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Text 065 When Did Mom Lie to You

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    "Minerva~"?¡ñw¡ñ?

    Early the next morning, Fisher rarely showed up in the auditorium. Instead, he slipped into Professor McGonagall's office, threw himself on her and began to act like a spoiled child.

    "no."

    Professor McGonagall touched Fish's head, and refused before he could speak.

    "Meow! I haven't said anything yet!" ¡Æ(¡ñ¦µ§¥¦µ¡ñ)

    Fish raised his head and protested unconvinced.

    Reaching out and pinching Fish's little face, Professor McGonagall happily explained: "Ms. Hooch has already told me that you stole the golden snitch from Wood and the others, right?"

    "There is no meow" (¡ñ?w?¡ñ)

    Fisch looked away guiltily, and the next second, he became confident again.

    "I picked it up! And I returned it!"? (¡ñ¦µ§¥¦µ¡ñ)?

    "Really? That Fish is really a good boy."

    Professor McGonagall did not expose Fisher's lie, but praised him along with his words, and scratched his chin.

    "Hey hey"

    Fish narrowed his eyes happily, and rubbed his head against Professor McGonagall's hand.

    "Wait meow! I'm here to ask Minerva to buy me a new Snitch!"

    After enjoying it for a while, Fisher finally came to his senses.

    "That's not okay," Professor McGonagall continued to refuse: "That gadget is more expensive than a broomstick."

    "Meow?"

    Fish tilted his head, obviously not having the exact idea of ??the price.

    Professor McGonagall also noticed this, she thought about it, and made another analogy¡ª¡ª

    "If you switch to snacks, it will probably last you for about three years."

    "Meow!" (¡Ñ¡÷¡Ñ)

    "But" Professor McGonagall changed the subject, "You should just want a toy that can fly around, right? It doesn't have to be a golden snitch."

    "Hmmmmmmmmmmm!"

    Fish nodded vigorously.

    "That's easy," Professor McGonagall touched Fish's head with a smile, and asked, "Did Fish forget what course I teach?"

    "Meow?"???

    Fish stared at the ceiling and thought for a while, then nodded his head heavily, "Hmm! Forgot meow!"

    Professor McGonagall: ""

    "It's Transfiguration class, you little bastard!" Professor McGonagall pressed Fish's head angrily and rubbed wildly, "Think about how I caught you when I was mischievous before.  of!"

    "Meow woo woo woo woo!"?(¡ñ>w<¡ñ)?

    Struggling to get out of Professor McGonagall's "claws", Fish covered his head, puffed up his cheeks and replied angrily: "Of course I remember meow! Every time Minerva can't fight, she always asks for a helper, that's the worst way!  "

    "I used Transfiguration to conjure those!" Professor McGonagall pulled out his wand dumbfoundedly, and asked while turning a Quidditch-themed bauble on his desk into a little tabby cat like Fish  : "Didn't you learn it before? And you can use it pretty well."

    "Meow!"?w?

    Fish moved closer to his head and took a closer look at the tabby cat that looked very similar to himself on the table, then twitched his nose and sniffed, and after thinking for a while with his head tilted, he frowned and said, "No wonder Minerva you  The helpers I found before didn't have any smell on them, and they didn't smell like normal animals at all."

    "Because they are not real animals in the first place, even if some means are used to permanently fix the transformed animal form, they will not have various physiological needs like real animals"

    Professor McGonagall waved his wand again, and the little tabby cat on the table turned into a palm-sized cake, with a cute cream decoration pattern on it¡ªa cartoon little tabby cat.

    "Similarly, the food created by the Transfiguration cannot fill you up."

    Fish, who was sticking out his tongue to lick the cake, paused, but still licked a layer of cream off in disbelief.

    "Bah bah bah! It doesn't smell at all!"

    "Didn't I say it all?" Professor McGonagall rubbed Fish's head with a smile, "There's a lot of knowledge about Transfiguration."

