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- After confirming that Fish would obediently go to his office to do his homework at night, Professor McGonagall nodded to the cubs who watched the whole process, and left the Gryffindor common room. The three of Harry bumped into each other.
The three of Harry tensed up subconsciously, and after greeting Professor McGonagall stiffly, they hurried into the dormitory.
As a little fan of Professor McGonagall, as soon as Hermione returned to the dormitory, she caught a senior who was also in the study group and asked why Professor McGonagall came here.
After realizing what she had missed, Hermione Granger couldn't help but sigh.
But she has no regrets, because she helped Harry and the others discover "Snape's conspiracy", as well as the secret between a person named Nicole Flamel and the trapdoor.
Since Hermione was assigned to Gryffindor, she naturally does not lack the spirit of adventure, and fighting against the professor is also a very novel experience for a girl who has been a good student since she was a child.
After separating from her senior, Hermione first stayed in the lounge for a while watching the cat Fish rolling on the table boredly, and then reluctantly went to the library.
After borrowing a copy of "Great Wizards of the Twentieth Century" from Mrs. Pince, Hermione rushed back with the book in her arms, sat down in the lounge where she could see Fish, and began to slowly Searching for words about Nicole Flamel.
In the vast books, it is also a kind of enjoyment for Hermione, a person who likes to learn, to carefully search for the life of a mysterious person whom he does not know.
"Hermione, what are you looking at?"
Because of the life-saving grace on the court today, Harry and Ron got closer to this well-known Gryffindor freshman bully, and saw Hermione flipping through a heavy book that didn't look like a textbook, The two leaned over curiously.
"Great Wizards of the Twentieth Century," Hermione showed the title of the book to the two with an unbelievable look, "Aren't we looking for Nicole Flamel? If you only read "History of Magic", yes Impossible to find!"
Glancing casually at the names of the books in Harry and Ron's hands, Hermione raised her chin proudly, "I've read all of "A History of Magic" before school started, and I'm sure there's no one named Nicole in it." Flamel's character."
"Is is it? Then you are really amazing"
Harry and Ron replied dryly, with embarrassed and tangled expressions on their faces. They looked at the "History of Magic" textbook in their hands, and couldn't tell for a while that they actually just wanted to come to the lounge to catch up. Homework is the word.
"Thatdon't you have to do your homework?"
Ron murmured for a while, intending to change the subject, so he asked a question that he would regret later.
"Homework?" Hermione frowned, "Shouldn't that be done before the Quidditch match?"
A complex expression appeared on Ron's face for a moment, and he finally figured out what was the inexplicable familiarity when he faced Hermione - this was the same as his most hated brother Percy. The aura of a school bully!
On the other side, Harry's expression was not very calm. Obviously, he couldn't understand Hermione's so-called "common sense", so after a few laughs, Harry found an excuse to drag Ron along with him.
Seeing the distressed figures of the two running away, Hermione patted her forehead belatedly. They were different from those in the study group, and they always put off their homework until the end.
Shaking her head and sighing, Hermione buried her head in the book again, and looked up at the cat Fish by the fireplace from time to time. As long as there are books and cats, she won't get tired of sitting here for a day.
But it was a pity that at nine o'clock in the evening, Fish had to go to Professor McGonagall for confinement. Without his company, Hermione was a little bit unmotivated when reading.
And she is not alone in this situation. When Fish left the common room unsteadily, most of the little wizards who had gathered here dispersed in a short while, and the rest no longer suppressed their voices, shouting Drinking and playing the game on the big turntable.
Hermione shook her head helplessly, put away the "Great Wizards of the Twentieth World" in her hand, and planned to take it back to her dormitory to read
Fish reluctantly came to the door of Professor McGonagall's office. He stood up, pushed the door open a gap, and then slipped in quietly.
At this moment, Professor McGonagall was sitting at his desk, lowering his head and writing something on a piece of parchment. Fish didnӮtHe didn't make a sound, but quietly touched Professor McGonagall's feet, and then jumped lightly onto her lap.
"Meow~"?(=¦µw¦µ=)?
Fish put his two front paws near Professor McGonagall's collar, stretched his neck and rubbed his little furry head against her face.
"You little guy you scared me."
Putting down the quill in his hand, Professor McGonagall tapped Fish's little head lightly, and then said with a smile: "No matter how coquettish you are, you still have to do your homework."
"Meow!" (=`¦ä”ä=)
Fish, whose plan failed, immediately withdrew his head, jumped from Professor McGonagall's lap onto the table, and then jumped directly onto the chair opposite her table, turning into a cat-man form.
"I don't remember any homework, meow!"
Fish sat on the chair, dangling his legs, folded his arms around his chest, and spoke the truth very confidently.
"It's okay," Professor McGonagall smiled, and straightened the glasses on the bridge of his nose. "I've already asked other students in your class, and I even prepared the books for you."
"Meow!" ”Ę(”ń¦µ§„¦µ”ń)
Facing the exhaustive Professor McGonagall, the simple-minded kitty was no match at all. Although he made several excuses, he was also blocked by Professor McGonagall.
In the end, Fisher, who had resigned himself to his fate, could only groan and throw himself on Professor McGonagall's desk, and reluctantly picked up the homework questions that Minerva had prepared for him to read.
"Who is Merlin? Why do I want to write a paper about him? I don't even know him!"
Fish looked at the homework topic of History of Magic, and almost twisted his eyebrows into twists.
"Merlin is a very powerful wizard, and there are many stories about him, so it is not difficult to complete this thesis"
Professor McGonagall moved the chair to Fish's side and patiently helped him with his homework.
It's a pity that the little cat Fish didn't take it. He stretched out his arms, lay down on the table, and rolled his face on the blank parchment, "Minerva knows him so well, then you Come and help me write it, meow"
"No, obediently pick up the quill and write by yourself."
Professor McGonagall was not angry either, and still guided Fisch patiently, letting him write his own homework.
Under the patient guidance of Professor McGonagall, no matter how reluctant he was, Fish finished all the homework with his very characteristic cat crawling word.
Although there are some deviations in the content of the completion, and there are many problems in the choice of words and sentences, but because of Professor McGonagall's guidance, it is much better than the previous messy graffiti assignments that others can't understand at all
At least those professors could see what Fisch wanted to express
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