The Druid Master of Hogwarts

"What?" Snape looked impatiently at the sudden arrival of Colin Creevey.

Colin, who was frightened by his gaze, shrank his neck and replied cautiously, "I'm sorry, Professor, I'm taking Fish and Harry upstairs."

"Potions class isn't over yet." Snape frowned and said coldly after hesitating for a moment.

Although Colin winced a little, he still said nervously: "Professor, yes... Mr. Bagman asked them to go," he wrinkled his fingers, "All the warriors are going, I think they are going to take pictures... …”

"Warrior?" Snape let out a contemptuous sneer. "Are you talking about Potter?"

He looked mockingly at Harry, who was almost burying his head in the desk, and the Slytherin students let out a roar of laughter.

Colin didn't know why, and answered honestly: "Yes, Professor, Harry Potter is also a warrior in our school, isn't he?"

Then the laughter of Malfoy and others grew louder, making him a little overwhelmed.

Harry really wanted to gag Colin's mouth at this moment. With the experience of losing to Malfoy before, the title of Warrior now seems more like a malicious irony to him.

And he could use his broomstick to swear that Slytherin students would trumpet in the school that he, the fake Hogwarts warrior, was defeated in a duel with Malfoy.

Professor Snape next to the podium sneered again, waved his hand and said: "Okay, let's go with our warriors, besides, Potter, leave your things here, I want you to come back later , try your antidote."

"I'm sorry, Professor...he has to take his stuff," Colin said nervously, screeching. "All warriors..."

"Very good!" said Snape. "Potter, take your bag and disappear from my eyes!"

Harry threw his bag over his shoulder, stood up, and walked towards the door. As he walked past the table where the Slytherins sat, the words "Potter Smell" flashed at him from all sides.

"That's great, I don't have to go to class again meow!"

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After walking out of the Potions classroom with Colin and Harry, Fish threw his arms and jumped and cheered: "Fortunately, Fish has become a warrior!" He turned his head to look at Colin and asked, "Apart from taking pictures, Anything else, meow? Like fighting with other warriors?"

Just after watching the showdown between Harry and Malfoy, the kitten's mood seemed a little excited.

Compared to the cat, Harry's mood was very low, and he asked in a heavy tone: "Why are they taking pictures, Colin?"

"It shouldn't be a fight... I'm not too sure." Colin first answered Fisher's question with a smirk, then turned around and replied to Harry: "Probably published in the Daily Prophet!"

"Fantastic," Harry said gloomily, in a tone and expression that was the exact opposite of what was said. "Just what I wanted...to further embarrassment."

Colin laughed dryly, not knowing how to continue.

And Fish patted Harry's shoulder carelessly and comforted: "It's just that he lost to Draco in a fight, it's no big deal, Fish isn't always losing to Minerva and Canaloa, It'll be nice to win it back next time, meow!"

Harry glanced at the cat and was not comforted at all... Malfoy and Professor McGonagall are not comparable at all, let alone the big squid in the Black Lake who hung up and beat the three-headed dog Lu Wei. .

While speaking, Comey had led them out of a room.

"That's it, good luck!" he said.

Harry gave him a forced smile, then stepped forward, knocked on the door, and walked in.

As soon as he entered the room, Harry's mood was a little lower again, because this classroom was the same as in the Potions classroom before. Most of the desks were pushed to the back of the classroom, leaving a large space in the middle... It reminded him of the bad experience he had just lost to Malfoy.

"You guys are so good!"

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As soon as Fish came in, he greeted the rest of the room with a grin.

Krum and Fleur had arrived, and they each stood in a corner and didn't seem to communicate much.

In front of the blackboard in the classroom, there are three desks facing each other, Ludo Bagman is talking to a witch in a magenta robe, and a man with a belly is holding a slightly smoking The **** camera was standing not far from them, but his mind was on Furong, and he kept staring at her from the corner of his eye.

Seeing Fish's arrival, both Krum and Fleur had smiles on their faces and greeted them from the corner, but Bagman took a step faster, and his chubby body jumped from behind the table very deftly and swiftly. He came out and jumped in front of Fish and Harry in a few steps.

"Ah, here they come! The two warriors of Hogwarts! Come in, Fish, Harry... nothing to worry about, just the wand-testing ceremony, the other judges will be here soon..."

"Testing wands?" Harry asked uneasily.

"We have to check that your wands are fully functional and in good condition, because in future events the wand is your most important piece of equipment," Bagman said. "The expert is upstairs, with Dumbledore. Then some pictures. This is Rita Skeeter..."

He pointed to the witch in the magenta robe and introduced: "She is writing a small article about the Contest for the Daily Prophet..."

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"Maybe not so small, Ludo," said Rita Skeeter, her eyes moving excitedly back and forth between Fish and Harry, and finally settled on Fish.

"Ah! Fish knows you, meow!"

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Cat Cat suddenly had a sudden realization, and pointed at Rita Skeeter and yelled.

"It's my pleasure."

Skeeter seemed very happy, but Harry could also understand that it was indeed a happy thing to know that the other party knew him the first time he saw Fish.

At the same time, Harry was also recalling that he seemed to have heard the name somewhere.

Then he heard Feishu's cheerful voice: "You wrote Feishu's Mao Maotou news, right?"

Harry suddenly remembered where he had heard of the name, she was the reporter who had demoted Mr. Weasley to nothing in the newspapers, and Harry lost the slightest sympathy for the witch in an instant.

"Cat head?"

Skeeter was a little confused. She made up so much news that she couldn't remember what Fish was talking about for a while.

Moreover, Feixu has such a strong sense of existence, if he has really reported on the other party, he should not be unable to remember it.

"That's me..." Fish took out his wand and pointed to the empty space beside him, "The cat's head shines!"

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A silver-white cat head the size of a basketball flew out of Fish's wand and flew around the classroom under his control.

While controlling the cat's head to fly around, Fisch explained to Skeeter cheerfully: "Last time Fisch knocked off the green skull with the cat's head, why didn't you just write a report saying that Feixu is going to become the third-generation Dark Lord, Meow? Feixu wants to correct you..."

The cat's expression is very serious

"Fish is black and white, so it should be the black and white devil...or the cat cat devil meow?"

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Everyone present was at the World Cup that night~www.readwn.com~ Krum was one of the players, but at that time, apart from Harry's speculation, even Ludo Bagman didn't know The cat head was conjured by Fish, so they were all in shock.

"It's you?!"

Rita Skeeter, who finally recovered from her surprise, her eyes blazed with fiery light, she quickly grabbed Fisher's shoulder, and asked excitedly, "Can I do an interview with you? "

"I'm afraid not now, Rita." Before Fish could answer, Dumbledore walked in. "The wand-testing ceremony is about to begin, and if we lose a warrior, the ceremony will not be possible."

Behind him, Professor Karkaroff, Ms. Maxim, and Mr. Crouch also came in and sat at the desk in front of the blackboard.

In addition, an acquaintance of Harry and Fish, Mr. Ollivander, who sells wands in Diagon Alley, came in.

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?Recommended ticket??Monthly ticket?

471. Rita Skeeter