Hogwarts Fantastic Beasts in the Stomach

"I'm so full..." At noon, Carlos patted his belly and sat in the courtyard of Hogwarts. In the distance was the black lake at the foot of the mountain and the students coming and going.

Since Carlos came to Hogwarts, he felt that the biggest change in his life was the food. For the first time, he felt satisfied...that weird feeling called support.

At this time, he had just finished his Transfiguration class, and then had a full lunch... If it weren't for the herbal medicine class in the afternoon, Carlos would have wanted to go back to the dormitory and have a good sleep.

"Remember to have class later." Ernie and Justin looked at Carlos: "We're going to the classroom first."

"Hmm..." Carlos nodded, then lazily looked at the birds flying in the sky.

"I don't know how the birds can fly." Carlos looked at the birds and started thinking wildly.

According to Grandpa Newt, these animals have evolved...but are the same for magical animals?

Carlos opened the cooking manual in front of him and blinked at the naive eight-eyed spiders inside. He didn't know how they evolved into this appearance...

Carlos kept this question in mind and thought about asking Grandpa Newt when he got home.

"Jiji?" Suddenly, Carlos heard a strange sound.

Turning his head, Carlos saw a squirrel in the corner of the courtyard. It was that squirrel!

Carlos clearly saw the leader-like pattern on the squirrel's neck.

It's that giant squirrel!

Carlos immediately stood up and hooked his hand at the squirrel.

"Do you still remember me?" Carlos asked looking at the squirrel. If he remembered correctly, squirrels have very good memories...

Because of this, Grandpa Newt doesn’t want him to feed squirrels in the wild. He says that this will make the squirrel dependent, because it will always remember that there is food here.

"It's not good for animals."

Newt's words are fresh in my ears, but... what does this have to do with me eating squirrels?

Carlos hooked his hand, and on the other side he began to think about whether he should find his crucible.

"Chi chi chi chi!" the squirrel barked a few times, then turned around and faced Carlos with its butt.

"What do you mean, come with you?" Carlos looked at the squirrel in surprise. This squirrel wanted him to follow it?

Carlos looked at it in surprise. He didn't expect this squirrel to be so smart... He was indeed the squirrel who knew he was Fantastic Beasts Boy for the first time.

"Okay, I'll follow you." Carlos nodded enthusiastically, then took steps to follow the squirrel.

The squirrel started running along the path, and then turned its head to glance at Carlos from time to time, as if it was afraid that he would not be able to keep up with it.

"You must study it carefully before eating it..." Carlos muttered and followed it, then let it lead the way.

Soon, the squirrel took Carlos to the edge of the Forbidden Forest. The forest, which was quiet and terrifying at night, would not become pleasant during the day.

From a long distance, Carlos could feel the danger inside. After all, he was holding an eight-eyed spider in his arms to a certain extent.

"Chi chi chi chi." The squirrel continued to run, and soon it came to a big willow tree. This willow tree was very tall and had lush branches and leaves.

It looks quite spectacular from a distance.

"Chi chi chi." The squirrel nodded to Carlos, then slowly ran to the foot of the willow tree and stood there.

"Is this your home?" Carlos nodded listening to the squirrel: "Then what do you need me to do?"

Are there still a bunch of baby squirrels?That would be great... Carlos subconsciously licked his lips when he thought that he had a lot more reserves of sweet and sour pork.

"Chi chi chi." The squirrel continued to nod at Carlos and call him.

"Let me come closer?" Carlos nodded slightly, then walked to the squirrel and squatted down.

This willow tree is really big, but it looks a little weird... not only is it ugly, but it also has a strange scar.

Carlos couldn't help but think of what Grandpa Newt had said before. He once gave a Whomping Willow to Hogwarts, and there was a strange scar on the Whomping Willow.

I have to say what a coincidence.

Carlos nodded slightly and looked at the squirrel.

It was standing on a branch at this time, holding a large pine cone in its hand. This pine cone looked very heavy, at least it couldn't be picked up by a squirrel.

"Chichichi."

"Are you going to give it to me?" Carlos was a little surprised that you actually prepared all the side dishes!

"Great!" With that, Carlos stretched out his hand to take it.

As a result, for some unknown reason, the squirrel seemed not to hold the big pine cone, and let it fall from the branch, and then hit the trunk of the tree.

