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Master Druid in Hogwarts.

This is the story of a kitten that acquired druid spells from another world and the wizards mistook it for an animagus. If you want to support me and give me some motivation to continue translating this novel, you can do it through Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/inferno303 *I don't own the copyright of such fanfic nor the contents of the novel nor the Harry Potter book.

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Chapter 165: Fish's Nose is Good (Edited)

"Hahahaha, so you're Fish!"

At dinnertime, at the Weasley family table, Mr. Arthur Weasley, also a redhead, but with a dangerously small amount of hair, was laughing.

After the chickens escaped, he and some of the children struggled to retrieve them, which made Arthur, who had been so busy recently, somewhat unhappy.

He intended to give Fish a good talking to when he found him.

But when Fish appeared in front of him with his cat ears drooping and his eyes looking at him pityingly, Arthur decided to let the matter drop.

It was normal for children to be naughty, and he was his guest, so he wasn't too hard on him.

Arthur Weasley was quick to make his own excuses and in turn comforted Fish, who looked guilty.

"It's all right, we got the chickens back, we haven't lost anything."

"Uncle Arthur, you're a good man nya!" (●ΦωΦ●).

Fish's ears pricked up immediately, and he praised Mr. Weasley.

"Hahaha, I'm not that cheap!"

Mr. Weasley, who was praised by Fish, laughed very happily.

The Weasleys looked at each other and shrugged helplessly, as anyone seeing Fish for the first time would have no problem with the little man, and only those who, like them, had spent a lot of time with him at school, would be able to treat him more normally.

Well, the premise is that he's a boy.

As everyone laughed and joked, Mrs. Weasley and Elf Comey brought out the day's dinner.

"What are these dishes? It looks so strange."

Ron stared wide-eyed at the strange food being served, Chinese food was rare even in the Muggle world, in England, let alone the more enclosed magical world.

"This is Chinese food nya!" Fish proudly introduced, "It's a recipe I asked Sister September for, it tastes great nya!"

When it comes to food, Fish is definitely very influential, so Ron and the others grabbed their knives and forks without thinking and approached the food on the plate.

The Weasleys were not disappointed by the Fish-approved Chinese food, and aside from a few spicy dishes that were not to their liking, they almost swallowed their tongues along with the rest of the dishes.

Mrs. Weasley's secret sausages, which had been a big hit with the children, were abandoned, but Molly was not sad, as she was busy asking Comey how to make these dishes.

Although they had been preparing dinner together in the kitchen, they had been going about their business, and she had not expected her proud culinary skills to be overwhelmed by these strange dishes.

However, Mrs. Weasley could only sigh helplessly after learning of the ingredients needed for these dishes. No wonder Minerva kept saying she would pay for the food. If Fish had to eat these things for every meal, her family would go bankrupt.

"It's a pity Harry didn't respond to my letters, otherwise he could have tasted this delicious food."

Ron sighed regretfully as he slumped back in his chair, patting his bulging belly.

"Scar Head...no, what's wrong with Harry nya?". ?ω?

Fish, who was licking his paws and rubbing his face in his cat form, heard Ron's sigh and curiously switched to his human form to ask about Harry's situation.

Ron was about to answer when Fred interjected, "I told you it was weird! You don't call us by our nicknames anymore, do you, Fish?"

"Minerva says it's not polite to call people by their nicknames all the time, so I'll try to change it nya."

Fish wagged his tail sheepishly, having been tricked by Minerva, there was no point in going into details.

"Weren't we talking about Scarhead nya?" He quickly changed the subject, "No, it's Harry."

Others didn't notice Fish's careful thoughts and started talking.

"Besides you, I invited Hermione and Harry to the Burrow, only Hermione said she had other things to do over the vacations and didn't come, and Harry didn't answer me."

"Maybe it's because Errol is too old and mean Percy doesn't want to lend his Hermes" George took every opportunity to pull the wool over Percy's eyes, and after "Prefect Percy", he came up with a new nickname for him, "Stingy Percy".

"I told you, I'm using Hermes!" Percy's cheeks grew red with anger as he argued, "It's not like you don't know he's not back yet!"

"Fred, didn't I tell you to stop talking about it?" As before, Mrs. Weasley stepped in to put an end to the sibling argument.

