The Druid Master of Hogwarts

"Fish!"

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When the three appeared in the living room, Hermione, who had been waiting here for a long time, rushed up and hugged the cat.

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"Are you alright?" She looked at Feishu carefully, and found that he didn't seem to have any injuries on his body, and his state was no different from usual, and she was immediately relieved.

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"Did you go well this time?" Hermione asked again, "What's wrong with Professor Dumbledore?" She seemed to realize that Fish was carrying a Dumbledore behind him.

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"I've got the Horcrux, we'll talk about the details later, we have to hurry up and send Albus to Severus, meow!"

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=????(???ω???)?

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Fish put down Dumbledore on his back, then jumped to the fireplace and threw a handful of Floo powder into it.

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A green flame immediately ignited in the fireplace. On the other side, Hermione and Harry also worked together to help Dumbledore over, and the cat carried Dumbledore on his back again and got into the fireplace.

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"The Defence Against the Dark Arts office at Hogwarts!" Fish shouted.

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Then, he and Dumbledore were engulfed by green flames.

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Climbing out of the fireplace in Snape's office, Fish was about to speak when he found that Professor Snape was already waiting here.

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"Put Dumbledore here." Snape said to Fish, standing beside a makeshift bed.

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Fish hurriedly followed suit, Snape didn't have time to talk nonsense with the cat, he simply nodded and began to check Dumbledore's situation.

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"The antidote you prepared for me is not bad. I don't think I will die for the time being." Dumbledore, who was lying on the hospital bed, said with a relaxed smile.

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Snape gave him a cold look and continued to concentrate on his work, even after Hermione and Harry emerged from the fireplace, he didn't even glance.

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Under the nervous gaze of the three, Snape finished his examination and said blankly: "Well, you are lucky, that potion is not for the purpose of poisoning people, plus Fish's treatment Spells can't die for a while, so I'll give you another potion, and it should be no problem to restore your basic mobility."

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After speaking, he walked over to the cabinet beside him and began to pick and choose the ingredients needed to prepare the potion.

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Dumbledore turned his head and winked at Fish and the others, "Look, I'll just say it."

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Only then did Fish breathe a sigh of relief. Although in his perception, Dumbledore's breath of life seemed to be extinguished at any time, he still believed in Snape's judgment. And the cat only needs Dumbledore not to die temporarily, because his transformation energy will soon be full, and Dumbledore should be completely cured by then.

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Even if there is no hunch that Fuling agent brings him, Mao Mao is so convinced.

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Fisch, who was finally relaxed, shook his body slightly, but soon became tense again. He suddenly understood a little bit why Dumbledore kept his physical condition from most people.

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In addition, Fishu remembered one more thing, and knew that it was not the time to relax.

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"That's right! Fish has to call Canaloa back, meow!"

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∑(?ΦДΦ?)

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The cat shuddered violently, and then slapped its legs and ran outside.

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He dashed all the way to the Black Lake, forcefully activated the Ally Summoning, and pulled Canaloa from the Black Lake in the cave to the Black Lake at Hogwarts.

"The First Clan"

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After finishing all this, Fish didn't even have time to say hello to Canaloa, and quickly ran back to Snape's office.

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Snape was still concocting the potion in front of the cauldron, and the room was filled with an odd but comforting smell. Hermione and Harry sat on the side obediently, daring not to disturb Snape in the slightest, for fear of affecting Snape, while Dumbledore lay quietly on the simple bed with his eyes closed, his chest heaving slightly, watching. Looks like he was asleep.

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Fishing glanced at Hermione, his body shrunk suddenly, changed back to the appearance of a tabby cat, and then he jumped on the bed, came to lie down next to Dumbledore's head, and relaxed his tense body without a trace. down.

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The cat slumped softly on the pillow, purring softly in its throat—when a cat is injured, sick, or feels uncomfortable, it will instinctively use purring to relieve pain for itself or its companions.

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However, after purring for a while, Fisch still couldn't resist the surging exhaustion. In the end, his purring became lower and lower, and his consciousness gradually began to drift. past.

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(=?ω?=)

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After a while, Snape finally finished formulating the potion. Thanks to Dumbledore's advance notice, he was able to prepare the ingredients early, otherwise the preparation time would have taken longer.

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Snape scooped the brewed black liquid into a cup, then took it to the side of the hospital bed, without making a sound to wake Dumbledore, put the cup directly to his mouth and squeezed it with one hand. Holding his cheek, he roughly poured the potion into it with one hand.

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"Cough cough... You should be gentle with this old man like me, Severus." Dumbledore choked and coughed. He opened his eyes and looked at Snape and complained helplessly.

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"Humph!" Snape sneered and said with a look of disgust, "If you can move, take Potter away as soon as possible. You should still have a lot of things to do, right?"

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"Ah, you're right."

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Dumbledore sat up from the bed, although his face was still very pale, but those blue eyes were not as dark as before, barely able to see a trace of expression.

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He looked at the cat lying beside him, and said softly, "Fishu, can you give me the Horcrux you got?"

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The cat lay on the pillow and didn't move.

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Dumbledore suppressed the smile on his face, and carefully hugged Fisch, Hermione, Harry, and Snape all approached nervously.

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"What's wrong with Fish, Professor?" Hermione asked in a trembling voice, wringing her hands.

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"It's okay... He's just tired and sleeping." After a while, Dumbledore's expression gradually eased, and he replied in a relaxed tone: "It's the same as before when he showed tranquility and transformation for the first time. The situation after the white tiger chased away the dementors is similar, just wait for him to wake up."

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Only then did the other three feel relieved.

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"It seems that the matter of the Horcrux can only be put aside temporarily," Dumbledore looked at the furry little guy in his hand, and smiled helplessly: "Fish looks like this, I can't take out the Horcrux... "

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"And..." The smile on Dumbledore's face became even more bitter. He gently put the cat back on the pillow and said to Hermione, "I wanted to hide it from Minerva, but now I can only Please let her know... I guess I'm going to be scolded again."

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