Hogwarts Fantastic Beasts in the Stomach

"Time flies, the sun and the moon fly by, and in a blink of an eye, Carlos has returned to his loyal home!" The young boy said as he wrote on the paper with a quill: "I believe you will be interested in the story above. Very interested." He said with a slight smile.

Then he looked at Luo Lizard and Mane at his feet: "Do you think Luna will like this letter?"

"Woo!" Mane nodded, and then continued to play with his gadgets attentively.

"That would be great." Carlos smiled. He had been home for a week now. The bandages on his body had been removed and his nose had recovered well. There were no traces left on him. .

"Maybe I should leave a scar?" Carlos actually felt a little regretful. He thought Harry's lightning mark was quite cool.

Speaking of Harry, Carlos was actually a little worried because Ron, Hermione, Ernie and even Justin had all written to him.

Only Harry hadn't even replied to him yet, which surprised him a bit.

"Maybe he forgot?" Carlos said to himself to Sniff.

"Bang bang bang." There was a sound of footsteps, followed by Tina's gentle voice: "Carlos, it's time to have lunch."

"You still have a trip after lunch."

Tina's words reminded Carlos, he nodded slightly and jumped off the chair.

"Grandma Tina, are you really not going with us?"

"I won't go." Tina smiled and touched Carlos' head: "I still have to take care of Colen, Mal, and Linus."

These are the names of Scamander's cat.

Tina is obsessed with these funny kittens.

"Okay then..." Carlos nodded helplessly, then jumped down the stairs in three steps and two steps, with Mane and Luo Lizi following behind him.

"Grandpa Newt!" Carlos ran behind Newt and patted the old man who was communicating with the Ball Escape Bird.

"Ah... Carlos." Newt lowered his head slightly and said, "It's time for us to eat."

"Do you remember to eat?" Tina's voice came from the back room: "I thought you were going to eat the ball to escape the bird."

"Cough...cough..." Newt blushed slightly and said a little embarrassed, "No, no." With that, he got up and walked towards the restaurant with Carlos.

"How are you going to leave soon?" Tina cut a piece of bread and asked: "Portkey, or Floo powder?"

"Floo fans!" Carlos immediately said: "The portkey is like a washing machine!"

"Hmm..." Newt nodded, he seemed to think so too: "Floo fans... they, they have connected the fireplace."

"That's okay." Tina nodded: "This will be a lot more convenient." She said and handed the cut bread to Newt and Carlos.

"Eat more, the French are not very good at cooking."

Her words made Newt and Carlos look at each other, and they nodded as if they had a clear understanding.

Soon, lunch at the Scamanders was over.

After lunch, it didn't take Carlos and Newt long to get ready.

The two of them were wearing fairly casual clothes. Newt was carrying his small suitcase, while Carlos was carrying his cooking manual.

Well, there are also those leftover magical cooking things. Speaking of this, Carlos is still quite sad. He originally thought it was a combination of his hobby and magic.

I didn't expect that everything was because of that strange stone.

This made him a little confused. Would the next content be inconsistent with the title of the book?

Of course, he could only keep these doubts in his stomach.

"Be safe." Tina bent down and kissed Carlos on the forehead, and then kissed Newt gently on the cheek.

Her actions made Newt blush and look away, and also made Carlos laugh when he saw this scene.

"Okay...ahem...Tina...Tina, we're leaving." Newt lowered his head and whispered. This scene felt like he had returned to decades ago.

Tina also laughed when she looked at his appearance, as if... it was decades ago now.

"Shall we go?" But fortunately, the boy's voice made the two of them calm down. They looked at each other and smiled, and then Tina brought a small box.

Everything in here is filled with floo powder.

Newt took a deep breath, then pointed at the fireplace: "The French Ministry of Magic."

"Boom!" With a flash of flame, Newt disappeared into the fireplace.

"It's your turn next, dear..." Tina gently handed the Floo powder to Carlos's hand and reminded: "Pay attention to the correct pronunciation."

"Don't worry, grandma, there won't be anyone who can even pronounce place names wrong, right?" Carlos said, flicking the floo powder: "The French Ministry of Magic."

"boom."

With the departure of Carlos and Newt, this small house in the Muggle community fell into silence again.

Oh... I almost forgot that there are also Ball Escape Birds and Cat Nivers... So, maybe it won't be so peaceful?

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With a flash of flame and a little dizziness, when Carlos opened his eyes again, he was already standing in a huge underground palace.

The French Ministry of Magic is built underground in the Louvre. It is also imitated into a European-style palace. The huge underground square and gardens constitute the magnificence and fantasy of the French Ministry of Magic. Strings of magic lights hang from the stalactites at the top of the cave. Going up is like stars twinkling on the dome.

"So beautiful..." Carlos murmured.

"Are you Mr. Carlos Emmanuel?" A young man saw Carlos.

He has short blond hair and a pair of emerald green eyes. He does not look like a Frenchman, but there is a certain romantic aura about him that still tells Carlos that he is a native Frenchman.

"I am..." Carlos nodded and said, "Where is Grandpa Newt?"

"Mr. Scamander is discussing things with the Director. Let me take you to visit the French Ministry of Magic." The man smiled softly: "I am Francois Burgund from the Department for the Protection of Magical Creatures of the French Ministry of Magic. No., just call me Francois."

"Ahem..." He spoke one word at a time, making Carlos a little embarrassed. He was still a child, but the person in front of him was already in his 20s, right?

"What's the matter, Mr. Emmanuel?" Seeing Carlos coughing, Francois said with a smile: "Respect for guests has always been a quality we are proud of."

"Please come with me, Mr. Emmanuel." As he said that, he walked in front and explained to Carlos the buildings he passed from time to time.

"The French Ministry of Magic is very big, you'd better follow my footsteps..." Francois reminded: "Otherwise, even if I use magic spells, it will be difficult to find you..."