below Fluffy, then back at each other.

"Even the old bad guy can come down, so why can't I?!" ?(●ΦДΦΦ●)?

Fish tugged Hagrid's beard and shouted a question.

"Ouch..." Hagrid cocked his head to the side to ease the pain in his jaw and begged for mercy, "Careful, careful, careful, Dumbledore is the Headmaster, he can go wherever he wants."

"Headmaster?"

Fish released him after a couple of tugs, then cocked his head to one side, he remembered that the mean old man had said earlier that, if he became Headmaster, he would own the Sorting Hat.

"Then Fish will be headmaster!" said Fish.

"Heh heh heh, if little Fish wants to be headmaster, you'll have to wait until you graduate."

By this time, Dumbledore had emerged from under the trap door and had heard Fish's speech, so he stepped in smiling.

"Meow, is that so much trouble? then I won't!"

Fish was familiar with the concept of graduation, Minerva had said that after seven years at Hogwarts, he would graduate, and the idea of having to wait that long to become Headmaster immediately disinterested Fish.

Suddenly, with a couple of twitches of his little nose, Fish looked at Professor Quirrell, who had climbed up behind Dumbledore, and said with a slightly puzzled expression, "Stinky Professor seems to have gotten even stinkier, meow, and the mean old man stinks a bit too..."

But that's not important, what's important is....

"The stinky teacher is down too! He's not the principal either! You guys are just trying to make things difficult for me!". ?(●ΦДΦ●)?