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Text 687. Today's Meal at McGonagall's House

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    "Master Fish! Miss Hermione! Dinner is ready! Professor McGonagall asked me to call you back to eat!"

    Following a piercing crack, the little elf Comey appeared in the depths of the Forbidden Forest, and screamed at Fish and Hermione, who were cuddling each other in the form of cats and dozing on Lu Wei's head.

    "Meow!"

    ?(=`?”ä=)?

    Fish immediately opened his eyes, jumped off Lu Wei's head together with Hermione, and then turned around to say goodbye to Lu Wei.

    "Wow!" x3

    Lu Wei's three heads barked at Fish in unison as a response, and then it got up from the ground and walked slowly towards Hagrid's hut.

    It's going to go to Hagrid's to get something to eat, and by the way, bully Glop again, do some exercise after dinner or something.

    And the magical animals and ordinary animals that had gathered around Lu Wei before all dispersed in a rush, and went to look for food separately.

    "Comey, send us back quickly, meow!"

    Fish, who had recovered his human form, took Hermione with one hand, put the other on Comey's shoulder, and urged urgently.

    "Obey! Master Fisher!"

    Comey agreed in a shrill voice, and immediately disapparated, taking Fish and Hermione back to their home in Hogsmeade.

    "Minerva~"

    ?”ńw”ń?

    Fish shouted Professor McGonagall's name, but ran straight towards the fragrant kitchen.

    "Go wash your hands! Don't need me to remind you every time!"

    Professor McGonagall grabbed the little fur cat that passed by him, and scolded angrily.

    "But Fish has already licked the paw very carefully meow!"

    ?(?`w”ä?)?

    Maomao is very wronged, obviously he has already cleaned his paws, why did he have to wash them again after turning back into a human form?

    "There is no reason! I have said it many times, washing hands before meals is the most basic etiquette!"

    Professor McGonagall didn't use any reason that licking her paws was not clean, because when she first became an Animagus, she was affected by the animal form, and she would lick her hair from time to time or something.

    Although she can control it now, she understands the cat's instinctive feeling, so Professor McGonagall never stops Fisher from licking Well, except for some special parts.

    It's just that she doesn't force Fisch to get rid of some cat instincts, but she also requires him to develop some habits in human form.

    So Fisher couldn't win Professor McGonagall after all, and was reluctantly dragged by Hermione to wash his hands by the sink beside him.

    After washing his hands, Fish rushed to the dining table as fast as he could, grabbed the knife and fork, and tapped the table rhythmically with their tails.

    "Minerva! Come on! Minerva! Come on!"

    ? ¦·(??w??)

    In the rapid but rhythmic urging of the cat, Professor McGonagall, Hermione, and Comey all sat down at the dining table, and then Fish immediately waved the knife and fork in his hand, quickly and gracefully  The food on the plate was sent into his mouth.

    Just as the family was sitting around the dining table and eating dinner, there was a loud bang in the living room outside.

    Both Professor McGonagall and Comey put down their knives and forks, and ran out quickly.

    "Albus? Why are you here? Is there something wrong with the Order of the Phoenix?" Her series of inquiries made Hermione stop her movements, and only Fish was still devouring her food intently.

    "No, the Order of the Phoenix is ??very good." Dumbledore's voice sounded a little light, "I'm sorry to disturb your dinner, but I have something urgent to ask Fish for help."

    As he spoke, he walked into the kitchen side by side with Professor McGonagall, followed by Comey the elf.

    Until this time, Fish turned his attention away from the food, he looked up at Dumbledore, and before he could speak, Maomao yelled in surprise: "Albus, why do you look like you are about to eat?"  Dead meow?!"

    ? ”Ę(?¦µ§„¦µ?)

    Fish immediately felt the weak breath of life on Dumbledore's body,

    It was as if Fox was on the verge of nirvana.

    He tilted his head, and suddenly said: "You want to die too, meow?"

    "What? Is what Fish said true, Albus?" Professor McGonagall looked at Dumbledore in shock.

    Of course she didn't really think that Dumbledore was going to die, but what Fish said earlier - Dumbledore was going to die.

      It is not a secret among people who are familiar with cats that Fish can perceive the strength of life breath of living things, so when he said that, Professor McGonagall and the others immediately believed it.

    "That's why I came to Fish" Dumbledore said with a wry smile, and stretched out his right hand that had been hidden under his sleeve.

    "My God!" After seeing the right hand that looked like a charred corpse, Hermione exclaimed and covered her mouth.

    "Merlin's beard!" Professor McGonagall's eyes widened, and he hurriedly asked, "What's going on? Did you go to fight Voldemort?"

    "It's not wrong to say that" Dumbledore waved his withered, scorched right hand, and explained: "I found another Horcrux of Voldemort. Although I destroyed it, it was also hit by Voldemort.  A trap laid there."

    =????(???w???)?

    When Fish realized that Dumbledore could not be Nirvana, he immediately rushed to him, and shot several recovery spells at him one after another.

    The soft green light continuously surrounded Dumbledore's right arm, the scorched blackness on his arm subsided at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the originally withered arm gradually swelled up.

    However, Fisher's expression remained solemn.

    (??v?v??)

    Because in his perception, Dumbledore's breath of life didn't increase in any way, it just made the previous state that could dissipate at any time become a little bit more stable.

    And after the green light dissipated, Dumbledore's entire palm was still dry and scorched black, and his forearm regained a little fleshiness, from a "mummy" to a skinny state, and the blackness only faded a little.  The elbow part showed a blue-purple color, and then the color gradually deepened, and the wrist part was not much different from before, only the upper arm was completely recovered.

    "Thank you, Fish, I feel much more relaxed now." Dumbledore, the "patient", was quite satisfied with the result. He moved his still-blackened fingers, uureading <a href="http:  //www.uukanshu.com" target="_blank">www.uukanshu.com</a> smiled and thanked.

    Although Fish was not able to heal himself, Dumbledore was not as weak as before, and his strength had recovered by half, which was enough for him, besides Isn't there still Tranquility that hasn't been tried?  ?

    Dumbledore is still very optimistic about this.

    "But”­”­"

    (??w??)?

    "It's just not cured for the time being, Fish." Dumbledore cut off Mao Mao's words, "You were in St. Mungo's before, didn't you have a lot of people who couldn't be cured at once? It's enough to slow me down.  Enough, and we'll have plenty of time to sort out this little nuisance afterwards."

    He winked at Fish playfully, then stroked his stomach with his intact left hand, and said, "Speaking of which, in order to solve Voldemort's Horcrux, I haven't had dinner yet, do you mind adding me?"

    "Of course no problem, please sit down, Albus." Professor McGonagall, who didn't know how serious Dumbledore's situation was, smiled and invited him to sit down, and told Comey to get another set of cutlery.

    After all, in her opinion, Dumbledore is so powerful that even Voldemort himself can't do anything to him. It's just a magic trap, and it shouldn't be too bad.

    and”­”­

    She also has confidence in Maomao's healing ability, especially the spell of Tranquility, which can make the whole St. Mungo crazy about it.

    Fish blinked his eyes, sat back in his seat, and continued to eat dinner.

    It's not that he was worried about Dumbledore snatching food from him, but because Maomao keenly discovered that Dumbledore didn't seem to want others to know about his situation

    Although Fisher didn't know why he did this, he cooperated and remained silent.

    ? ¦·(??~??)

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