The Druid Master of Hogwarts

"Hey!"

Fisch, who understood, turned around on the spot.

As a result, nothing happened.

"Why meow?! Is Albus targeting Fish again?!!"

Cat Mao deftly put the pot on Dumbledore's head.

Anyway, as long as there is something that you don't understand, it's mostly caused by this bad grandpa!

"Well, could it be Fish, you're basically no different from a human now?" Hermione guessed with a weird expression.

Most of the time, she could ignore that Fish wasn't actually human, but occasionally she still remembered the fact that Hermione's mood was a little weird every time.

Especially after she read some of the Scottish "customs" about sheep in a book, this feeling is even more bizarre.

Hermione shook her head and tried her best to dispel that weird mood. Fish was different from those sheep!

Besides, you can become a cat yourself!

Just as Hermione was sorting through her tumultuous thoughts, Fish also switched to cat-man form, and then he tried to do it again.

"Clap!"

With an ear-piercing explosion, Fei Xu turned into a black and white vortex, but when the vortex shrunk inwards to half, it expanded back like time running backwards, and then Fei Xu was confused. The ground fell back to its original place.

"Why meow?! Fei Xu clearly thought of the table next to that table!"

The cat pointed to the table with food in the distance, and shouted in disapproval.

"Don't worry, Fish." Hermione quickly comforted: "At least in this state, it's not completely unresponsive, maybe you can successfully Apparate in the form of a cat."

"But Fei Xu can't hold a magic wand like that!" Mao Mao wrinkled his nose, folded his arms and said, "Even if Fei Xu wants to practice wandless spellcasting, the conditions do not allow me!"

"Isn't there a Saturday Apparition class?" Hermione said, "Fish, you're so good, it probably won't take a few classes to Apparate without a wand."

"That's right, Meow!" Feixu nodded as a matter of course, and then stopped worrying about this issue.

Originally, he decided to wait until his birthday to talk about it, so even if he didn't succeed in the end, he wouldn't lose anything, or supper is more important!

Cat Mao decisively turned his attention to the food not far away, and dragged Hermione a few steps to the dining table.

The next day, which was Sunday, Fish didn't take Harry and Ron to the headmaster's office until the evening, as before, because there was no class today, he and Hermione found them after breakfast. two.

"A new memory?"

Harry's expression was a bit tangled. He had wanted to organize a Quidditch practice match over the weekend.

"We can train again in the afternoon." Ron persuaded.

Ron's interest in Quidditch dropped a lot because he would see Cormic McLaggen who had taken his goalkeeper position during training. Although he still liked Quidditch very much, he was not as interested in training as before. Heart, and even have a faint idea of ​​evasion.

Even Ron himself didn't realize this kind of thought. He just felt that he was a little bit interested in Quidditch training recently. He mistakenly thought that the lessons and training were too tired, which made him a little bored.

So when Fish gave a reason, he couldn't wait to persuade Harry to postpone the training. As for the memories prepared by Dumbledore, he was equally curious, but he was not really interested in saying how much he was interested.

Harry didn't know the complex psychology of his friend. He was still very concerned about understanding Voldemort's past and finding clues about the Horcrux.

So when Ron persuaded him like this, he agreed with the flow.

The four of them came to the headmaster's office familiarly, and Fish quickly took them out after learning the location of Dumbledore's memory bottles from Phineas.

There were not many memory bottles left by Dumbledore. There were only two. It seemed that it was for Fish to distinguish them. There were also labels on the bottles, which read "Hokey, the house elf" and Dumbledore's own name.

"Which cat shall we see first?"

After struggling for a while, Feixu, who was still unable to make a decision, raised the two bottles in front of everyone and asked.

It's possible that Dumbledore's memory saw a fight, but the memory of a house-elf for the first time also intrigued the cat.

"Deng"

"The house-elves!" Harry was about to speak, when Hermione cut him sharply. "The house-elves!" She repeated again, nodding heavily.

Harry and Ron, who wanted to see Dumbledore's memories even more, were stunned by the courage shown by Miss Know-it-all, and wisely shut their mouths.

Naturally, Fish would not refuse Hermione's request. He first opened the bottle of memories that belonged to Hao Qi, poured the pearly silver substance into the Pensieve, and then picked up the stone basin and shook it gently. stand up.

Moments later, the four of Fish appeared in the memory of the house-elf Hao Qi.

This is an extravagant-looking living room, and a fat, fat old lady is sitting on a chair, holding a small mirror inlaid with jewels, and using a large puff to paint her already bright red cheeks Wear rouge. Gorgeous pink robes spread around her, making her look like a melted ice cream cake.

And the owner of this memory, the house-elf named Hao Qi, was kneeling on the ground at this moment, buttoning the tight satin shoes on the old lady's fat feet.

She looked older than Kreacher, and the thinnest of all the elf Fish had ever seen.

"Humph!" Hermione let out a sneer.

"Come on, Hokey!" said the old lady, who was about as big as Dudley's. "He said it was four o'clock. It's only two minutes. He's never been late."

Then she put away the puff and asked, "How am I?"

"It's beautiful~www.readwn.com~ madam," Hao Qi said sharply.

"Puchi!" Although it was rude to laugh at other people's appearance, Ron couldn't help laughing.

"She must be waiting for her boyfriend? Fish has seen this on TV, meow!"

Mao Mao pointed to the old lady who was constantly looking in the mirror and tidying up her clothes from time to time.

"Most of the time, I don't know who is so tasteful, cough, cough," Ron said with a smirk.

After a while the doorbell rang, and the fat old lady and her elf jumped up.

"Quick, quick, here he is, Hao Qi!" the old lady screamed, and the elf ran out of the house at a speed that didn't match her appearance at all.

Fish ran out with Hao Qi curiously, and Hermione and the others naturally followed.

The room was very crowded, with cabinets displaying painted lockers, bookshelves lined with gilded books, shelves with large and small stars and horoscopes, and many lush plants growing in copper utensils that looked like magic curio shops and conservatories. pieced together.

Hao Qi skimmed through the gaps between the items skillfully and quickly, without touching anything.

And Fish and the others don't have to worry about what they will bump into, because they who don't belong to this memory can't touch anything here at all.

Hao Qi ran to the door as fast as she could, then stood on tiptoe and twisted the doorknob.

Standing outside the door was a tall young man, he was wearing a black suit, his hair was a little longer than when he was in school, his cheeks were sunken, and his face was much paler than before, but these were very suitable for him, but made him look at it. Looks more handsome.

This handsome young man was none other than the young Voldemort with his nose and hair, or Tom Marvolo Riddle.

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