Chapter 182: Lockhart is a good guy (Edited)

Soon, Fish's words soon spread through all four houses, and the Great Dining Hall grew louder as people marveled at Harry and Ron's audacity.

The two men were treated differently by the various houses.

The Slytherins were gloating, Malfoy even expected them to be expelled, the Ravenclaws were concentrating on the flying car, and most of the hedgehogs were worried, both about Harry and Ron and the unfortunate Boxing Willow.

As for Gryffindor....

"This is great!"

"This is amazing, they're going to be talked about for years!"

"Damn, I can't believe little Ronnie didn't call us!".

Most of the Gryffindors, with the exception of a few "outliers" like Percy and Hermione, showed great excitement and envy.

Professor Flitwick looked down at the noisy students below, but in the end he didn't care, it wasn't a matter of secrecy anyway, the students were just arguing, no need to spoil the fun.

It was Lockhart's incessant chattering that gave him a headache.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh..." Lockhart shook his head, looking helpless, "It's all my fault, I gave Harry the taste of fame, he was on the front page with me and now he can't wait to do it again."

"Flying to school in a car... that's a great idea, isn't it? But it's still too early for Harry, he shouldn't be in such a hurry, I'll have to talk to him later!"

Although Lockhart seemed to have Harry's best interests at heart, how could Flitwick, who is older and experienced, not listen to his hidden envy, jealousy and hatred?

How had he not been sorted into Gryffindor at the time?

It might have been rude to the other Gryffindors, but Professor Flitwick actually regretted such a thing in his own house.

He grimaced, trying his best to ignore Lockhart's chatter, because Flitwick knew that if he started talking to Lockhart, Lockhart wouldn't stop, and ignoring him was the best way to deal with him.

Then Professor Flitwick turned his head and talked to Professor Sprout about Boxing Willow.

It turned out he had underestimated Lockhart's ability to take hints....

"If you want, I can show you how to treat a Box Elder Willow, of course, you're the herbal expert, but I happened to see a few of these strange plants when I was traveling..."

Professor Sprout, who was always kind and gentle, was quick to deny.

"Don't bother."

She rejected Lockhart's "help" with a stern tone, left her seat with her plate, ran to the other side and spoke to Madam Pomfrey.

Just as the students were arguing intensely and the professors were looking annoyed with Lockhart, Dumbledore and others who had left returned to the Great Dining Hall one after another.

Soon, after the singing of the school song, the banquet ended and the prefects led the students to their respective Houses.

Fish, however, broke away from the group and ran to Professor McGonagall's side.

"Minerva~"●ω●

Fish hugged one of her arms, raised his head and said, "Brush Fish's fur, like you promised nya."

"It's okay, it's okay, I got it."

Professor McGonagall stroked Fish's head, and her anger at Harry and Ron subsided a little.

Then she heard Fish say, "Minerva, Fish wants to play with flying cars, too."

The blue veins at the corners of her eyebrows popped, and the anger that had just subsided showed signs of recovery. Professor McGonagall clenched her back teeth and drew the word "No!" from them.

The kitten immediately sensed the danger, so he wisely dropped the subject and told him about Gilderoy Lockhart.

"Professor Gilderoy tells very interesting stories, can Fish go tonight and listen to him?". ?ω?

Professor McGonagall took two deep breaths and again refused, "No!".

"Meow, don't overdo it, Minerva!" (●ΦДΦ●).

The cat was not happy and protested loudly.

However, Professor McGonagall's attitude was firm: "I may allow you to go to the Forbidden Forest to the Black Lake, but you can't go to Lockhart to listen to stories!"

Although she already knew that Fish was after Lockhart to fight him, and she was looking forward to her kitten giving him a hard time, she was also worried that Fish would allow himself to be poisoned by Lockhart and become a vain narcissist.

Especially since Fish had been spoiled by everyone because of his peculiar affinity, and would be easily swayed by Lockhart.

"Can Fish go to the Forbidden Forest and the Black Lake at night?"(●ω●).

If he could go to the Forbidden Forest and the Black Lake to play with his friends, then never mind Lockhart's story.

The clever kitten, of course, listened to the reason for Minerva's decision, because of the new teacher, Gilderoy Lockhart.

He could tell stories, and let Minerva give him permission to come out and play.... Fish was growing fond of Lockhart.

"Like you wouldn't sneak out on your own if I didn't allow it" Professor McGonagall said with a grimace as she reached out and tapped Fish on the head.

"Hehehe~"

Fish rubbed Professor McGonagall's arm, smiling playfully, without replying.

There was a difference between sneaking around and getting permission to do whatever he wanted, at least he didn't have to worry about getting caught and pissing off Professor McGonagall.

The two laughed and joked until they reached Professor McGonagall's office, where Fish reverted to his cat form, but this time, instead of leaning on Professor McGonagall's legs, he lay upside down on her desk.

"Meow!" (=ω=)

The kitten urged Professor McGonagall with a look of anticipation.

She smiled and touched Fish's belly, "You, little one, can really enjoy it."

Then she pulled out the little silver comb she had used earlier and began to gently brush Fish's fur.

"Purrrrrrrrr..."

Fish squinted his eyes in comfort, purring, and the tip of his tail wagged, showing his happy mood.

"Meow~ (=｀=)"

Fish, who enjoyed the grooming service, was not satisfied and asked Professor McGonagall to read him a story while she brushed him.

Professor McGonagall cast a helpless look at Fish before casting a spell on the silver comb in her hand, causing it to float into the air and automatically grooming Fish.

He pulled Lockhart's "Travels with Vampires" out of the drawer and read the abridged tales.

Although she knew these stories had been stolen by Lockhart, they were a good way for Fish to learn something compared to other fairy tales, so Professor McGonagall opted to read Lockhart's book, even if she didn't want to.

Fish enjoyed the grooming and listening to Professor McGonagall's stories, turning around from time to time to let the comb take care of the other side, which was nice.

As time went on, however, Fish became a bit uncomfortable, as he didn't always lick his fur all the time, so he took it upon himself to use his paws to move the silver comb away from his fur, which he kept combing.

But the comb, charmed by Professor McGonagall, continued its task relentlessly, and Professor McGonagall was too engrossed in the book to notice the commotion.

After all, there was so much dross in the book that it would be a shame to accidentally read it to Fish, so Professor McGonagall had to concentrate on what she could read and ignore what was going on with Fish.

"Meow!" (=`Д=)

The cat meow woke up Professor McGonagall, who was intently reading the story, and she raised her head to look at the desk....

Fish was struggling with her comb.

Professor McGonagall: "..."