Chapter 643: A New Guest at Number 12 Grimmauld Place (Edited)

Apart from Cornelius Fudge, there was someone else who was having a fit of anger at that moment.

It wasn't Professor McGonagall, although she was a bit angry. She also knew that Fish was doing a good deed, especially after receiving a thank-you letter from elderly Mrs. Longbottom, and she felt more than relieved.

It was Voldemort, who currently resided in Malfoy Manor, who was angered by the incident.

Why had he kidnapped Fish? He wanted him to use that strange moonlight rain to restore his soul and create more Horcruxes.

Voldemort's attempt to guide Fish in casting the "rain" even failed when he went mad in front of his own men and was even beaten by Fish.

How could Voldemort not be outraged that Fish had conjured the moonlight rain he had been eagerly waiting for, right in the middle of London, benefiting not only the patients at St. Mungo's but also a bunch of Muggles he despised?

"If I had known, I would have gone to St. Mungo's to get myself hospitalized."

Voldemort, who was a bit confused, thought to himself.

Walden Macnair, who had delivered the news to Voldemort, knelt down trembling.

He didn't understand why his master had become so angry upon hearing the news of Fish's arrival in London... Wasn't it a good thing that he had come?

But Macnair didn't dare show the slightest sign of doubt. He simply pressed his head to the ground, praying that the increasingly temperamental Dark Lord wouldn't take his own head.

Perhaps... it was really time to find an escape...

The thought passed through Macnair's mind as he lay on the ground, then he quickly emptied his mind to prevent his thoughts from being detected by Voldemort.

...

"Is it true that Minerva won't be coming, nya?"

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When Fish returned from St. Mungo's, he poked his head through the door, refusing to enter the house.

"Don't worry, Professor McGonagall isn't here," Harry said astonished, "It's the last day before Christmas break, Professor McGonagall should be busy."

"Doesn't that mean... by tomorrow, Minerva will have enough time to teach Fish a lesson, nya?!"

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Instead of relaxing, Fish exclaimed with a pale face.

"How could Minerva blame you for what you did today?" Mrs. Weasley interjected, "If she's very angry with you, we'll all help you convince Minerva."

That's when Fish relaxed and joined the group in the Black family's ancestral house.

"You're back!" Sirius, who hadn't gone to bed yet, greeted them as they entered the foyer and cheerfully said, "Shall I bring you something to eat? I'll tell Kreacher to prepare it."

"No, Sirius." Mr. Weasley shook his head with bitterness, "We'd better rest, tomorrow we might be very busy."

"What happened?" Sirius looked puzzled. "You just recovered, and Dumbledore wants you to go back to work?" Confined in the Black house, he was unaware at that moment that Fish had caused another major disaster.

It wasn't until George and Fred told him what had happened at St. Mungo's that Sirius's mouth tightened, and he looked at Fish...

The Marauders had broken all the rules of the school, but they had only been at Hogwarts. But Fish had hit Voldemort and then caused trouble for the Ministry of Magic, and their little group was nothing compared to Fish.

Then everyone bid each other goodnight and went to bed, including Fish.

Fish had already been to Sirius' house. Professor McGonagall didn't allow him to go out alone, and Hermione wasn't around. Fish didn't seem to have anything better to do than sleep. After using healing spells throughout the day, Fish felt a bit tired, so he got into bed and soon fell asleep.

The next morning, Fish descended the stairs with a yawn and found the others busy decorating for Christmas. Sirius, probably because the house was finally coming back to life, was singing a not-so-melodious carol.

The day continued to be boring, with Sirius causing a bit of a commotion about Harry and Ginny's Animagus form, but Fish wasn't interested in getting involved. He rested by the fireplace, squinting his eyes and nodding off.

Today's Daily Prophet also reported on the previous night's incident, but the newspaper took the liberty of excusing Fish, saying that he only sympathized with the patients of St. Mungo's and had caused a magical outburst unintentionally.

Then, the article turned around and accused Dumbledore of abusing his power by easily granting Fish and Harry's request to visit their friend's father at St. Mungo's. It stated that it was thanks to Harry, the "Boy Who Lived," that the bedroom was treated well by Dumbledore, etc.

In summary, everything was Albus Dumbledore's fault!

At the end of the article, Fudge also declared that he wanted to further strengthen the Ministry of Magic's management of Hogwarts and that he was already working on a new educational order.

Naturally, this article was met with a flood of criticism and curses from Harry and the others, but it wasn't Fish's concern. He continued to lie by the fireplace, relying on naps to pass the time.

So, with Fish asleep, the afternoon quickly arrived, and around six o'clock, Hermione, who had been on vacation, arrived with her luggage, along with Neville and his grandmother.

"Grandma told me everything, thanks, Fish!" Neville hugged Fish with tears in his eyes, thanking him over and over again.

"Go away, nya!"

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Fish pushed Neville's head away with a disgusted look and wriggled out of his arms.

Then...

"Hermione~"

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Fish turned around and ran to hug Hermione, who was on the other side.

"..."

Neville looked uncomfortable watching the two of them embrace. He smiled awkwardly and scratched his head.

"Come on, let's leave them alone."

Ron stepped forward, wrapped his arm around Neville's neck, pulled him aside, and joined the others.

Neville's grandmother went to chat with the portrait of Mrs. Black after talking with Sirius. She spoke to the portrait of Mrs. Black, who wasn't offended by her presence and affectionately called her by her first name, "Augusta."

"Hermione, isn't Minerva here?"

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After spending some time with his girlfriend, Fish looked behind her curiously and asked.

Although Fish was worried that Professor McGonagall would come and give him another lecture, he actually missed her, just as he had missed Hermione during the past few days.

"There are some adjustments at the school that Minerva has to take care of, and she said she won't come until tomorrow." Hermione replied, "And Minerva said you did a good job last night. She won't be mad at you, but next time, don't be so impulsive. You could have made St. Mungo's look for a more secluded place and treat them."

"Fish didn't know if it would work or not..."

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Fish made a pout and argued vigorously, "And Fish didn't heal everyone in the end, so if [Serenity] doesn't work at all, it will be a waste of effort."

"[Serenity]?" Hermione asked curiously. "Is that what you call that moon rain?"

"Yes!"

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Speaking of which, Fish immediately lifted his head triumphantly. He had finally learned that trick!

"It feels so good, that rain! Next time, we'll find a place where Fish can have a game just for you and Minerva, and we can bring Chris and Jacqueline too nya... and Frank and Alice if they're not feeling well yet... and yes, the Order of the Cat too!"

As Fish spoke, he began to count on his fingers, and the number of people he mentioned kept growing.