"Mum, he's George, I'm Fred..."

An innocent Fred said helplessly, "We just changed clothes."

"Oh, sorry, dear."

Mrs. Weasley smiled at Fred sheepishly, "You two look so much alike, I dare say whoever it is will confuse the two of you."

"Unfortunately, Mom," Fred shrugged and said, "Fish could easily recognize the two of us and never mistake us."

Ron and Percy nodded vigorously to the side, confirming his statement.

"Fish is awesome nya!"

Though he was a bit confused as to what was so difficult, the kitten folded his arms and lifted his chin, ears on his head twitching proudly and occasionally.

"How can you tell them apart?"

After Mrs. Weasley was surprised, she immediately asked Fish.

Mrs. Weasley was ashamed of being a mother and not being able to tell her twin sons apart, so when she heard that someone could tell George and Fred apart, she became desperate to know the secret.

Mr. Weasley and Ginny on the side pricked up their ears in silence, and also wanted to know.

And Ron and the others, who had already asked Fish, looked at each other and smiled; Fish's methods were not something just anyone could learn.

"Smell, of course!" Fish wrinkled his nose, "Fish has a great sense of smell! Not as good as Shadow and Fluffy, though."

"Don't even think about it, Mom, Fish's five senses are on the level of a cat."

Seeing the confused faces of their parents and sister, the pleased George and Fred burst out laughing.

And after a few moments of laughing along with them, Ron changed the subject.

"Let's talk about Harry, Percy, you must lend me Hermes, Harry's birthday is coming up and I want to invite him to help him celebrate his next birthday."

Said Ron earnestly, ""Word is that Harry's uncle's family is not very good to him. Last Christmas, they only sent Harry one Muggle coin, worth less than two Sickle."

"All right... but I'll only lend it to you once."

Percy's eyes flicked back and forth between his parents and Fish for a moment before reluctantly agreeing.

"A birthday?" at Ron's mention of birthdays, Fish suddenly remembered, "I don't think Scar.... Harry didn't send me a present for Fish's birthday! He didn't even send a letter, did something happen to him?"

It wasn't that Fish was greedy about Harry's gift, but he was under the impression that he had never seen Hedwig this summer, he didn't mind it much at first, but thinking about it now seemed a bit wrong.

"Well, then, it's not Errol's problem, so there's no need for Hermes, is there?"

When Fish said that, Percy's first thought was not to worry about Harry, but to recoil.

"Hey, you just said yes!".

Ron glared at his brother he hated the most, who wasn't worrying about Harry, but thinking about his owl, it was outrageous!

Although he didn't think Harry was in any particular danger in the Muggle world, Percy's attitude was troubling.

Even Mrs. Weasley and Mr. Weasley were giving him disapproving looks.

"I didn't think it was necessary..."

Percy muttered a defense, then quickly shut up in embarrassment.

"Let's try to get Hermes to deliver the letter first," Mr. Weasley finally said, "Harry is at his aunt's house, he's unlikely to be in danger, he'll probably be delayed by something else.

Although the Ministry of Magic does not allow students to use magic at will during the vacations, if there is any danger, Harry's wand is not a decoration, and the Ministry of Magic also has relevant emergency regulations.

The fact that Mr. Weasley, who worked at the Ministry of Magic, had seen no sign of Harry using magic so far meant that there was no problem, and that there was a Mrs. Figg watching Harry two blocks away from the Dursleys.

Of course, Mr. Weasley didn't need to tell the children any of this.

At that moment, an owl flew from the window and landed in front of Percy.

Percy quickly pulled the envelope out of his paws and stuffed it into his pocket.

"It's okay, Hermes is back, you can use it to deliver Harry's letter whenever you want," he said to Ron in some panic, "But you'd better let it rest for a while."

At that moment, Fish curiously walked over, patted Hermes' head and greeted him, "Hi nya, my name is Fish."(●ΦωΦ●)

"Coo-coo." (v).

Hermes flapped his wings in response and opened his mouth, nibbling lightly on Fish's finger.

Then Fish sniffled and muttered suspiciously, "That's weird nya, why do you have the curly-haired smell... sister Penelope's smell?"

Percy, who had been hiding the issue all summer: "..."

The rest of the Weasley family: "!!!"