Chapter 366 Retractable Ears

Soon, the five telescopic ears crept along the wall and sneakily reached the corner where Fish was.

Naturally, such a movement could not be hidden from Fei Xu, who had keen senses, and just like the twins said, Fei Xu had already heard what they said.

In addition, the twins had invented the retractable ears, which are said to be inspired by their own hearing, more than ten days ago, and the top-selling cat had already seen it a few days ago.

It's just that the twins still need to stock up on goods and the Christmas holiday is coming soon, so they postpone the sale.

However, just as the twins suspected, Fish had no intention of reporting them.

For cats, as long as the sound is within their hearing range, it cannot be called eavesdropping...

Of course, this is just for himself.

Fish was not stupid. He could still tell whether others were eavesdropping, but Maomao didn't care at all. He didn't think there was anything to hide about the chat with Professor McGonagall.

So the kitten just glanced at the retractable ears at the base of the wall and quickly looked away.

At this time, Fudge came back after taking orders at the bar, and he continued to win over Feish.

"Continuing with the previous topic... Fish, do you intend to work at the Ministry of Magic in the future? I think you are very suitable for the position of Director of the Department for the Management and Control of Magical Creatures."

"Not interested, meow."

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Fish still refused very decisively this time, which made Minister Fudge very depressed.

"Can you tell me why? I think you know by now that the Ministry of Magic is the most powerful department in the wizarding world."

"But there's no money there. Uncle Arthur works at the Ministry of Magic, but Ron and the others are so poor."

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Xiaomao, who has discovered that it is not easy to make money, answered decisively, and his answer was well-founded and convincing.

The three Weasley brothers who were eavesdropping: "..."

Suddenly my heart was pricked by the cat.

Then they heard Minister Fudge say with a little helplessness: "The salary in the Ministry of Magic is definitely higher than that of most jobs. The Weasley family is not rich, mainly because they don't know how to manage property. In addition, their children The relatively large number is one of the reasons..."

Feishu calculated it on his fingers, then nodded in approval and said, "It seems like there are a lot of cats."

"Right, so the salary at the Ministry of Magic will definitely not be small. Do you want to seriously consider it? Maybe you can become the Minister of Magic in the future."

"Well...but there are others who want Fish to work with them in the future, nya..."

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The little kitten scratched its hair in distress, with a tangled expression.

In addition to Fudge's recruitment, there is also the evil old man who wants Maomao to be the principal. Trelawney, who has been encouraging Fish to become a fortune teller recently, and Newt, who thinks he will make a big difference in the field of magical animals, once invited him Sandru, who joined the Skeleton Dance Company, and Fish, who is currently the gold medal salesperson at Weasley's Wise Workshop, etc...

Therefore, no matter in terms of closeness, invitation time, or personal senses, the Ministry of Magic would not be Fish's first choice.

Professor McGonagall came out to help him out at the right time and said: "Fish is still young now," she smiled, patting the cat's head gently, "It's not too late to consider this kind of thing later, and Hogg Watts will also have career guidance in fifth grade.”

"Hahaha, you're right," Minister Fudge didn't expect to turn Feishi to him at once. He said haha, "I'm just impatient."

"Minerva, your little glass of violet water."

Just at this time, Ms. Rosmerta came over with a plate with four drinks and placed the smallest purple drink in front of Professor McGonagall.

"Thank you." Professor McGonagall nodded slightly.

There was a particularly huge glass of mead, obviously ordered by Hagrid, followed by Professor Flitwick's soda with ice and conch cherry syrup, and Minister Fudge's red currant rum.

"Thank you, Rosmerta, dear." After Ms. Rosmerta delivered the drink, Fudge said: "I must say, it's great to see you again. Can you have one too, okay? Come and follow me. Together we will……"

Apparently, Secretary Fudge and a certain Boy-Who-Lived had the same hobby.

"Oh, thank you very much, Minister."

She could not only take the opportunity to pet the cat, but also get some information from Fudge. Of course, Ms. Rosmerta had no reason to refuse. She quickly brought another glass of red currant rum and sat down next to Fish...

Minister Fudge, who was sitting directly opposite Maomao, felt a little regretful.

"What brings you here, Minister?"

After teasing Fish for a while, Ms. Rosmerta turned back and asked Fudge for news.

Fudge looked around to make sure there was no one else around, and then whispered: "What else, dear, is it not Sirius Black? I guess you also heard what happened on Halloween at school, right?"

"I heard some rumors." Ms. Rosmerta admitted with a nod.

Professor McGonagall looked sternly at Fish and then at Hagrid, as if to confirm which of them had leaked the information.

"Meow?"