"What an accident..." Carlos muttered, picking up the pine cones and rubbing them in his hands, but for some reason, Carlos felt that the surroundings were much darker.

"Strange...is it going to rain?"

Carlos muttered and raised his head, and then he saw an angry tree. Don't ask him why he could see the anger of the tree.

Probably mostly because of its high-raised branches.

"Whoosh!" The branch whipped straight towards Carlos, scaring him so much that he quickly stepped back. As a result, he kicked the root of the tree, causing him to stumble and fall to the ground, avoiding the incoming attack. .

"Merlin!" Carlos looked at the willow tree in front of him and immediately woke up. It was a whomping willow, and it was the one Grandpa Newt gave to Hogwarts!

"Whoosh!"

The Whomping Willow whipped again, and Carlos quickly rolled on the ground. At this time, he couldn't care about anything else and quickly opened the cooking manual in his hand.

"Xiu Xiu, come flying!"

Carlos shouted, and then grabbed Mane who flew out from inside.

"Woo?" Manet was wondering when the Whomping Willow struck again. This time Carlos was not so lucky. He was grabbed by the waist by the Whomping Willow and then hung upside down by it. Lifted it up.

"Woooooooo?!" Mane watched himself gradually lift into the air, and for a moment he fluttered his little feet in panic.

"Hurry and hold the scab, Mane!" Carlos said, flicking the sniffer and throwing it towards the scab.

The flying Sniff escaped the incoming wicker in the air, but as Mane rolled, the contents of its pocket rolled out involuntarily.

Carlos' Galleons, Tina's necklace, someone's ring, and Ernie's fork that Carlos had just seen at noon were all scattered in the air.

"Woo!" Mane, who was in the air, was still thinking about reaching these things, but he couldn't help it at this time. The Whomping Willow pulled out another branch, just in time to knock these things far away.

Ernie's fork was the worst, flying straight towards the Black Lake.

If nothing goes wrong, it may be keeping company with the fish in the black lake tonight.

"Pah!" Mane fell straight to the grass, and then rolled over uncontrollably.

However, this roll was considered lucky. He happened to avoid the pursuit of the Whomping Willow and successfully rolled Mane to the scar.

"Hold the scar!" Carlos said again. No wonder he was impatient. After all, it wasn't anyone who saw a branch as thick as his own arm about to be pulled out and kept calm.

"Woo!" Mane immediately jumped into the air, then stretched out his claws and slapped the scar directly.

Following Mane's movement, everything around him seemed to suddenly stop. The Whomping Willow stopped suddenly, and then threw Carlos straight to the ground.

"Ouch..." Carlos grabbed his butt and got up from the ground, then picked up the cooking manual that also fell to the ground.

Fortunately...there's nothing wrong with this cookbook...

Carlos picked up Mane and quickly ran out of the vicinity of the Whomping Willow...

I don’t know why that squirrel wants to make its home here...

Wait, Carlos suddenly realized something. He looked around carefully and couldn't find the squirrel again.

Damn it, was it thrown into the lake by the Whomping Willow?

Carlos subconsciously remembered that just now he seemed to have seen a black shadow flying towards the Black Lake together with the fork.

Go check it out!

He immediately nodded and ran towards the Black Lake.

"Damn..." A soaked Rozier limped out of the lake. His body was dripping with water and his hair was full of water stains. He looked like a man who had just fallen into the water.

That's right, he seems to have just fallen into the water...

Albion Rozier didn't expect that the Whomping Willow was so powerful... It threw itself straight into the black lake...

"Huh..." But when he thought of that boy's fate, Rozier couldn't help laughing.

As long as something happens to that boy, Newt will be sad, and if Newt is sad... that will definitely make Lord Grindelwald happy.

When he thought of this, Rozier became happy. He smiled and picked up his wand. After all, no one wanted to get wet...

"Hurricane." He flicked his wand, then waited for the breeze to dry his clothes with a smile on his face.

But to his surprise, he didn't wait for Qingfeng.

"It's weird..." When he looked towards the wand, he was stunned for a moment because he was holding a fork...

"Damn it." He felt around again before finally finding the wand.

"What the hell..." he muttered, lifting the fork and throwing it into the lake.

"Hmph...garbage should have its own destination."

He couldn't help but laugh again at the thought of what Carlos was facing.

He laughed so loudly and so hard.