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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 735: Gryffindor's Sword (Edited)

"I told you I'm not in charge!" The Sorting Hat shouted furiously at Fish. "Even if you tore me to pieces, I couldn't do it!"

"Hey! Why are you so useless, nya? Fish is starting to dislike you more and more..."

Fish's green eyes showed a hint of disgust.

"Well, then I can't thank you enough!" Although the Sorting Hat didn't have a real mouth, a grinding of teeth could still be heard in its tone.

But why do I still feel so annoyed?

The Sorting Hat wriggled its wrinkled tip, trying to free itself from Fish's grip. Although it knew perfectly well that it wasn't attempting anything...

It wounded my pride!

"Hermione, come and give it a try, nya!"

(ΦωΦ)つ▲

Ignoring the Sorting Hat's struggle, Fish handed it to Hermione.

Hermione apologized to the Sorting Hat in a low voice, then extended her right hand... She was already very curious, and it would be even better if she could draw the Sword of Gryffindor!

Unfortunately, Hermione couldn't do it, and with an empty right hand, she returned the Sorting Hat to Fish with a hint of disappointment.

"Albus, are you lying to Fish again? There's no sword in the Sorting Hat! Show Fish the Sword of Gryffindor!"

Frustrated by her unsuccessful attempt to threaten the Sorting Hat and Hermione's failure to draw the sword, Fish once again became suspicious of the headmaster with a criminal record.

He threw the Sorting Hat onto the table and redirected his threat with a snort, "Fish will bite you! And I'll rip off your beard."

"Alright, alright," Dumbledore said, raising his hands in surrender for the sake of his hands and beard. "I'll show you."

At the same time, he reassured Hermione, who was still feeling dejected. "You don't have to be discouraged, Hermione. Didn't Fish and I also fail to draw the Sword of Gryffindor from the Sorting Hat?"

In fact, there was something else Dumbledore hadn't told Fish and Hermione, and it was that only "those who truly possess the qualities that characterize Gryffindor" would be able to draw the Sword of Gryffindor from the Sorting Hat "when the need arises."

He had asked Fish to try earlier, mainly because Fish had been in such situations so many times that he thought this time wouldn't be any different.

The other thing was that the placement of "in time of need" was actually quite ambiguous, as Dumbledore himself had been able to adjust his thoughts to make the enchantment on the Sorting Hat believe it was "in time of need."

Of course, this was something Dumbledore could never reveal now, or else his beard would fall off...

Dumbledore timidly stroked his beard and added, "Even if you can't draw the sword from the Sorting Hat, it doesn't make you a bad Gryffindor. Otherwise, the Sorting Hat wouldn't have assigned you to this house."

"That's right! Gryffindor isn't all that great. Fish is suitable for all houses! And Albus was probably lying; there's no way to draw a sword from the Sorting Hat!"

Fish said, crossing his arms.

"I'm not deceiving you in this matter," Dumbledore defended himself. "It's possible for someone with Gryffindor qualities to draw the Sword of Gryffindor from the Sorting Hat. If you don't believe me, when you become the headmaster of Hogwarts, you can have all the Gryffindors in the school try it."

Dumbledore never missed an opportunity to persuade Fish.

However, Fish didn't listen. He already had a way to make money anyway, and he didn't want to be the Headmaster.

"I'll be fine, Professor," Hermione said with a smile as she recovered.

Although she was a little disappointed right after dinner, she was mentally prepared for it...

She had been prepared for the fact that at the Sorting Ceremony, the Prefect had said she had the traits of Ravenclaw, but she had chosen Gryffindor because she thought Fish was Professor McGonagall's son and most likely a Gryffindor too.

With that in mind, she looked at Fish by her side and said, "But if Minerva finds out that neither Fish nor I could unsheathe the sword, she'll probably be disappointed."

"Nya!"

∑(ΦДΦ)

Fish exclaimed, quickly shifting his attention to Dumbledore.

"Don't worry, I'll keep your secret," Dumbledore reassured Fish, before turning to the wall where the portraits of the Heads of Houses hung.

He removed one of the portraits of a Gryffindor Headmaster and took out from it an old, long and narrow wooden box, simple in shape with no decorations or carvings, and a simple metal clasp in the form of a hook to keep it securely closed.

However, Dumbledore didn't immediately open the clasp. Instead, he took out his wand and tapped it against the wooden box. The clasp of the hook slightly popped and turned to the side, followed by the lid of the box jumping open to reveal the red velvet lining and the sword lying silently on top.

The sword gleamed with a bright silver color and bore the name of Godric Gryffindor.

Normal silver couldn't shine like that, but the sword of Gryffindor was crafted by goblins with their silver, which is not only brighter than normal silver but also repels dust and never needs cleaning. This is why ancient pure-blood wizards have always had goblin silver as a symbol of their status and wealth.

In addition to being entirely made of goblin silver, the hilt of the sword is adorned with a large egg-sized ruby, and the hilt itself is intricately and beautifully carved, making its preciousness evident.

Sure, here's the translation:

Of course, Fish wasn't included.

"Doesn't it look anything special?"

?ω?

Fish grabbed the sword and looked at it, murmuring a comment under his breath.

The sword looked nice, but it didn't have much to offer compared to those swords on TV; it just seemed shinier at best.

Thinking about it, Fish suddenly turned his right hand into a soft, furry pink paw, from which emerged a sharp, curved claw in the shape of a hook that he placed on the blade with a firm slash.

A distinct scraping sound came from Gryffindor's sword, and at the same time, a small section of Fish's nail fell off the blade.

Fish took a moment to examine the broken nail closely and found that the cut was quite clean.

"Well, it's pretty sharp nya..."

?ω?

Fish blinked for a moment and said.

Although Fish hadn't used any spells to strengthen his claws, his claws were no match for a regular sword, and some of the lower-quality swords would have been broken by his claws, so it was quite an accomplishment that Gryffindor's sword was able to cut through his own claws with such a smooth cut.

But that's it....

After testing the sharpness of Gryffindor's sword, Fish quickly lost interest in it.

"Here, take it."

(ΦωΦ)つ━━━══════

Fish casually handed the sword back to Dumbledore, then turned to him and asked for another memory.

"And the memory of your fight with Grindelwald? Fish wants to see it. Preferably the one where you put him in Nurmengard!"

(?ω?)

Fish had always regretted not being able to see the last fight between Dumbledore and Grindelwald, but now that he had the opportunity for Dumbledore to share his memories again, he had to choose a complete fight to watch!