Chapter 357: Making Money Is Not Easy (Edited)

After discovering that Harry's Patronus wasn't really that powerful, Fish's mentality instantly calmed down.

And that's when the kitten remembered that the reason he wanted to learn the Patronus Charm in the first place was to fight Professor McGonagall, and to have an additional means of fighting the air, so it didn't matter if his Patronus was complete or not ...

It was just a matter of whether he could fight!

Harry's Stag Patronus was indisputably outclassed by Fish's half-completed Patronus.

After that, Fish was no longer in a hurry to summon a complete Patronus ...

Of course, he practiced, after all, according to Professor McGonagall, a full Patronus was stronger, and Fish wanted to see if his Patronus would be Uroboros or Kanaloa, or ....

As Dumbledore had guessed, his Patronus could alternate between the two forms.

It's just that, compared to before, Fish has returned to his previous leisure and is no longer upset about not being able to summon his physical Patronus.

Days passed, Dementors didn't enter Hogwarts again, Black didn't move, and even the intermittent but relentlessly rainy weather ended in mid-December.

And when the skies cleared, the castle was filled with a lively Christmas spirit.

Professor Flitwick, who taught Charms, had decorated his classroom with colored lights that turned into real fairies and fluttered their wings. The students were happily discussing their vacation plans.

Because of Fish's existence, since last year, there had been more people staying at the school over the vacations, and this year, naturally, it was the same, even with Dementors lurking around the school and probably a wanted criminal, Sirius Black, lurking in the dark, there was nothing to stop the group from staying for Christmas with the cat.

Professor McGonagall was less pleased than the excited students, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh as she looked at the densely written Christmas vacation registration form in front of her....

How much extra work this must have caused the Hogwarts professors!

She rubbed her temples with her fingers, pulled herself together and started organizing her vacation work....

The old man, Dumbledore, had left much of the work to Professor McGonagall on the pretext that he needed to discuss with governors and Ministry of Magic officials.

In previous years it hadn't been a problem, as there had been fewer students housed at the school and Professor McGonagall had found it easier to organize, but since last year it had been a different story, not to mention that with the Heir to the Chamber of Secrets last year and Sirius Black this year, the workload had doubled.

But what could Professor McGonagall do? It was the effects of her own cat, and even if old Dumbledore gave up, she would have to accept it.

While Professor McGonagall was busy with the task at hand, the door to her office was quietly pushed open and the cat's head, which was changing from cute to handsome, peeked out furtively.

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"Minerva, are you busy nya?"

"Fish? What are you doing here?"

Professor McGonagall, who had been working for half a day, stretched and smiled as she greeted the cat at the door, she needed some relaxation and she could use some cuddles now that Fish was here.

Immediately, the cat came running into Professor McGonagall's office, leapt towards her in a few steps and jumped into her arms.

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Professor McGonagall hugged Fish and rubbed her cat's head with her hands.

Unlike the other girls rubbing the cat's head, Fish did not resent Professor McGonagall's actions, but also let out a purr of comfort, not only because mother and son were closer, but also because of Professor McGonagall's skill in rubbing the cat's head.

While Fish enjoyed Professor McGonagall's petting, Professor McGonagall was tired from her work,

She was also gradually healing in the process of petting the cat.

Feeling refreshed, a satisfied Professor McGonagall stopped, took Fish's face and kissed it, and asked, "What did you want to see me about?"

"It's about this year's Christmas present, nya."

Fish, who was lying in Professor McGonagall's arms, stood up and jumped back, sitting on the desk right behind him, wiggling his legs and answering.

"Oh? Is your card ready? Or.... did you pick up another journal?"

The diary thing was a joke, but it was quite possible that Fish would find another dangerous object at some point.

"Fish didn't pick up anything weird this year nya!"

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The little cat first defended himself and then got back to the point.

"Minerva, this year you don't have to help Fish with the Christmas presents, Fish is going to buy them himself."

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Fish said to Professor McGonagall very seriously.

"Do you make your own Christmas presents? But where do you get the money...oh, the Weasley twins..."

Professor McGonagall froze and then realized that she knew that Fish was helping the twins sell their stuff, and that the puss had lied to her earlier to make amends, and after celebrating her birthday, Professor McGonagall knew that Fish was saving up to buy her a present.

Although Fish intended to spend the money she had spent on gifts for herself elsewhere, Professor McGonagall didn't care about that, nor did she care what the cat got her.

She was a little surprised...

"Why are you suddenly going to spend your own money on Christmas presents?"

Fish scratched his head and replied with a sheepish expression, "Hermione told Fish earlier that intentions are important, so Fish thought it would be better if Fish bought the gift with his own money, nya."

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That was one of the reasons, but the main reason Fish didn't say...

After helping George and Fred sell a few times, the kitten realized that earning money seemed like a lot of work, and that he had no notion of money before, and had been wasting Professor McGonagall's money....

In short, the cat felt sorry for his mother.

It's just that if he said this, Fish would inexplicably feel a little shy, so he chose a reason that wasn't that important.

Professor McGonagall didn't think much of it, but she patted Fish's head with a relieved smile and asked, "Do you have enough money? A gift for over four hundred people is not a small amount."

Of course, Fish knew it wasn't a small amount, otherwise why would he have paid for the gifts himself?

"Isn't it the thought that counts? Fish can buy a little less, and then write on the card that Fish paid for the gifts himself!".

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The kitten had already thought of an answer, and....

"And at Grandpa Ambrose's they'll give Fish a discount too, nya!"

"Well, if you have an idea, of course I have no problem."

Professor McGonagall was glad to relax, and was encouraged by the fact that Fish was starting to think about the mood of others.

So Professor McGonagall rubbed Fish's head again and congratulated him, "Fish is getting more and more sensible."

"Hehehehehe~"

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