Chapter 487 Rita Skeeter Suddenly Appears

"What's going on? What happened here?!"

Hagrid, who had just finished paying his respects to Ms. Maxime, came late. He looked at Hermione and Fish who were playing hide-and-seek with each other with a confused look on his face.

But soon, Hagrid reacted, because he had also seen Fish get drunk.

"Who gave Fish the wine?!"

Hagrid roared madly. Seeing Fish's look, he knew that things were bad. If Professor McGonagall knew about it, he would definitely not have a good ending!

"Fish didn't drink. He should be drunk by the wine." Harry explained to Hagrid with a smile.

"What is Hermione doing now?"

Hagrid pointed at Hermione and Fish who were still chasing each other and asked in confusion.

"Meow--!"

(=`Д=)

The kitten once again crookedly pounced on Hermione, and then of course pounced into nothingness and flashed past her.

"Meow~Meow~Meow~"

The cat that failed to pounce on Hermione continued to yell, sounding a little aggrieved.

"Stay still, I'll come find you!"

Hermione, already out of breath, yelled at Fish again, but the cat didn't listen at all...

He didn't believe that he couldn't catch Hermione!

Hermione was really out of strength, so she could only hold on to her knees and gave up this meaningless pursuit, while Fish was still persevering around Hermione.

After taking a breath, Hermione finally remembered to use her brain, and she yelled at Hagrid who was at a loss: "Hagrid! Go and move those feed troughs full of wine! Fish sobers up quickly after being drunk!"

"Oh, oh oh oh!"

Hagrid finally reacted and hurried to the makeshift stable next to him.

After Hagrid moved the feed trough full of whiskey away, the biting cold wind quickly dispelled the smell of alcohol in the air.

"Meow!"

∑(=ΦДΦ=)

Fish, who was still running around Hermione, suddenly staggered to a stop and looked around in confusion.

At this time, Hermione immediately took the opportunity to rush forward and picked up the still dazed cat.

"Meow?"

(=ω=)

The cat lay in Hermione's arms, tilted her head to look at her, and stretched out her little paws to touch her face.

"Fish, do you feel better?"

Hermione took the initiative to move her head over, letting the cat's muddy pads pat her face, and asked with concern.

"Meow~"

(=ω=)

Fish narrowed his eyes, rubbed against Hermione's body, then twisted his body to break free from her arms, fell to the ground and turned back into a human form.

"Fish seemed drunk just now, meow... but Fish obviously didn't drink..."

(ω)

The sober cat looked confused.

Although the alcohol content of single malt whiskey is relatively high, Fish did not drink it directly, so naturally he did not lose his memory completely like he did when he drank chicken blood brandy. However, after being exposed to the smell of alcohol for such a long time, Maomao was more drunk than when he drank butter beer before, so Fish was still a little confused about the previous situation.

"You should be drunk by the smell of alcohol..." Hermione laughed dumbly and explained to Fish.

"Alcohol is really a terrible potion, meow!"

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After listening to Hermione's story, Maomao looked serious.

"Hey! It's time for us to start class! Everyone gather together!"

Seeing that Fish finally woke up, Hagrid also remembered his identity and responsibilities, and shouted loudly, calling everyone to the open space next to the pumpkin field, killing each other until only ten blasting-tailed skrewts were left and tied there.

Now each blasting-tailed skrewt is nearly six feet long. Their thick grey protective layer, their powerful legs that swing randomly, their tails that constantly explode and spit fire, and their stings and suckers, all combined to make the blasting-tailed skrewts the most disgusting things many students have ever seen.

And the blasting-tailed skrewts' temper has not diminished, as can be seen from the fact that the ten tied blasting-tailed skrewts are still trying to attack each other.

Of course, one of the dead blasting-tailed skrewts was secretly caught and roasted by Fish, and all the Gryffindor students knew about this.

The cat has always wanted to taste the taste of this creature that looks like seafood, because in his opinion, many seafoods don't look good, but they taste great, so Fish wants to try it anyway.

It just so happens that the blasting-tailed skrewts like to kill each other. When there are still many of them, several of them will die every day and be eaten by their own kind, so even if Fish secretly takes one away, Hagrid will not notice it at all.

However, after the skrewts were brought back to the Gryffindor common room and roasted, no one, including Fish, touched them...

Because they were too smelly!

In the words of George and Fred, the roasted skrewt meat smelled like Charlie's socks that had not been washed for two weeks and were accidentally thrown into the fireplace by their mother and burned.

Judging from the expressions of complete approval of Ron and Ginny at the time, this was probably what actually happened in the Weasley family.

"I'm not sure if they need to hibernate," Hagrid moved out ten large boxes with pillows and fluffy blankets, and said to the students who were indifferent, "We might as well give it a try and see if they want to sleep... We'll put them in these boxes..."

"I don't think these guys want to hibernate, they just want to chew our fingers off."

Malfoy said sarcastically as always, but unlike before, few students in Gryffindor would defend Hagrid on the issue of the Blast-Ended Skrewt... because Malfoy basically told the truth.

Facing Malfoy's ridicule, Hagrid, who had long been used to it, didn't take it seriously at all. He still went his own way and let the students try to stuff the blast-ended skrewts into the box.

Then as expected, the bad-tempered Blast-Ended Skrewts went berserk.

As expected, the Slytherins immediately rushed into Hagrid's hut and hid, along with several Gryffindor girls.

Fish didn't run away, but he chose to watch the show from the sidelines. The most interesting part of this semester's Care of Magical Creatures class was watching Harry and the others fight with the Blast-Ended Skrewts.

"Come on! Come on! There are two running over to the pumpkin patch, meow!"

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Cat jumped up to the roof at some point, laughing and ordering Harry and the others who were helping.

Hermione sat next to Fish. Ever since she learned how to run around with Animagus and Fish for a while, Hermione gradually fell in love with the feeling of climbing to high places.

It's just that unlike Cat who talks but doesn't practice, Hermione uses magic spells on the roof to help everyone drive away the snails.

After a lot of chaos, Hagrid and the Gryffindor students finally subdued the ten rampaging Blast-Ended Skrewts.

"Meow?"

(ω)

Fei Xu on the roof shook his ears and suddenly looked in the direction of the vegetable garden.

I saw Rita Skeeter, who was wearing a magenta robe, leaning against the fence of the vegetable garden at some point, looking at the farce with a smile on her face.

"Strange, what time did she come here?"

(ω)

Feishu scratched his head in confusion.

Maomao was very sure that before that, he had not heard any movement from Skeeter when he was walking.

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