Chapter 161: Cats are a food for thought (Edited)

It was the first time Fish knew human food could taste so good.

What the hell have I been eating before? ∑(●ΦДΦ●)

The difference between fried fish and sliced fish is huge.

And the sweet and sour pork ribs, the spicy but delicious pulled pork with hot peppers, and the soft, tender, shredded, magical food called tofu....

There was so much new food that Fish had never seen before, and for the first time he felt he couldn't get enough, and wished he had three heads to eat, like Fluffy.

Even Professor McGonagall and the others ate to their hearts' content.

Fish, who was originally disgusted with September, latched onto her right after the meal.

"Whahahahahahahahahahaha!"

September let out a giggle of happiness, running her hands over Fish's head, with a big smile on her face.

"Thanks to my grandmother who always made me learn how to cook when I was little!"

"Sister September, can you go back to Fish? Fish can give you half of her snacks." (●ω●)

Fish lifted his little face and looked at his with flashing eyes.

"Hahahaha! I can't do that," September laughed and rubbed her cheek with Fish's, "Why don't you go to our school, Fish? My cooking doesn't come close to the chefs'."

"Is there anything better?!!" ?(●﹃●)?

The food was too much of a temptation for Fish, and he was about to be seduced by September's food.

But the bond between Fish and Professor McGonagall was tested, and in the end young Fish rejected September's offer with a face full of reluctance.

Of course, he also took advantage of his affinity and cute cat persona to get some recipes from September and take them to Comey to learn how to cook.

After dinner, the animagi chatted for a while, teased Fish a bit, and then left, as many of them were of different nationalities and ages, and didn't have much in common.

Professor McGonagall took Fish back to 124 Shell Street the way she had come, using the Flu powder stored in the house, through the chimney and back to her home in Hogsmeade.

Both Professor McGonagall and Fish were very pleased with the Animagus meeting.

Fish received a delicious Chinese recipe and Professor McGonagall solved Fish's problems of self-perception... although the reality was not quite what she had imagined.

As soon as the two arrived home, Fish pushed the recipes toward Comey, who came over to greet him.

"Comey! Come on! Hurry up and learn the recipe! I want to eat it tonight." (●Φ﹃Φ●)つ

Fish drooled and impatiently ordered.

"Leave it to me, Master Fish!"

The house elf was so happy to be entrusted with the task that he puffed out his thin chest and said loudly in response.

With the recipe, Comey quickly learned how to make several Chinese dishes, and although the taste is still slightly different from September, the food is much better than the previous ones.

It's not that Comey's skills are flawed or that September is hiding something, it's that some of the ingredients are simply not available and have to be substituted with other similar ingredients.

But it's enough to keep Fish from eating out these days, and when it's time to eat, he's determined to go back, no matter how much the others try to keep him away.

Whether it was the food that motivated him, or the talk he had with Professor McGonagall at the Animagus Club, I don't know, but during this time, in addition to enjoying Chinese food, Fish became more active in his chores.

Although he still got distracted by various things, he was more focused than before he got distracted, and that made him much more efficient.

"Well... well done."

Professor McGonagall congratulated Fish with a smile as she checked his progress and reached over to touch his head.

She then turned and pulled a stack of envelopes out of the drawer, "In light of your recent good work, I would like to reward you."

"Nya! A reward nya!". (●ω●)

Fish's cat ears perked up quickly.

Professor McGonagall handed the stack of envelopes to Fish, "A while ago, several students wrote to you to invite you to their houses, you can choose one and go there for a few days, you have permission to skip homework during that time."

In fact, Fish had known about these invitations before the vacations, all four Hogwarts houses, all seven years, had mentioned it to Fish, but he had always replied that he needed Professor McGonagall's permission.

Then he had forgotten all about it because he had been on vacation and had had so much fun.

Fish stared at the stack of envelopes in his hands for a long time.

"Is Minerva coming, nya?" ?ω?

Fish raised his head and asked.

Professor McGonagall shook her head, smiling, "I won't be there, they'll probably be uncomfortable with me."

Professor McGonagall was well aware of the image she had of herself in the minds of the students.

"Then Fish won't be going nya either." (●Φ3Φ●)

Fish pouted, shook his head and replied.

"Why?"

Professor McGonagall was a little surprised that Fish preferred to stay to do his homework, which was amazing!

She didn't think the little man would miss her, it was only for a few days, Fish wasn't that sentimental.

"You can't eat Comey's sweet and sour pork if I'm going to play!"

Fish replied in all seriousness.

It was the perfect response for the little glutton.

Professor McGonagall snorted, then said tearfully, "Then you can take Comey, I don't think any wizarding family would turn down the help of a house elf."

"But... then Minerva won't get a good meal nya." ?ω?

Professor McGonagall was touched and amused to hear Fish's concern.

She rubbed Fish's face and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I'm not as greedy as you, you greedy little cat!"

"Is he really okay nya?" asked Fish, his face tense and serious.

In his opinion, this was a very serious and important matter.

"Of course it is," said Professor McGonagall, amused by the seriousness on Fish's face, but also with a slightly more serious expression, "And isn't that recipe still there? I can make it myself any time I want."

"Minerva, you actually know how to cook nya!"∑(●ΦДΦ●)

The cat was surprised.

Professor McGonagall pinched Fish's little face and asked, with a smile on her face, "What do I look like to you? hmm?"

"Nya~!", Fish receiving a pinch on his cheek, begged for mercy, "Sorry, Minerva!".

After a few moments of pinching Fish's cheeks, Professor McGonagall reluctantly let go.

Fish covered his cheek and looked at the wicked Minerva for a moment before saying, "Then Fish is going to play!" (ノ)`ω(ヾ)

After that, he looked unsure and asked Professor McGonagall again for confirmation, "Is it true that you don't have to do your homework?"

"Of course, it's a reward for you, it's up to you to do your homework or not."

Professor McGonagall patted Fish on the head in irritation, feeling very unsatisfied that he actually doubted her.

"Am I that untrustworthy?"

She had completely forgotten how she had fooled Fish before.

Because he had just escaped from Professor McGonagall's clutches and was worried that his reward would be taken away, Fish wisely didn't argue with Professor McGonagall, just wrinkled his nose at her and then tilted his head to select a card from the stack of cards.

How he was going to play, Fish had to choose those closest to him.

And as far as closeness went, it was the Gryffindor witches who had the most contact with Fish.

But most of his memories with them were spent on homework, so Fish didn't even consider them, but just passed on all the girls' letters.

Harry, Seamus and Dean hadn't sent him any letters, only Neville and Ron had sent invitations.

Of the two, Ron and Fish, who went "together" through the trap door, he was obviously closer to Fish, and since Ron had three older brothers, all of whom were close to Fish, and Scabbers was more interesting than Fluffy, so he finally decided to accept the Weasley's invitation.

"I'm going to the redheads' house!"(●ΦωΦ●).

"Fish!"

"Oh... it's the Weasleys nya!"