Hogwarts Fantastic Beasts in the Stomach

Carlos followed Francois curiously, touching the trees in the garden with his hands from time to time, and occasionally playing with the bushes.

It can be said that the French Ministry of Magic gave Carlos a good feeling...it seemed very natural here.

"Actually, the French Ministry of Magic is the result of reconstruction..." Francois, who was walking in front, said: "More than 40 years ago, Grindelwald and his followers swept across Europe, and the French Ministry of Magic was also destroyed in the battle with him. destroy."

Speaking of this, Francois curled his lips and seemed to be very dissatisfied: "It is said that the Ministry of Magic at that time was more... stylish..."

"gentlemen?"

"Ahem, sorry!" Carlos quickly put down the magical plant he was holding and said, "Where did you just say?"

"Please concentrate, sir..." Francois bowed slightly and continued what he said before: "The Ministry of Magic at that time was much smaller than it is now, but it had a long history. Since the ninth century, the French Ministry of Magic has The predecessor, the Third Estate of Wizards, was established until Grindelwald destroyed it."

"The Ministry of Magic has a history of nearly a century."

Francois nodded as he spoke: "I remember that your grandfather, Mr. Scamander, also came to the French Ministry of Magic."

"At that time... he seemed to have brought his wife with him."

"Grandpa mentioned it." Carlos nodded, and then grabbed Sniff, who had just run away to who knows where.

"Oh~ Is this your pet?" Francois nodded slightly to Manet: "A Niffler..."

He reached out and touched Mane's head and then said: "But I hope you will pay attention... We are not allowed to release magical animals here."

"Hmm... um." Carlos nodded quickly: "I will keep an eye on Mane."

The two walked in the garden for a while before a man in a suit came over with Newt.

"Francois, thank you for entertaining our little gentleman." The black-haired man smiled. He looked much younger and more refined than the director of the British Department for the Control of Magical Creatures.

After nodding hello to Carlos, the director said to Francois: "Please take our guests to the Golden Snidget Reserve. I have roughly explained the matter to Mr. Scamander."

"It's up to you to add more details."

After listening to the director's instructions, Francois nodded slightly: "I understand, sir."

Watching him leave slowly, Francois turned around and said, "Please come with me, Mr. Scamander, and Mr. Emmanuel."

"I will take you to the Jin Feixia protection base."

"Grandpa, grandpa, what did you say?" Carlos followed Newt and asked curiously.

"The Golden Snidget thing." Newt thought for a moment and said, "They found that the number of Golden Snidgets is decreasing."

"This... this is not a good thing." Newt's voice became smaller and smaller as he spoke. It was obvious that he seemed to have begun to think about the reason.

"The number has decreased?" Carlos blinked: "Is it possible that they were captured by someone... I heard..."

"Probably not, Mr. Emmanuel." Francois turned around and said, "There is magic protection there, and no one except the staff will enter."

"And those staff have been working here for more than ten years... and the number of Golden Snidgets started to decrease last year." Francois smiled when he said this: "If it is really because of poachers, Maybe we'll choose to call in the Aurors."

"Hehe...hehe..." His joke wasn't very good, but Carlos still smiled with dignity.

"Okay... Gentlemen, we are almost here." In a blink of an eye, the three of them arrived in front of a fireplace. It was obvious that this fireplace was connected to Jin Feixia's protection base.

"Please read to me the French Golden Feifei Protection Base." He picked up a handful of Floo powder and said to the two of them.

"Jin Feifei?" Carlos looked at him a little confused.

"That's right, it's Jin Feifei." Francois said, flicking the floo powder: "We think this name is more poetic..."

"..." Carlos glanced at Newt, and they saw silence in each other's eyes.

With a flash of flame, Francois disappeared.

"Grandpa Newt, shall we go too?" Carlos said.

"Hmm..." Newt nodded slightly, then grabbed the powder and flicked it with the same wave.

Soon, the two of them came to the Jin Feixia...Jin Feifei protection base in France in a whirlwind of chaos.

This place is like a manor, with endless grassland as far as the eye can see. Some trees dotted on the grassland look quite eye-catching. Also eye-catching are the irises blooming everywhere. The golden flowers create a sea of ​​light.

"So beautiful..." Carlos muttered.

"Indeed... indeed..." Newt also nodded. As the two of them admired their efforts, a circle of staff from the French Ministry of Magic gathered around them. These people looked at Newt with respectful expressions on their faces.

"Mr. Scamander... we can get started." Francois's voice brought the two of them back to their senses. Looking at the group of people in front of them, Newt subconsciously took a few steps back.

"Don't be afraid, Mr. Scamander, I am not a man-eating Hungarian Horntail!" A slightly burly staff member said with a smile: "My name is Alvin Durang, and I am the person in charge here."

"I'm really glad to hear you're willing to help us," he said, stepping forward and giving Newt a hug.

After an awkward hug, he smiled at Carlos, and it was obvious that he knew Carlos too.

"Okay, Alvin... we should let our guests have a rest, right?" Francois nodded slightly, and then led Newt and Carlos towards the manor through the crowd of several people.

"Can you... tell me something about Golden Snidget?" Newt asked slowly: "The temperature... and climate here should be very suitable for them to live."

"That's right..." Du Lang patted his chest and said, "This is the world's largest Jin Feixia protection base."

"I've never had anything like this happen in the decades I've been working here."

"Golden Snitch is missing, right?" Carlos asked.

"It's not that he's missing... he's dead." Du Lang patted Carlos on the head. It was obvious that he regarded Carlos as a child.

"Have you found...the body?" Newt asked after thinking for a while.

"They are too young... sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn't." Du Lang scratched his head and said, "But it can be clearly felt that the number of Jin Feixia is gradually decreasing."

"Is there some kind of pattern?" Carlos said casually: "Something like two less in a month."

"Why is there such a pattern?" Du Lang was a little confused.

"Because I read in Muggle novels, the regular decrease can be concluded to be caused by humans." Carlos thought for a while and said, "That seems to be a detective novel."

"Oh... Carlos..." Du Lang smiled and shook his head: "It's better not to make the investigation target so scary."

"Are you scared?" Francois asked casually.

"Of course not, I was just teasing the kids..."