Hogwarts Fantastic Beasts in the Stomach

"You are finally back?" The middle-aged man next to the Burrow saw Carlos and Ron smile.

"Dad, are you back so soon?" Ron asked very surprised.

"Of course." Mr. Weasley shrugged: "There's not much work today." After saying that, he looked at Carlos: "You are Ron's good friend, right?"

"Hello, uncle!" Although Carlos was holding a sniffer doll in his hand, he still greeted Mr. Weasley seriously.

"What a polite kid." Mr. Weasley nodded and said, "Are you ready to go for a ride with me?"

"Arthur!" Mrs. Molly's voice came: "Even if you want to go for a ride again, you have to do it after lunch!"

"Okay, okay!" Mr. Weasley said quickly. It can be seen that Mr. Weasley is still quite afraid of Mrs. Molly.

"What a bummer." He said with a smile, and then led Carlos and Ron into the Burrow.

The Burrow was full at this time. The Weasley twins, Percy, and Ginny who was playing with Mane were all sitting on the sofa. When they saw Carlos and the other three coming in, they all waved and said hello.

It can be said to be a very enthusiastic family.

"Sit down, Carlos." Molly looked at the boy and said with a smile, "I specially made beef today."

"Mom, why do we usually eat sandwiches!" George said jokingly: "Are you partial?"

"Maybe she found she could have another child?" Fred immediately picked up the conversation.

The joke between the two made many people laugh, except of course Percy, who seemed to be studying something while holding up a book.

"You two brats!" Mrs. Molly gave them both a slap on the head.

It seems like she's pretty fair in this regard.

There was nothing good to say about the Weasley family's lunch. Carlos felt satisfied with the meal, but a little too full... Mrs. Molly kept telling Carlos to eat more, which made him a little bit unbearable. .

"I suspect you are her son." Ron muttered angrily.

Soon, the sumptuous lunch was over, and Percy left the table almost immediately after the meal. He seemed to be a little bit incompatible with the others, or maybe he preferred to read?

Carlos watched him leave and guessed that maybe Hermione would be able to chat with him?

"Percy is always so boring." George shrugged and said, "Maybe he is going to live with History of Magic?"

"Why not "Wave Your Magic Wand"?" Fred asked, and the two of them leaned on the sofa quite leisurely after eating.

"Maybe because he likes Professor Binns better?" Ron guessed.

"No, no, no!" George showed a bad smile: "Maybe it's because that class was with Ravenclaw."

His words made the tacitly aware Fred laugh, but left Carlos and Ron confused for a moment.

"Okay kids, it's time for us to get going," came the voice of Mr. Weasley, who seemed to have packed up his car.

"Go, Ron, and Carlos~" George waved to the two of them.

"Aren't you going?" Carlos asked curiously.

"Of course not." George raised his eyebrows at Fred, and the two of them smiled at the same time: "We are going to get something interesting."

"Yeah, interesting stuff."

"Tch, forget it if they don't go." Seeing that the two of them weren't going, Ron became very happy. He turned around and walked out.

"Okay then..." Carlos shrugged upon seeing this: "See you later."

In addition to Carlos and Ron, Ginny also decided to go along, and of course, she still holds Mane in her arms.

"Who is the cutest Niffler?" she asked while hugging Mane.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Mane could only keep stretching out his paws to look at Carlos.

"Ahem..." Carlos coughed twice, seemingly not hearing Xiu Xiu's cry for help at all.

Soon, with a roar, a red car appeared. Mr. Weasley rolled down the window, looked at the three people covered in smoke and said, "Get in the car, little guys."

The car looks very beautiful. Although it is not very new, Carlos can feel that Mr. Weasley attaches great importance to the car. At least the seat he is sitting on is very comfortable now...

"Are you seated, children?" Mr. Weasley turned his head and said, "We are about to set off."

As he stepped on his right foot, a roaring sound was heard, accompanied by a slight vibration. In Carlos's surprised eyes, their speed gradually became faster and they quickly flew up from the ground.

This is not a car!This is a flying car!

"How's it going? Is it cool?" Ron asked as he lay by the window, seemingly enjoying himself.

"You've obviously only sat there once." Ginny exposed Ron mercilessly.

"Where are we going, kids?" Mr. Weasley asked from the front.

"Go to London!" This was Ron's voice.

"Diagon Alley!" Ginny shouted.

"Privet Drive?" This was Carlos' question. He looked at the two people around him and said, "Aren't you curious about what Harry is doing?"

"Harry?" Ginny was stunned for a moment, then lowered her head slightly and didn't know what she was thinking.

Ron, on the other hand, looked like he suddenly realized: "Come on, Dad, let's go find Harry!"

"His uncle and aunt are not good people!"

Ron's words made Carlos nod, and he also listened to Harry talk about these things.

"Maybe they don't let Harry write letters?" Carlos had even guessed.

"Then let us go and take a look?" Mr. Weasley nodded, then stepped on the accelerator, and with an even more violent roar, the red car pierced the sky.

"Start stealth mode." Mr. Weasley, like a secret agent in a movie, gently pushed the button on the front of the car. With a flash of silver light, Carlos was surprised to find that the car body became transparent.

"This way those Muggles won't be able to see us." Ron introduced: "If we are discovered, we will most likely be fined!"

"And it will increase the workload," Mr. Weasley explained, seeming to be quite adept at this aspect of the job.

Carlos looked at him and thought for a moment and asked, "Uncle Weasley, do you also work at the Ministry of Magic?"

"Of course." Ron seemed quite proud and said, "My father works in the Department of Magical Items Management."

"Does your uncle know Minister Fudge?" Carlos asked curiously.

"I know." Mr. Weasley nodded: "What's wrong, kid?"

"Do you remember that question?" Carlos glanced at Ron and asked, giving Ron an ominous thought.

"Does Secretary Fudge really have an army of Black Leopards?"