    "Meow?" Fish, who had already grabbed the cake on the table into a mosaic, raised his confused little face, "What are you talking about, Minerva?"

    Professor McGonagall: ""

    Can't be angry, can't be angry.

    Suppressing the sudden thought of beating up this little fur cat, Professor McGonagall waved his wand again, and the horrible cake on the table returned to its previous decoration just  in the form of fragments.

    Then she used a "restore to original" to restore the ornament, and this ornament was like before, riding a broomstick and doing a few rounds of flying movements there.

    Clapping his hands to draw Fisher's attention away from the ornaments, Professor McGonagall adjusted the square glasses on the bridge of his nose.

    "Back to the previous topic"

    "What's the topic?"

    "The topic of Transfiguration! Shut up and listen to me!"

    "Good meow." (¡ñ¦µÆH¦µ¡ñ)

    "Hmmdid I just say that? Oh yes, transfiguration" Professor McGonagall, who was a little confused by Fisher's anger, rubbed his forehead, collected his thoughts and said again: "If you  If you have mastered the Transfiguration technique, then whether it is a golden snitch or something else, you can transform it by yourself."

    Professor McGonagall kept waving his wand, demonstrating to Fish.

    Under her control, the poor ornament turned into a snitch for a while, a mouse for a while, a broomstick for a while, and finally turned back into an ornament and fell back on the table.

    "Ooooh!" (¡ñ?¡÷?¡ñ)

    Fish looked at the ever-changing ornaments with bright eyes, and excitedly grabbed Professor McGonagall's sleeve.

    "I want to learn Meow! Minerva! I want to learn this!"

    Of course, Transfiguration can't transform golden snitches or flying broomsticks. If so, the manufacturers who produced these things would have gone bankrupt long ago.

    Ordinary transfiguration cannot conjure magical creatures and magic items, but a transfiguration master like Professor McGonagall can conjure up a shape without any problem. With the help of magic spells such as the levitation spell, it is easy to be fooled.  It's still very easy to take a look at Fish.

    The most important thing now is to use this opportunity to guide Fisch to learn actively.

    "Then you have to pay attention to the lectures in class, and you'd better be able to do your homework." Professor McGonagall patted Fish on the head, trying to see, "You know, transfiguration is a big science.  "

    "Meow"?w?

    Fish immediately showed embarrassment, but thinking that he could conjure up interesting toys at will in the future, and summon a bunch of fake animals to help fight like Minerva, he still nodded his head firmly.

    "I will work hard, meow!"

    Professor McGonagall also guessed that Efish's patience might not last for a few days, and this little clever ghost would probably find that she was fooled after trying for a while, but now she can lie for a few days?  A few days, and then think of other ways.

    As for waiting for Fish to react in the future At worst, I can use the transfiguration technique to turn into a bird or a mouse for him to play with, or let Fish play with broomsticks to a limited extent.

    In the past, Professor McGonagall did not let Fish turn into small animals to play with, mainly to get rid of his hunting habits when he was a wild cat. Now Fish has not only become friends with the owls, but also Ron¡¯s pet mouse in the dormitory, and  Neville's toad pets were still alive and well, so Professor McGonagall wasn't too worried about that.

    In order to maximize the benefits, Professor McGonagall began to push forward, "It's not just my class, you also need to study other classes seriously. Advanced transfiguration also needs other magical assistance."

    "You didn't lie to me, meow?" (?w?)

    Fish cast a questioning look at Professor McGonagall.

    "Of course, when did mom lie to you?"

    "You lied to me when I was learning words, when I was putting on clothes, when I was using a fork"

    Fish began to count on his fingers.

    "Ahem! How can it be considered cheating? Did I reward you later?"

    Professor McGonagall hastily interrupted Fisher's recollection.

    "Is Meow?"

    Fish hesitated for a moment, but still nodded, although he always felt that something was wrong.

    But at this moment, Professor McGonagall interrupted his train of thought again. She stroked Fish's little head and said with a smile: "So you see, Mom has never lied to Little Fish~"

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