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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 641: Fish Gets Bigger! (Edited)

"Alright, Fish," said the elderly Longbottom woman as she stepped forward and gently stroked Fish's head, her words filled with melancholy. "There's no need to try any further..."

A moment ago, Fish had used healing spells on the Longbottoms, including the [Overflow] spell.

Frank and Alice looked slightly better, behaving like children and making simple babbling sounds. They were slightly better off than Mr. Bode, who believed himself to be a teapot.

But Fish felt somewhat hesitant.

If Fish hadn't been able to heal people he didn't know after doing his best, he wouldn't have been too concerned. However, these two individuals were his friend's parents, and doing his best wasn't enough.

"Let Fish try again, nya!"

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Fish exclaimed aloud.

However, he didn't continue casting healing spells on the Longbottoms because he knew it would be futile. Their condition wasn't trauma, poison, curse, or illness; it was mental damage.

The proof was that after Fish applied the [Stabilizer] spell, they seemed somewhat better, but that was all.

So Fish needed a more effective spell that could target the soul, and such a spell existed in Fish's memory...

"Can you take everyone who Fish couldn't heal to the rooftop?"

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Fish asked, glancing sideways at the director of St. Mungo's.

After a brief silence, the Director agreed to Fish's request.

"Just wait a moment, I'll call someone to take them up." Although he didn't know what Fish intended to do, the Director chose to trust him. He turned to Healer Strout and said, "Miriam, take Miriam and the elderly Longbottom to the fifth-floor tearoom for some food and rest..."

With that, he checked his watch, slapped his forehead in remorse, and sighed, "Oh dear, it's so late. I should have taken them for dinner first."

With each layer and treatment ascending one by one, dinnertime had already passed, and the director of St. Mungo's had been so absorbed in Fish's spells that he had forgotten about it. But Fish himself hadn't offered to eat first...

It was unusual for Fish, the little glutton.

Healer Strout led Fish and the elderly Longbottom to the fifth-floor tearoom, where Harry and the Weasleys awaited Fish's return, while Moody and Tonks had other tasks to attend to and left first.

"Fish, are you done already?" The impatient Weasley twins rushed over.

"Not yet, nya. Fish is here to eat."

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Fish honestly replied, feeling a little disheartened for not being able to heal Neville's parents.

George and Fred misunderstood his dejection as impatience and angrily exclaimed to Healer Strout, "You can't keep Fish for treating your patients! And how dare you let him go hungry!"

Healer Strout didn't argue but smiled bitterly, saying, "I'm sorry, it was an oversight."

At that moment, the Weasleys arrived along with others, and Mrs. Weasley asked Neville's grandmother, "Mrs. Longbottom, have you come to see Frank and Alice?"

Neville's grandmother nodded, explaining, "Fish couldn't cure them, but he wants to try again... along with those he couldn't heal before."

She looked gently at Fish and praised him, "What a good boy, I'm a bit envious of Minerva."

As if thinking of her own disappointing grandson, Neville's grandmother shook her head in helplessness.

While the adults exchanged compliments, Fish, sitting at the tea table, ate and told Ron about Neville's parents.

"Oh my God! I never knew!" Ginny said with tears in her eyes.

"I didn't know either." Ron's voice was hoarse.

The twins didn't say anything, but their expressions were heavy.

The crowd looked at Harry.

"I know," he said sadly. "Dumbledore told me, but I promised not to tell... Bellatrix Lestrange is in Azkaban for that. She used the Cruciatus Curse on Neville's parents and drove them insane."

"Bellatrix... isn't she...?" Fred's expression was one of surprise.

"Yes, she's Sirius' cousin." Harry nodded.

The tea table fell silent for a moment, except for the sound of Fish tearing into his food and the clinking of the knife and fork on the plate.

"Fish will heal them, I'm sure, nya!"

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Fish swallowed his food and said firmly.

Shortly after, people arrived on the fifth floor, patients whom Fish hadn't been able to heal. Most of them, like Agnes, had spells too strong for Fish to lift.

They were the first to go up, as they looked strange but could still move. As they ascended, they greeted Fish.

A second group of patients approached, a bit more serious and needing guidance and assistance from a Healer or a family member to move properly. Naturally, Neville's parents were among them.

The last group consisted of patients like Mr. Bode who were completely immobile and being "transported" by the Healers from St. Mungo's using spells.

"Let's go to the rooftop!"

(ΦωΦ)

When everyone had arrived, Fish dropped his knife and fork, wiped his mouth, stood up from his seat, and headed to the rooftop first.

The patients and Healers followed, as well as Harry and the visitors who had also come to see the sick.

Although Fish hadn't cured their friends and relatives, they had witnessed other patients being instantly healed by the burst of green light. So when they learned that Fish wanted to try again, their hopes were immediately renewed.

The group made their way to the rooftop of the building, which, thanks to the fact that St. Mungo's was nestled within a large abandoned Muggle warehouse, was not a pointed roof like most old English buildings, but rather a flat and expansive rooftop.

Fish stood in the middle of the rooftop, surrounded by patients, Healers, and visitors.

"Feel... the tranquility! Nya~"

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