A strong stench spread from the door and Fish, who had pushed it open, got the worst of it, he was slapped in the face by this stench that was a hundred times more disgusting than the smell on Professor Quirrell's body, which he was not prepared for.
The wooden door that Dumbledore had made was so airtight that Fish hadn't been able to detect anything inside until he had pushed it.
Of course, this was also because Fish retained his human nose, which was still sharp, but not as fine as a cat's in terms of picking up scents and their range.
"Waaa...this is such a horrible thing! Waaa...it stinks so much!"
With tears running down his face, Fish held his nose, stumbled and ran backwards, completely forgetting that he could even use spells, such as the bubble head spell (Caput Bullae).
The corners of Dumbledore's mouth, which was hidden to the side, twitched again. Fish, who had easily passed the previous level, was defeated by the troll's stench.... This was another unexpected development for him.
With a wave of his wand, he bounced the Troll back into the room, and Dumbledore closed the wooden door again.
It didn't matter if Fish didn't make it through the level, it wasn't for him anyway, but he had to be helped to overcome the fatal weakness he had just revealed.
He was his successor, the future headmaster of Hogwarts, and he couldn't afford to have such an obvious weakness.
Dumbledore stroked his long silver beard and mulled it over in his mind.
But there was no need to rush, the focus this year was Harry, after all, it wasn't easy to meet a half-dead Voldemort, and there would be no such opportunity again.
While the old bad guy was thinking, Fish had run all the way to the Devil's Snare, then ran along the wall with his [Spider Walk] ability, and soon emerged from the trapdoor.
"Puke... vomit... vomit..." QДQ
Fish, who had escaped back to the third floor, braced his knees with his hands and crouched down for a while, before wiping the back of his hand on the corner of his lips and standing up.
After giving the trapdoor a good kick and slamming it shut, Fish sniffed bitterly at the scent of the Troll lingering on his body, then reflexively retched.
But by then Fish had calmed down enough to lick himself several times until the stench was gone, and then he folded his arms and bowed his head in remembrance.
He had the impression that, in addition to the disgusting stench, there were other stenches.....
"That's right, it was the smell of the bad old man and the smelly guy, meow! After Halloween, the smell persisted in some parts of the castle and, from time to time, you can smell something similar in the Forbidden Forest.... I think it's called Troll, meow?" ?ω?
Although he had smelled Trolls a few times before, they were all residual smells, nothing compared to the shocking choking smell of a Troll that had been in a room for months.
Fish spat out his tongue in disgust, losing all interest in the space under the trapdoor.
"All this effort for nothing! It's no fun at all, meow!".
Resentfully putting away the music box, Fish waved goodbye to a still confused Fluffy and ran off without looking back.
"Wow?" ×3
Fluffy, who had woken up, looked at Fish, who slammed the door shut, and wondered what was wrong with him.
Anyway, he was used to Fish's strange temperament, and shook his head, then went back to burying himself in the pile of food Fish had brought and devouring it.
After a while, the door of the trap door next to him suddenly opened, and Fluffy stopped eating, looking at him with his six eyes.
He saw nothing, however, and his three nostrils twitched hard, but he couldn't smell anything unfamiliar.
"Snap!"
The hatch door slammed shut again, and then the door to the hallway opened again.
Fluffy looked again, but still couldn't see anything but the door that had opened closing again.
"Wow?" ×3
Even with three heads, Fluffy couldn't understand what was going on today, so....
Let's eat!
The three-headed dog buried himself in his food again, wagging his tail and feasting.
Dumbledore, who had crept out of Fluffy's house, sensed the tracking spell he had placed on Fish and discovered that he had not returned directly to his bedroom, but had run up to the fifth floor.
"Ah...," Dumbledore yawned and carefully identified Fish's location, "That place is.... The prefects' bathroom?"
More than one Prefect and Quidditch team captain had told Fish the password to the prefects' bathroom, and Fish occasionally went in there to swim or bathe or something.
Even though he had gotten the body odor off with a few licks, Fish wanted to take a bath.
He had no desire to lick his own fur until he was clean.
After a serious bath, Fish dried himself with a towel. Having less hair also has the advantage of being easier to wash his body, and is much more convenient.
After the shower, Fish had no intention of wandering any further and went straight to his bedroom.
When he returned to the bedroom, he glanced at the bed next to him and saw that Scarhead had returned and was asleep.
Fish returned to his cat form and crawled under the covers, and was soon asleep.
...
The next morning, after waking up naturally, Fish stretched and slowly climbed out from under the blanket, cleaned himself up a bit, changed into his cat-person form, picked up a packet of sandwiches from the bed, opened it and ate it with a crunch.
By now, breakfast from the Great Dining Hall had been cleared away, and while he could have gone straight to the kitchen and asked Comey and the others for it, Fish didn't feel like moving now and just ate snacks, since he'd gotten so much food yesterday that it was enough for him to eat for a long time.
After filling his stomach with snacks, Fish jumped out of bed and went outside.
"Good morning, Fish!"
In the common room, Harry and Ron were alone, playing magic chess by the fire.
"Good morning, meow~ (●ΦωΦ●)?"
Fish greeted them and approached them.
"Scarhead, what were you doing in the Forbidden Zone last night? I was going to borrow your invisibility cloak, but I don't need it now."
Fish smiled at the memory of the previous night's encounter, and his small face scrunched up in disgust.
"Uh... I was looking for information on someone." Harry replied, rubbing his nose, then looked at Fish suspiciously, "How did you know I'd gone to the Forbidden Zone?"
"I smelled it, meow!" Fish raised his chin smugly, "I even ran into Professor Greasehead and Big Eyes on the fourth floor yesterday, they said someone had moved the books in the Forbidden Zone and asked me if I had, meow, and then I smelled you around..."
"But Fish didn't rat you out!" Fish added earnestly, "Professor Greasehead asked me and I told him I didn't know, meow."
"Thanks, Fish."
Harry said sincerely, he still remembered the incident when the twins were unintentionally betrayed by Fish, and now Fish took the initiative to cover it up, which is already a big improvement.
But Harry also guessed that Snape and Filch probably weren't fooled by Fish, they just weren't going to bother with him.
"By the way, I found a magic mirror last night while hiding from Filch and Snape, and I'm going to take Ron with me to see it tonight, would you be interested, Fish?"
"A mirror?" ?ω?
Fish frowned, not very interested, "What's so interesting about that thing?"
"I saw my deceased family in that mirror." Explained Harry to Fish, remembering that Fish was only Professor McGonagall's adopted son, he assumed by extension that Fish would like to see his own parents as they were, so he said, "Maybe you can see your biological parents in there too, Fish."
"Meow? Birth parents?"
Fish cocked his head to the side, he had never thought about it, but he was intrigued by Harry.
"Okay, meow, but..."