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Text 183. The new semester starts with a vigorous breakfast

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    The next day, Fisher was woken up by Simo and others after a long absence.

    The little cat poked its head out of the bed, looked around in a daze, and realized that the place where he slept was no longer at home. Then he remembered that the new semester had begun.

    "Meow"

    With a weak cry, Fish reluctantly got out of the quilt and yawned big.

    "Huh? Why is there a comb next to your pillow, Fish?"

    The sharp-eyed Dean saw a silver light flashing across Fish's bed, and asked curiously.

    "Meow!" (=¦µw¦µ=)

    Mentioning this little comb, Fish immediately perked up. He turned his head to the little silver comb lying beside him, and let out a "meow".

    I saw that the comb trembled slightly, and suddenly flew up from the bed, drew a beautiful arc, circled around Fish twice, then landed on Fish, and began to comb his hair automatically.

    After Fisher got into a fight with the comb last night, he kinda hated it.

    It's just that it was taken by Professor McGonagall soon, and several spells were cast on it, allowing Fish to easily manipulate the comb to comb his own hair.

    It took a lot of work from Professor McGonagall. The other functions are good. The automatic hair comb is not a novelty. The main difficulty lies in making the comb recognize Fish's meow.  The ability, and finally successfully resolved.

    So after trying to use it for a while, Fish began to like it again.

    "Meow~"

    After finishing combing enough, Fish called out to it again, and the comb obediently fell behind the pillow.

    However, Fish was not in a hurry to transform into a human form. Instead, he licked his paws and rubbed his face for a while before jumping off the bed.

    Combing with a comb and licking to wash your face are two different enjoyments. Fei Xuren will not give up licking just because he has a comb.

    "This is the meow that Minerva specially made for Fish!" <(¡ñ¦µw¦µ¡ñ)

    Fish put one hand on his hips and held up a small silver comb in the other to show off to the roommates.

    "This is awesome!"

    Harry and the others didn't have much thought about the comb, but they still praised it and made Fish happy.

    Only then did Fish put away the comb contentedly, and walked towards the auditorium with them.

    ? On the first day of formal classes, the breakfast at Hogwarts was no different from the past. Oatmeal, pickled herring, slices of bread, eggs and bacon filled the long tables of the four colleges to the brim.

    However, when Fish sat down, a stack of round and white things suddenly appeared in front of him.

    "What's this?"

    Hermione, who was spreading butter on the slices of bread for Fish, was slightly taken aback. She was lucky, and got the right to prepare food for Fish on the first day of school.

    but now¡­¡­

    It seems that she is no longer needed?

    "This is meat bun meow!"

    Fish directly reached out and picked up a steamed bun, ahhh, he took a bite. Apart from sweet and sour pork ribs, his favorite is meat buns¡ªbecause there is no need for tableware.

    After only three mouthfuls, Fish swallowed the first bun, then he looked at Hermione who was holding a piece of bread in a daze, shook his ears and said, "From now on, you don't have to prepare food for Fish  Meow, I can handle it myself."

    When the girls around heard this, they immediately felt ashamed.

    And Fish seemed to have sensed the disappointment of Hermione and the others. After tilting his head and thinking for a while, he picked up a bun from the plate and handed it to Hermione.

    "As a thank you for your help last year, I will distribute food to you this year. How about it?"

    The eyes of the little witches who were downcast at first were fixed on Fish and the plate of buns in front of him.

    Fish hurriedly protected his meat buns with both hands, and said anxiously: "Only one person can meow at a time! If there are too many Fishes, there won't be enough to eat!"

    So the group of little witches turned their attention to Hermione again, and she was so frightened that she stuffed the bun in her hand into her mouth without even thinking about it.

    "Um?"

    Hermione, who took a bite of the meat bun, was slightly taken aback. This weird food tasted quite good, and it was the food that Fish handed over, so she soon continued to eat it with relish.

    At this time, Fish put his head in front of Hermione, staring at her chewing mouth without blinking, but his cute little face looked very serious at this moment.

    "What, what's the matter, Fish?"Hermione's face immediately turned red, she leaned back shyly, but soon resumed the sitting position just now, her mind was in a mess.

    Why did Fish keep staring at my lips?  Is he going to kiss me?

    All kinds of pink scenes kept popping up in the little girl's head, making her face burn even more.

    "Hermione" Fish said to her very seriously, "Your rat teeth are gone, meow."

    ""

    Hermione, who was daydreaming, suddenly felt a little heartbroken, while the girls who were watching, who had thoughts about Fish, all heaved a sigh of relief.

    "Yeah," Hermione replied with a dry smile, "my father is a dentist. During the summer vacation, I asked him to help me straighten my teeth. Of course, I also used a little magic to help me, otherwise I wouldn't have done so."  Fast."

    During the summer vacation, she rejected Ron's invitation. Apart from writing summer homework, she also had a reason for her teeth.

    It's just that I didn't expect that Fish would go there later, and he stopped calling people by nicknames at the beginning of this semester

    After thinking about it for a while, Hermione felt that she was at a big loss.

    Then he heard Fish shaking his head and sighing: "Without Rattooth, Hermione doesn't look so interesting, meow."

    Hermione: ""

    In short, I regret it.

    Just as Hermione was feeling depressed, hundreds of owls flew in from the outside with a flurry of noises. They hovered over the auditorium with packages and letters in their mouths or grabbed them, throwing things into the hall.  in front of the target person.

    For a while, there were crackling sounds and exclamations on the dining table one after another.

    Fish happily raised his head and greeted the owls.

    "Good morning meow!" (¡ñ¦µw¦µ¡ñ)

    "Cuckoo"

    The owls responded in one voice, and then flew out of the auditorium one after another

    Except for Errol of the Weasleys.

    It fell straight onto Harry's bread plate, splashing butter all over the faces of Harry, Ron and Neville beside him.

    "Oh, no¡ª" Ron cried out.

    "Don't worry, Ron, it's still alive."

    Harry lifted Errol out of the plate, took off the red envelope from its mouth, and handed it to Ron beside him.

    But Ron looked like he had seen a ghost, staring in horror at the red envelope in Harry's hand, and Neville on the other side had a similar expression.

    "Harry, let go!" Neville urged urgently, "That's a Howler letter!"

    At the same time, he said to Ron, "You'd better open it quickly, it would be worse if you didn't open it." Neville showed up and said, "My grandma sent it to me once, but I ignored it, and it turned out" He gasped  Cool air, "That's terrible."

    Harry let go of the red envelope in his hand, not because he was frightened by what Neville said, he had no idea about the Howler letter yet.

    The point is The four corners of the letter started to smoke, and it looked like it was going to burn or explode.

    Ron stretched out his trembling hand, then picked up the smoking red envelope on the table, and tore it open.

    Then, the letter really "exploded".

    Mrs. Weasley's loud roar shook the entire Great Hall, and even the spoons and plates on the table vibrated slightly, making a rattling sound.

    When the sound broke out, Fisch, who had excellent hearing and was unprepared, uttered a scream, and slid under the table with his head in his arms.

    "Meow¡ª! Fish's ears!!!" (q§¥q¡ñ)

    The long table in Gryffindor suddenly became chaotic, and the little witches next to it hurriedly set up Fish who had slipped under the table.

    However, before they could express their concern to Fish, Fish covered the cat ears on top of his head with both hands, and quickly fled out of the auditorium.

    "Help Meow! Fish is going deaf!" (q§¥q¡ñ)

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