Chapter 689 Today's Meg's Dinner

"Master Fish! Miss Hermione! Dinner is ready! Professor McGonagall asked me to call you back for dinner!"

With a piercing crackling sound, the elf Komi appeared in the depths of the Forbidden Forest and screamed at Fish and Hermione, who were cuddling together in cat form and sleeping on Lu Wei's head.

"Meow!"

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Fish immediately opened his eyes, jumped off Lu Wei's head with Hermione, and then turned around to say goodbye to Lu Wei.

"Woof!"×3

Lu Wei's three heads barked at Fish in response, and then it stood up from the ground and walked slowly towards Hagrid's hut.

It planned to go to Hagrid's to get some food, bully Grawp, and do some after-dinner exercise.

The magical animals and ordinary animals that had gathered around Lu Wei all dispersed and went to look for food.

"Komi, send us back quickly, meow!"

Fish, who had returned to his human form, held Hermione with one hand, put the other hand on Comey's shoulder, and urged her urgently.

"Yes! Master Feishu!"

Comey agreed in a sharp voice, and immediately started to disapparate, taking Fish and Hermione back to their home in Hogsmeade.

"Minerva~"

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Fish shouted Professor McGonagall's name in his mouth while running straight towards the fragrant kitchen.

"Go wash your hands! Don't need me to remind you every time!"

Professor McGonagall grabbed the little fur cat that passed by him and scolded him angrily.

"But Fish has licked his paw very carefully, meow!"

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The cat was very aggrieved. He had obviously cleaned his paws, so why did he have to wash them again after changing back to human form?

"There's no reason! I've said it many times, washing hands before eating is the most basic etiquette!"

Professor McGonagall had no reason why licking her paws was not clean, because when she first turned into an Animagus, she was affected by the animal form and would lick her fur from time to time.

Although she can control it now, she understands the instinctive feeling of a cat, so Professor McGonagall never stops Fish from licking his fur...well, except for some special parts.

However, she does not force Fish to change some of his cat instincts, but she also requires Fish to develop some habits in human form.

So Fish couldn't resist Professor McGonagall after all, and was reluctantly dragged by Hermione to the side of the sink to wash her hands.

After washing his hands, Fish rushed to the dining table as quickly as possible, grabbed the knife and fork, and tapped the table with their tails rhythmically.

"Minerva! Hurry up! Minerva! Hurry up!"

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Under the rapid but rhythmic urging of the cat, Professor McGonagall, Hermione and Comey all sat down at the dining table, and then Fish immediately waved the knife and fork in his hand, quickly and elegantly. Put the food on the plate into your mouth.

Just as the family was happily sitting around the dining table eating dinner, there was an explosion in the living room outside.

Professor McGonagall and Comey both put down their knives and forks and ran out quickly.

"Albus? Why are you here? Is there something wrong with the Order of the Phoenix?" Her series of questions made Hermione stop what she was doing. Only Fish was still devouring it with concentration.

"No, the Order of the Phoenix is ​​very good." Dumbledore's voice sounded a little light, "I'm sorry to disturb you guys from eating, but I have something urgent to ask Fei Xu for help."

As he spoke, he and Professor McGonagall walked into the kitchen side by side, with the elf Komi following closely behind.

Only then did Fish turn his attention away from the food. He looked up at Dumbledore. Before he could speak, Cat shouted in surprise: "Albus, why do you look like you're about to die?" Dead?"

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Fish immediately felt the weak breath of life on Dumbledore's body, just like when Fawkes was about to reach nirvana.

He tilted his head and suddenly said: "Are you going to achieve nirvana too, meow?"

"What? Is what Fish said true, Albus?" Professor McGonagall looked at Dumbledore in shock.

Of course she didn't really think that Dumbledore was going to Nirvana, but what Fish had said before - Dumbledore was about to die.

The fact that Fish can sense the strength of the life breath of living things is not a secret among people who are familiar with cats, so when he said this, Professor McGonagall and the others immediately believed it.

"That's why I came to Fish..." Dumbledore said with a wry smile, and stretched out his right hand that had been hidden under his sleeve.

"Oh my God!" Hermione exclaimed and covered her mouth after seeing the right hand that looked like a burnt corpse.

"Merlin's beard!" Professor McGonagall's eyes widened and she quickly asked, "What's going on? Did you go to fight Voldemort?"

"It's not wrong to say that..." Dumbledore waved his withered and blackened right hand and explained: "I found another Horcrux of Voldemort. Although I destroyed it, I also hit Voldemort. The trap laid there."

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When Fish figured out that Dumbledore could not achieve Nirvana, he immediately rushed to him and shot several recovery spells at him.

The soft green light continued to surround Dumbledore's right arm, and the charred black on his arm faded at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the originally dry arm gradually swelled up.

However, Fish's expression was still solemn.

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Because in his perception, Dumbledore's life breath did not increase at all, but only made the previous state that could dissipate at any time become a little more stable.

And after the green light dissipated, Dumbledore's entire palm was still dry and charred, while his forearm regained a little fleshiness, from "mummy" to skinny state, and the black color only faded a little, the elbow part showed purple, and then the color gradually deepened, and when it came to the wrist part, it was not much different from before, and only the upper arm was fully recovered.

"Thank you, Fish, I feel much more relaxed now." Dumbledore, the "patient", was very satisfied with the result. He moved his still charred fingers and thanked with a smile.

Although Fish failed to cure himself, Dumbledore was not as weak as before, and his strength was mostly restored, which was enough for him. Besides... wasn't there still Tranquility that he hadn't tried yet?

Dumbledore was still very optimistic about this.

"But..."

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"It's just that it's not cured yet, Fish." Dumbledore interrupted Maomao's words, "Didn't you have many people who couldn't be cured at St. Mungo's before? It's enough for me to recover, and we have plenty of time to solve this little trouble later."

He winked at Fish playfully, then stroked his stomach with his intact left hand and said, "Speaking of which, I haven't had dinner yet in order to deal with Voldemort's Horcruxes. Do you mind adding me?"

"Of course no problem, please sit down, Albus." Professor McGonagall, who didn't know how serious Dumbledore's condition was, smiled and invited him to sit down, and asked Comey to get another set of tableware.

After all, in her opinion, Dumbledore was so powerful that even Voldemort himself could not do anything to him. It was just a magic trap, so it shouldn't be that bad.

And...

She also had confidence in Maomao's healing ability, especially the spell of tranquility, which could make the entire St. Mungo's crazy.

Fish blinked, sat back in his seat, and continued to eat dinner.

It's not that he was worried that Dumbledore would snatch food from him, but because Maomao keenly discovered that Dumbledore didn't seem to want others to know about his situation...

Although Fish didn't know why he did this, he still cooperated and remained silent.

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