Capítulo 345: Chapter 344: Fish's failure (Edited)
A dutiful Fish followed Professor McGonagall, and the obedient kitten took her mother's arm and held the same umbrella with her, joining the others in the stormy weather out of the castle and onto the quidditch pitch.
The players entered, the spectators took their seats, and although it was pouring rain, the quidditch match went off without a hitch.
The rain and wind were so heavy that from a distance it was impossible to hear what was being said, and even when Mrs. Hooch blew the whistle to start the game, it seemed to come from far away.
The weather was so bad that the school did not arrange for Lee Jordan to commentate on the Quidditch, and Professor McGonagall, who had been supervising him, did not have to be at his side, as she usually did.
So, Professor McGonagall led Fish to the front row of the Gryffindor group.
"Hello, Fish."
Dumbledore's voice cut through the wind and rain and rang in Fish's ears. Then...
The water bathed the kitten.
(`ω′′≡`ω′)
The kitten's head spins at high speed, shaking all the rain from its fur.
Professor McGonagall, who had anticipated, had blocked the umbrella from the start, successfully deflecting the cat's long-distance attack.
After shaking the nasty rain out of his hair, Fish shook out his ears, which were somewhat more comfortable, and looked at Dumbledore, who was covered in water.
"Albus, hello nya."
?(●ΦωΦ●)?
The kitten greeted the headmaster as if nothing had happened.
"..."
Dumbledore wiped the water from his face and looked at Professor McGonagall, who was silently holding her umbrella, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly, but maintaining a friendly smile for Fish.
"Why are you interested in watching Quidditch today?"
Of course, Dumbledore knew that Fish had been keeping Harry under close surveillance lately, but he didn't miss the opportunity to "inadvertently" reveal his birthday to Fish.
"Fish doesn't want to watch Quidditch, I'm here to protect Harry nya."
(??ˇωˇ??)
The little cat replied casually, but his eyes were still watching the surroundings intently.
Dumbledore spoke to the cat a couple more times, and finding it distracted and superficial, could only sigh helplessly and give up his intentions for the time being.
In fact, Fish is wary of Black, who he doesn't know if he'll show up, so he was a secondary target. The main thing is that he wants to see where he can interrupt the game later without causing too much trouble....
The fact is that Fish had already explained to Minerva that he was still suspicious of him, so even if he ran out of House points, he wanted to let Professor McGonagall know that it would cost her dearly to accuse him.
But it had been so stormy that even Fish's vision had been affected to some extent. Hearing and smell were even worse, both sounds and smells had been muddied by the rain.
That's why Fish doesn't like the rain!
(〃｀3′〃)
After searching for a long time, he couldn't find a chance, and the kitten, who didn't like the pouring rain, puffed out his cheeks, sat back in his seat and sulked.
It was possible to sneak another Golden Snitch, or even two, like last time, but Professor McGonagall would have found out, and being wrong the first time and making the same mistake were two different concepts....
Fish wasn't that stupid, the cat was smart!
But soon, Fish had a great idea.
Since adding a Golden Snitch wouldn't work, could he secretly hide it? And with such a poor visual effect, it would be much easier to hide his movements.
Unlike Harry and Malfoy, who were wandering like flies in the sky, Fish was able to find the Golden Snitch quickly, even in the middle of the storm,
It wasn't very clear due to the heavy rain, but it was still possible to get a general location....
"Minerva..."
?(●?ω?●)?
Once decided, the kitten tugged on Professor McGonagall's sleeve.
"What is it?"
Professor McGonagall, who was watching the changes in the field, asked without looking back....
Making the kitten even angrier.
Quidditch was a terrible thing, not only was it not fun, but it had made Professor McGonagall not care for the cat.
The kitten's desire for mischief grew stronger.
I'm going to ruin this game!
"Fish needs to go to the bathroom."
"Yes, I know," Professor McGonagall waved her hand impatiently, still looking nervously at Harry and the others in the air, and nonchalantly addressed the cat, "If you're bored, go back to the castle."
(??ˇ?ˇ??)
The cat, which had been ignored for the first time, stared at Professor McGonagall for a while, very, very unhappy, and found that she really wasn't paying attention to him at all, and pursed her mouth.
Then the cat turned away angrily, stamping his feet and growling as he walked out into the field.
Fish had decided that not only the Golden Snitch, but also the other balls he would secretly catch and hide them.
And he had already thought of the method, go to the Forbidden Forest to find Shadow, and then use the animal shrinking spell to shrink him, and he will turn into a small black-footed cat and hide on his back, and then wait for the opportunity in the storm!
Just as the angry kitten was about to leave the stadium and wanted to go to the Forbidden Forest to find Shadow to implement his plan, he suddenly felt a familiar chill hit him.
This time, the chill was much stronger than the one he had felt on the train.
Fish turned his head towards the quidditch pitch and found hundreds of Dementors, their gaping gaping mouths sucking the joy out of everyone on the pitch at the same time.
At this point, the mute button seemed to be pressed throughout the stadium. Although the wind and rain were still raging, Fish couldn't hear any sound. He stood there in a daze and even his thoughts slowed down.
And then, Fish saw the boy he was supposed to protect, Harry Potter, fall from the sky, but he didn't even think to go up to save him, as if a leaf had just fallen from the sky.
It wasn't until a silver and white phoenix flew out of Dumbledore's wand that the sounds around him came back to life, reaching the kitten's ears.
The screams of students were everywhere, interspersed with the shouts of Wood and the others and the angry roar of Dumbledore.
Looking around at the chaos, Fish's almost stagnant mind finally kicked in again, not sure if it was the distance or something else, but he didn't have the same unpleasant memories as last time, but he still felt cold in his hands and feet, and his already bad mood worsened.
Besides, the pranks couldn't take place because of the interruptions from these pesky guys, and with Harry, whom he was trying to protect, now on the ground, not knowing if he was alive or dead, and Professor McGonagall's exclamation in the distance, a huge anger, the source of which was unknown to him, flared up inside Fish.
These Dementors are really...
So annoying!
"Roarrr!!!"
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