Chapter 275: Learned tricks (Edited)

"Professor..."

George and Fred slowly got out of the car and stood depressed in front of the four deans and Lockhart.

"What is wrong with you two?! why did you go to the Forbidden Forest with Fish? don't you know the Forbidden Forest is dangerous?!"

Professor McGonagall's eyes were like swords, stabbing hard at the two of them.

"That's right, if you're not as experienced with magical creatures as I am, it's best not to wander in by any chance."

There was no one but Lockhart who could say that.

Of course, no one paid any attention to him.

"Minerva, don't be angry with them, Fish took them there."

(●?ω?●)?

Since it seemed to be working quite well now, Fish continued to experiment.

Indeed, when the twins saw that Fish had taken the blame, they were immediately moved because Fish was taking the blame!

"It's not Fish's fault! We asked him to take us there."

"That's right! We were the ones who wanted to see the Forbidden Forest, so we asked Fish."

Said George and Fred.

Wow... it really works!

?△?

The kitten looked wide-eyed at the twins who had admitted their mistake and sighed in his mind.

He didn't quite understand how it could work, but what the hell, it worked!

Then Fish continued, "Last time, Minerva, you knew I was going to take Harry and Ron to the Forbidden Forest and you didn't say anything nya, Fish thought you had given permission to do it nya."

Professor McGonagall, who was on the verge of losing her temper, glared at Harry and Ron, who had inexplicably been shot, before saying resentfully, "Don't do that again!"

"I got it nya!"

?(●ΦωΦ●)?

"Besides, why were you blowing up the car?!"

Professor McGonagall, who was holding back her anger, immediately asked again.

"Because we found it in the Forbidden Forest nya," Fish answered truthfully, "And it drove right up to us."

"I heard Harry and Ron say earlier that they were coming to school in this car, and Fish was piqued with curiosity, and got in with George and Fred nya."

The kitten pushed the blame on two more people to share Professor McGonagall's anger and reemphasized.

"Fish has learned to drive, so he can take Minerva for a ride later nya."

?(●ΦωΦ●)?

"No," Professor McGonagall's anger subsided instantly, and although she was still scowling, it was obvious to everyone that Professor McGonagall was in a good mood, as she knelt down, patted Fish on the head, and explained to the cat: "The Ministry of Magic does not allow wizards to misuse Muggle objects.... Mr. Weasley's not supposed to do that, don't you remember?"

"Nya? But..."

?ω?

Fish turned his attention to the flying car lying on its side, his big eyes full of confusion.

"Ahem!"

Professor McGonagall cleared her throat awkwardly and mentally grumbled that Arthur... deserved to be held accountable by the Ministry of Magic.

"Anyway, I appreciate your kindness, but forget about the trip and don't do anything so dangerous in the future."

He rubbed Fish's head, the expression on his face had gradually softened.

The goal of learning tricks from Voldemort was accomplished, Fish had only learned a few things, but with his gift of affinity, Professor McGonagall was too upset by Fish's combination of words at the moment.

After all, even when the cat was playing, he was still thinking about her, how could she be mad at Fish in that case?

So, after giving Fish a good talking to, Professor McGonagall merely forbade him from ever taking anyone into the Forbidden Forest again, confiscated the broken-down magical car, and, as expected, punished him and deducted points.

He didn't even scold the twins too much, but subtracted a few points and punished them.

Of course, Mrs. Weasley sent another howling letter later, and that was a different story.

And the others...

There was no need for Fish to use words to automatically blame the twins, not to mention the fact that Fish had been so good that many of the young witches had even blamed the twins....

If it wasn't for them to expose this matter, they might have the opportunity to follow Fish to the Forbidden Forest for a "date" in the future.

Only Professor Snape curved his lips slightly and gave Fish a long, meaningful look.

He had long been a follower of Voldemort, and couldn't see past Fish's childish words, but as a Slytherin, he didn't see the problem in Fish's actions, and he certainly wasn't going to pry into the cat's little mind.

Although Professor McGonagall was no longer as angry, the day's events had served as a reminder.

The kitten could make trouble, and it had little to do with Voldemort's presence or absence.

So, for the rest of the day, Professor McGonagall kept a closer eye on Fish... and doubled his Transfiguration homework.

As long as Fish's energy would be sapped by other things, he would be less likely to get into mischief.

Under the watchful eye of Professor McGonagall, Hogwarts had really calmed down, as final exams were drawing ever closer and everyone was busy completing their increasingly heavy homework load and preparing for the upcoming exams.

Just when Professor McGonagall thought the term would pass without incident, a man who had long been ignored appeared.

Gilderoy Lockhart, the comedian and Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher at Hogwarts, had suddenly gone mad about two weeks before exams.

"Professor McGonagall, I hear you've been collecting stories to tell Fish recently?" asked Lockhart in a condescending tone as he approached Professor McGonagall at lunchtime.

Professor McGonagall frowned, but replied politely, "Yes, Fish likes to hear interesting stories, is there a problem?"

"Of course there's no problem!"

Lockhart raised his voice, drawing all eyes to him, then flashed his neat, white eight teeth and smiled, wagging his index finger at Professor McGonagall.

"However, I think you might need a little guidance from me, a best-selling author" He pulled up his shirt collar and said in a reserved manner.

"I appreciate the offer, but I don't think it's necessary."

Professor McGonagall declined with a stern expression, she couldn't understand what was suddenly going on with Lockhart, but Professor McGonagall wasn't interested in dealing with this guy who was trying to gain fame.

"You don't believe me? you don't trust me as a best-selling author?!"

Professor McGonagall's refusal caused Lockhart to explode like a flaming barrel of gasoline. He shouted, "Do you know how many copies of my book have sold? Do you know how many fans I have? You are honored that I decided to instruct you."

"Professor Lockhart, are you all right?"

Professor McGonagall was not angry at Lockhart's unusual behavior, but looked at him with some concern, it was clear that something was not right with him...

Did Lucius Malfoy send some other object of dark magic?

The others, also aware of Lockhart's abnormality, had stopped talking and moving and turned their heads to look at Lockhart and Professor McGonagall.

Only Professor Snape, after being taken by surprise for a moment, showed a suddenly understanding expression, then let out a cold snort.

"Heh."