Hogwarts Fantastic Beasts in the Stomach

"It's so cold up here!" Carlos said, leaning against the glass of the astronomy tower and looking at the stars outside the window: "It's obviously summer now."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Mane leaned against the glass with him, but it still held a Galleung in its hand, which looked like it had just found it from somewhere.

"Of course you're not cold anymore...you're wearing a thick sweater." Carlos curled his lips and said, "It would be great if I also had a thick sweater."

"Woo, woo." Manei shook his head to show his disdain for the "lower" creatures called humans.

Carlos scratched his head, and then continued to look out the window. Arguing with a sniffer would somewhat seem to demean him!

"You can go home tomorrow~" Carlos murmured softly. He didn't expect that the school year would end so quickly... In the blink of an eye, he would become a second-year student.

But this is also a good thing. It seems that I can take a summer break!

But thinking about it carefully, my summer vacation... doesn't seem boring. After all, Grandpa Newt promised to take him to Paris... and Luna's father, Mr. Lovegood, seems to be coming to the house too. Be a guest.

I wonder if Luna will come?

Carlos still misses Luna.

Looking at the shy twinkling stars in the sky, Carlos smiled.

"Mane, when we meet Luna, we must give her a taste of our craftsmanship." Carlos said casually, then stood up and closed the window.

"We should go, the Hogwarts Express will leave tomorrow morning..." Carlos yawned: "It's almost nine o'clock..."

With that said, he pulled Mane up and walked towards the stairs of the astronomy tower, but before he took a few steps, the door of the astronomy tower was pushed open.

"Good evening, Carlos Emmanuel..." A slightly deep voice came, making Carlos slightly startled.

"Professor Quirrell? Good evening."

"Hmph..." Quirrell stood at the stairs of the Astronomy Tower, not moving, but slowly pulled out a wand from his sleeve.

"Don't leave in a hurry yet." He said slowly: "The night has just begun..."

"Well..." Carlos looked at the gloomy Quirrell, who seemed a little strange. He took a few steps back, and then said: "Professor Quirrell... I will leave tomorrow..."

"I know." Quirrell raised his wand and pointed it at Carlos.

"That's why I came here to find you today..."

Carlos couldn't help but frown as he watched Quirrell's movements. He felt something was wrong... The professor in front of him seemed to... want to do something to him...

"Hand over the Philosopher's Stone, and I can make you die quickly." Quirrell said slowly, and then stepped closer.

"Magic...the Philosopher's Stone?" Carlos couldn't help but feel a little nervous when he saw him approaching. He backed away and said, "Isn't the Philosopher's Stone in..."

"Are you still treating us as fools?" Quirrell interrupted Carlos sharply: "I already knew that this was all a conspiracy between you and Dumbledore..."

"Me and Dumbledore?" Carlos stared, his mind full of doubts. He didn't understand the current situation for a moment.

Isn't Quirrell one of Headmaster Dumbledore's men?And help Principal Dumbledore protect the Philosopher's Stone?

But now... what's the situation?

"Enough, enough talking..." Quirrell shook his head and waved his wand: "Fall out!"

With the flick of his wand, a red spell flashed out and headed straight for Carlos.

Carlos realized something was wrong when he saw Quirrell waving his wand. He hurriedly lowered his head to avoid Quirrell's spell, and then hurriedly pulled out his own wand from his waist.

But just as he took out his wand and before he could chant any spells, Quirrell's next spell struck.

The silver disarming spell flew straight at Carlos. The boy had no time to dodge before he was sent flying and hit the wall. However, Carlos was quite lucky. There happened to be a table where he fell.

He quickly raised his foot on the table and overturned the desk. With the overturned desk, Carlos had a place to breathe.

"Quillo, deal with him!" A gloomy voice suddenly sounded, making Carlos frown for a moment... He was deeply impressed by this voice. This was the man in the Forbidden Forest!

Carlos, who had no time to think about it, quickly picked up a small bottle from his belt and poured the spider soup inside into his mouth quickly.

He knew very well that trying to defeat a professor with the magic of his three-legged cat kung fu was undoubtedly a fantasy. His only chance was to hold Quirrell back and pray that any professor noticed what was going on here.

"Come out, Carlos..." Quirrell's voice came: "This way I can make your death less painful..."

After his words fell, Carlos was about to reply when he suddenly felt that something dangerous was coming towards him.

He quickly rolled out from behind the table. The moment he rolled away, the table was hit by a magic spell and then exploded in a flash.

The wood chips came like shrapnel, and Carlos reacted quickly and pulled up his robe to block the wood chips.

But Quirrell would not just watch Carlos survive like this. His spell struck again, and he waved the wand not too fast, even a little slowly...

It was as if he was toying with Carlos and wanted to vent all the depression he had experienced over the past year on Carlos.

Relying on the keen perception brought by Spider Soup, Carlos felt the curse coming. He quickly turned sideways to avoid the curse, and then finally cast off his first curse.

"Except your weapons!"

However, Carlos's disarming spell was too weak compared to Quirrell, and Quirrell just tilted his head to avoid the spell.

Then he turned his wand and cast a hurricane spell.

A strong wind hit and hung up Carlos' robe, making him unable to move for a moment. The strong wind pulled the child back until he hit the wall.

"Hmph..." Quirrell snorted, looking at Carlos who had been controlled and showing a smile: "Where is the magic stone?"

"tell me……"

"I...I don't know!" Carlos said with difficulty: "I don't know where...the Sorcerer's Stone is..."

"Really?" Quirrell shook his head: "I was not prepared for this..."

As he spoke, he raised his wand high, and then shouted to Carlos, who couldn't move: "Crucio..."

But before he could swing out his wand, an inexplicable force interrupted his movements. Mane lay on his hand, and then opened his mouth wide.

"Ah!" Quirrell retracted his hand in pain, and then violently shook Mane away.

"You damn Sniff!" He covered his hands angrily and watched Mane disappear on the floor of the astronomy tower.

"That's enough Quirrell! You idiot!"

"kill him!"

The gloomy voice gave Quirrell another sign. He had had enough of this idiot being fooled by a sniffer and a first-year student.

"Okay...you forced me to do this, Carlos..."

"Avada Kedavra!"