Although Harry disliked the arrogant and disgusting Draco Malfoy very much, when he heard Malfoy talking about Fish, he still honestly pricked up his ears.
And Malfoy also enjoyed this feeling of attention, so he couldn't help raising his voice, and said everything he knew about Fish.
"My dad mentioned to me that Professor McGonagall adopted a child a few years ago. When the child was discovered, he had been living in the Muggle world as a stray cat. , Principal Dumbledore discovered his existence and brought him back, because Professor McGonagall's Animagus is also a cat, so he was given to her to raise."
After slowly talking about Fisher's background, Malfoy still smacked his lips, "Although some people speculated that his parents might be Muggles, so they threw him away out of fearbut how can this be?" possible?"
Malfoy sneered disdainfully, "How could a Muggle family give birth to such a natural Animagus, he is at least a mixed blood, but the chance of a pure blood is even higher!"
Speaking of which, Malfoy proudly raised his head, as if he was convinced that Fish was a pure-blooded wizard. His eyes swept over those non-pure-blooded little wizards, revealing his sense of superiority unabashedly .
Several young wizards from pure-blood families standing beside Malfoy also showed the same expression.
However, most young wizards don't actually care about whether Fish is pure blood, they are more concerned about Fish's past experience.
"Merlin's cotton socks! How poor he is!"
"I really want to give him a hug."
"Stray cat! It's unimaginable! Thanks to Mr. Principal for finding him!"
Several emotional little witches even cried because of this. They wiped their tears with their sleeves, and their gazes at Fish became more gentle.
Harry also gave the little wizard a sympathetic look. Compared with his experience, Harry felt that he was actually lucky. At least he had a place to live and three meals a day to fill his stomach.
Fish, who was looking out through the crack of the door, suddenly felt a chill run down his spine. He turned around suddenly, and saw a group of little wizards looking at him with strange eyes.
"Meow?"
Fish tilted his head and looked puzzled.
As a result, all the little witches screamed again.
Weird human beings.
Fish watched for a while, and found that they were not doing anything other than staring at him, so he didn't bother to pay attention to these people, and began to look around the room.
The little wizards didn't bother him either, just watched Fish walk around the room with unrecognizable steps.
Just when Fish was halfway around, a group of translucent humans with silver light all over their bodies popped out of the wall beside him.
One of them just passed through Fish's body, and he shivered subconsciously from the cold.
"Meow!"
Fish, who thought he was being attacked, didn't even think about it, and instinctively waved back.
Of course it was empty.
"Hey! Disrespectful boy!"
Although he was not harmed, the ghost was still taken aback. He frowned and glanced at Fish and the other little wizards beside him.
"What are you doing here?"
Without waiting for others to speak, he patted himself on the forehead suddenly.
"Oh, by the way, the sorting ceremony, so you are all freshmen this year? Hey! Don't catch me! I'm a ghost! Do ghosts understand?!"
While the ghost was speaking, Fish kept waving his hands, trying to catch the strange human in front of him.
"Meow? Ghost? What's that?"
Fish blinked and asked curiously, but his two little hands were still waving restlessly.
"Merlin's beanie! Don't young wizards even know about ghosts now? Or are you a child of a Muggle family?" The ghost widened its eyes and replied angrily: "The ghost is already dead. people!"
"But you obviously still meow."
While Fish retorted, he continued to pull the ghost in front of him with his hands.
"Yes, I can still move, but it doesn't mean I'm still alive. The obsession of the dead to stay in the world, this is the so-called ghost You stop it!"
It turned out that when this ghost answered Fisher's question, because he talked about his own condition,??It seemed a little depressed, but it turned out that Fish was not listening at all, but was still pushing and pulling himself.
He immediately ignored the depression, and immediately became furious again.
After scratching dozens of times, Fish found that he really couldn't touch the opponent, and would only make his "claws" cool, so he obediently withdrew his hand.
The ghost originally wanted to have a good fight with Fish, but Professor McGonagall came back at this time.
"Move forward now, the sorting ceremony is about to begin! And Fish, don't pester others, come back to me quickly!"
Professor McGonagall stood at the door, calling out to the new students in a high-pitched voice.
Following the return of Professor McGonagall, the ghosts stopped lingering and disappeared through the wall one after another, while Fish ran to Professor McGonagall's side in a hurry.
"Go back and line up with them," Professor McGonagall looked at Fish, pointed to the other little wizards and said, "Then, follow me. After the sorting ceremony is over, you can have dinner."
So Fisch ran back to the front of the little wizards, swaying restlessly, looking forward to the next dinner.
A group of restless young wizards followed Professor McGonagall and Fish, passed through the foyer, and entered a magnificent auditorium.
On the long table at the top of the auditorium, Fish saw several acquaintances.
"Bad old man! Small man! Fat aunt with wooden legs! Here I am!"
Standing on tiptoe, waving his hands, he yelled loudly at Albus Dumbledore, Filius Flitwick, Pomona Sprout, and Silvanos Kettleburn. greet you.
These are all professors who have been to McGonagall's house as guests, and they have been there more than once. Fish has been familiar with them for a long time.
Several professors who were called out responded to him with cheerful waved hands. Fish wanted to run over to chat with them, but Professor McGonagall grabbed his collar and dragged him back.
Fish turned around suspiciously, she still let herself get along with the bad old man and the others when she was at home.
However, when he saw Professor McGonagall's eyes that were about to burst into flames, he immediately returned to the queue without saying a word.
Seeing this scene, the senior students gathered together and began to whisper. The originally quiet auditorium immediately became a little noisy.
"Quiet!"
Professor McGonagall glared at the instigator angrily, then opened his mouth to suppress the conversation of the students.
"You guys, go over there and stand in a row."
When the auditorium became quiet again, Professor McGonagall directed all the first-year students to stand in front of the long table of the professors, lined up facing all the senior students, and then placed a four-legged stool in front of them. And a worn-out pointed wizard hat.
Just when the freshmen were confused, the wizard hat cracked a wide slit, and began to sing: