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Text 177. The Sorting Hat: I¡¯m Too Difficult

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    "Minerva~" w

    Fish, who flew back to Hogwarts, quickly found Professor McGonagall who was busy in the office on the second floor, and quickly rushed to hug her.

    "Huh? Do you dare to come back?!"

    Professor McGonagall pinched Fish's cheek and asked with a half-smile.

    Of course she wasn't really angry with Fish, she just wondered why he ran back after running away for a short time Normally, she would have to wait until lunch time, this little skinny  The cat will slip back.

    "Meow!" ¡Æ(¡ñ¦µ§¥¦µ¡ñ)

    It was only then that little Fish remembered that he had wronged Minerva just now, and was so absorbed in thinking about the comb that he forgot about it.

    There is no way, this situation can only be coquettish.

    So Fish showed a flattering smile, and rubbed his head on Professor McGonagall's body, looking like a good baby.

    "You little clever ghost."

    Wasn't really angry at first, Professor McGonagall smiled and tapped Fish on the forehead twice, and the matter was over.

    "Tell me, what do you want from me?"

    Professor McGonagall, who is familiar with the nature of the little cat, knew that this little guy had something to ask for himself as soon as he saw Fisher's performance just now.

    So Fish replied honestly: "I want to meow the comb. Hagrid's comb is too big for Fish to meow."

    Professor McGonagall was stunned, but she was negligent. The main reason was that she had been treating Fish as an ordinary little boy, and she had relatively ignored the needs of cats.

    Of course, Professor McGonagall has a comb, and she has one in her small handbag. She opened the handbag, took out a small silver comb with a delicate shape, handed it to Fish, and tapped his little head again at the same time.  Twice.

    "You little idiot, what did you learn Transfiguration for?"

    "Meow!" ¡Æ(¡ñ¦µ§¥¦µ¡ñ)

    Only then did Fish realize that he could use Transfiguration to turn into a comb, and he didn't have to send it to his door to be taught by Minerva.

    However, it is useless to dwell on things that have passed.

    The kitten forgot about it very readily, took a small silver comb and began to smooth its tail.

    The comb teeth brushed between the hair and the skin, giving Fish a novel experience completely different from his own fur licking. The tip of his tail even trembled slightly involuntarily because of comfort, and there was a subconscious purr in his throat.  sound.

    Combing only one tail is obviously not enough for Fisch. His body gradually shrunk, and black and white hair gradually covered his exposed skin. After a while, he transformed into a cat-man form about one meter tall.  .

    It was the first time for Professor McGonagall to see Fish in this form. She quickly left the work at hand, ran over and grabbed Fish by the armpit, lifted him up, and looked at the little guy up and down.

    Fish in this state looks like a large tabby cat standing upright, but you can still see some characteristics of Fish in human form, and the cat claws on both hands look slender than ordinary cat claws  And much more flexible, Professor McGonagall's silver comb was being held firmly in Fisher's hands.

    "What's the matter, meow, Minerva?" w

    Fish looked suspiciously at Professor McGonagall who lifted himself up, obediently hanging his limbs, without struggling, although he was not very comfortable being lifted like this.

    "When did you become like this?"

    After being surprised, Professor McGonagall put Fish down, and asked curiously.

    While combing his fur with a small comb, Fish replied casually: "I was able to meow at the beginning, but I became like this first, and I thought it was too short, so I became a cat person again What's the matter meow?  "

    "Well, it's nothing, it's just that I was a little surprised when I saw you like this for the first time."

    Professor McGonagall thought about it, and it didn't seem like a big deal, and Fisher's miraculous performance wasn't bad either.

    So she smiled and praised: "Fish like this is also very cute."

    "Hey hey~"

    Fish shook his head triumphantly, then continued to comb.

    But soon he ran into trouble - it was inconvenient to comb his back.

    After twisting his head and combing his back a few times, Fish gave up and approached Professor McGonagall with a small comb.

    "Minerva~help me brush my back meow~" w

    However, Professor McGonagall, who is busy with work, does not have so much free time. While she lowers her head to sort out the list of new students,He said, "I'm not free now, you can go to Hagrid or someone else to help you, or I'll comb it for you at night."

    "Then Minerva wants Fish to help meow?"

    After thinking for a while, Fish still prefers to be combed by Professor McGonagall, so he put the comb on the desk, then leaned on Professor McGonagall's back, looked over her shoulder at the student list, and asked  .

    "It will be a big help if you give me a little peace of mind during the school-opening banquet."

    "Humph!" (¡¨£à3¡¨)

    Fish puffed his face, very dissatisfied with Professor McGonagall's disgust for him.

    "Fish is doing well now!"

    "Yes, yes, please go and play obediently by yourself. Mom still has work to do."

    "Okay meow! Then I went to play with Albus and Fox."

    Speaking of the opening banquet, Fisher thought of the Sorting Hat. Tonight, he definitely couldn't grab the Sorting Hat and run away like last year, so he had to get close to it in advance.

    Fish in cat form jumped off Professor McGonagall's back, and ran to the third floor bouncing.  ()

    With a meow to get the stone monster at the door out of the way, Fish couldn't wait for the slow spiral staircase, and quickly jumped to the eighth floor by himself, and then pushed open the gleaming oak door.

    "You guys are so meow!" (=¦µw¦µ=)

    Dumbledore was not in his office, but Fish didn't care at all, he greeted the portraits of the headmaster on the wall familiarly.

    And those portraits are pretending to be asleep as always.

    Fish didn't care either, he had long been used to the silence of these grandparents, and after saying hello, he ran to Fox on his own.

    Fox's state looked even worse than before, the feathers on his body were sparse. Seeing Fish, he only lifted his wings a little weakly, and then let out a hoarse cry.

    According to the usual practice, he threw Fox a soothing spell, and Fish stood on tiptoe to stroke its wings twice, but accidentally hooked a feather with his claws.

    Withdrew his claws embarrassingly, Fish stopped disturbing Fox, turned his head and climbed up the shelf where the sorting hat was placed.

    "Merlin's stinky socks! Pull your claws back quickly! I can't bear to be scratched twice by you!"

    The Sorting Hat shouted loudly, it no longer expects Fisch not to torment itself, but at least don't use its claws!  The sharp little claws make the hat scared just looking at it!

    "Meow?"

    Fish looked at his cat's paws, and then put away the paws belatedly. The paws in the cat-human form were different from the cat's, and they ran out accidentally.

    "The Sorting Hat, I came to play with you meow!" (=¦µw¦µ=)

    "Then I really thank you"

    The Sorting Hat replied weakly, and was taken off the shelf by Fisch without any resistance, and placed upside down on the desk.

    And Fish turned back into a cat, got into the Sorting Hat and rolled around

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