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Fish tilted his head and looked at Professor McGonagall in confusion, while Hagrid also looked confused.

In fact, there was no need for the two of them to reveal the secret. Ms. Rosmerta had already learned about this from other students. Pubertal boys always try to attract the attention of beautiful opposite sex.

Then, Ms. Rosmerta began to complain about Dementors again.

"Rosmerta, dear, I don't like them either." Fudge said awkwardly: "This is a necessary precaution... I just encountered a few, they are also to Dumbledore..."

He glanced at Fitz who was glaring at Professor McGonagall.

"Well... and Fitz was very annoyed - he refused to let them enter the castle grounds, and was beaten by Fitz before."

"That's what they deserve!" Professor McGonagall immediately supported her own cat, "They actually attacked Hogwarts students on the Quidditch field! If it weren't for Fitz and Dumbledore, God knows what they could do! If we let those horrible things wander around, how can we teach?!"

"Yes, yes!" Professor Flitwick echoed sharply.

"However," Fudge argued, "They are here to protect everyone from more terrible threats... We all know what Black can do..."

"Harry fell off his broomstick at that time," Professor McGonagall said sarcastically, "If they were allowed to enter Hogwarts, Harry would have died without Black."

"That's right, meow! And that time on the train, Harry, Neville and Ginny were all scared by the Dementors, meow!" Fish also chimed in, and stabbed Harry's heart by the way, "Even if Harry has learned the Patronus Charm now, he can't summon the Dementors when facing the Boggart's Dementors, meow!"

Harry, who was listening remotely, was very embarrassed. Fortunately, he was under the invisibility cloak and no one could see his expression.

Fudge, who was accused by everyone, looked a little ugly. He began to have wild thoughts again, thinking that this was Dumbledore deliberately weakening his prestige.

"You know, I still find it hard to believe..."

Seeing that the atmosphere was a little stiff, Ms. Rosmerta quickly changed the subject.

"Of all the people who have joined the Dark Forces, Sirius Black is the one I least expected... I mean, I still remember what he looked like when he was in school at Hogwarts. If you told me what he would become, I would say you drank too much mead."

"You don't know half of it, Rosmerta." Fudge said gruffly, "Few people know the worst thing he has done."

In order to prove that Black is far more dangerous than Dementors, he decided to tell Ms. Rosmerta more details of the time.

"The worst?" Ms. Rosmerta's voice was full of curiosity, "You mean, worse than killing so many innocent people?"

"Of course."

Fudge shook his head slightly a few times, and wanted to continue explaining to Ms. Rosmerta.

"Please wait a moment, Mr. Fudge."

At this time, Professor McGonagall, who was also an insider, stopped talking, ignoring Fudge's somewhat dissatisfied look, and pursed his lips to look at the little cat with a confused expression on the side.

"What do you want to say? Don't try to hide it from Fish!"

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Fish guessed what she was thinking when he saw Professor McGonagall's expression, and he immediately waved his fist in protest.

Considering the powerful hearing of Fish, the little cat, it would not be easy to hide it from him unless Fish was kicked out of the Three Broomsticks right now. Professor McGonagall hesitated for a moment and nodded.

However, she still had to give Fish a shot of prevention-

"Don't tell others what you hear later...especially Harry!" Professor McGonagall said seriously.

The kitten secretly glanced at the inconspicuous retractable ears at the base of the wall and nodded heavily.

"Don't worry, Minerva! Fish's mouth is very tight!"

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This part of the original plot is actually quite unreasonable. In a bar with many people talking about this matter so openly, Hagrid even shouted, and Professor McGonagall only warned him twice.

This day was the last weekend before the Christmas holiday. The original book also mentioned that a large number of students went to Hogsmeade to buy things, so it was absolutely nonsense to say that there was no one else in the bar.

The funniest thing is that Hermione and the others were sitting next to each other, but they were blocked by the Christmas tree she moved over, and Professor McGonagall and the others did not check the surroundings at all... It felt like they had no intention of keeping it secret at all.

If the people in the wizarding world only have this level of confidentiality, it is no wonder that the Dark Lord's prophecy was overheard by Snape...

In addition, the spell that Hermione used to move the Christmas tree in the original book was translated as Apparition, which is Mobiliarbus in English, and later Lupin used a spell on Snape called Zombie Floating, which is Mobilicorpus in English.

These two are actually Latin compound words, mobilis means to move, arbor means tree, and corpus means body.

So the more correct translation of these two is the moving spell or the transfer spell. More specifically, it should be "transferring trees" or "transporting bodies". A more down-to-earth translation can be "transporting five ghosts" or "capturing dragons and controlling cranes"...

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