Hogwarts Fantastic Beasts in the Stomach

The sun hangs lazily in the sky of England, and I look at the small town under my eyes with relaxed eyes. This is Dorset County, England. At first glance, it is indeed a peaceful and normal town.

An old beggar was sitting on the street corner. His eyes were full of exhaustion, but surprisingly, he was holding a brand new thick book in his hand, which looked like it should not be in the hands of this beggar at all.

"Okay...cough cough cough..." the beggar coughed and stretched out his hand to passers-by in poor English.

But most people didn't seem to like him very much, and passers-by chose to avoid this poor guy.

"Oh my God..." he muttered in a language that was not English.

"Good morning, grandpa." Suddenly, a childish call came. The old beggar raised his head and was surprised to see a neatly dressed boy standing in front of him.

His slightly curly chestnut hair hung on his shoulders, and his blue eyes looked curiously at the beggar in front of him.

"Good morning, good morning..." the beggar stammered.

The boy smiled softly, then fished in his pocket for a long time, took out a slightly wrinkled pound and handed it to the beggar.

"Thank you, thank you... little sir..." The beggar took the pound gratefully, and then couldn't stop nodding.

"It's nothing, grandpa." The boy said and bent down beside the beggar. He seemed a little curious about the brand-new book in the old man's hand.

"Are you curious about this?" The beggar shook his body and handed the book to the boy. It was full of words that the boy could not understand, as if he came from a foreign country. (The beggar is not the protagonist!)

"What is this?" The boy flipped through it roughly and asked curiously.

"A gourmet cooking manual..." the beggar said softly, and then muttered in an almost sighing tone: "It comes from the far east."

"Dongfang?" The boy muttered and opened the book. The contents inside shocked him...

One vivid picture after another, filled with... painted golden dishes.

"What's this golden...gold thing?" the boy asked, pointing to the picture above.

"This is... sweet and sour pork." The name of the dish the beggar said made the boy stunned for a moment. He had never heard of this thing.

"Fry the sugar into a golden liquid, and then pour it with the fried tenderloin..." The beggar seemed to be a little interested, and he muttered and told the boy how to make this dish.

"Sweet and sour pork..." The boy muttered the name of the dish, and then couldn't help but reach out his hand to wipe some saliva from the corner of his mouth.

But with just this movement, the little thing hidden in the mouth of his sleeve was revealed.

An animal similar to a platypus poked its head out, and then looked at the golden brooch on the boy's chest with greedy eyes.

"Oh...this, this is..." The beggar was just confused at first, but soon he saw what was in front of him.

He stood up in shock, then struggled against the wall. He shouted in a language the boy could not understand: "Sniff Xiu! It's Xiu Xiu!"

"My God!"

"This is actually a Niffler!"

"Hahahahaha!" As he said that, he started laughing, and his almost crazy laughter frightened the boy and the little animal in his sleeves.

"Don't be afraid, Mane." The boy patted the little animal on his sleeve softly.

"He...he seems to be...scared by you?" The boy was also unsure of the state of the beggar in front of him. He was almost crazy speaking in a language he didn't understand.

Of course, he still heard the word Xiu Xiu. Could it be that Xiu Xiu was an ingredient in this dish?

This made Carlos look at Mane in his arms with admiration.

"wizard?!"

"Hahahaha, this is actually the world of Harry Potter. Hahaha, the world of Harry Potter!"

PS: He is not the protagonist!Again, he is not the protagonist!

The beggar yelled and started running. He staggered into a pedestrian and then knocked over a trash can.

"Grandpa?!" the boy called the beggar in surprise, but the beggar's crazy look made him afraid to get close.

"Carlos, don't come near him." A kind old woman stopped the boy.

"He is a famous lunatic." She explained to the boy softly: "He is always muttering about time travel and so on, and he is also shouting that the Soviet Union is about to disintegrate."

The old woman smiled and patted Carlos on the head: "How could the Soviet Union disintegrate just because it said it would disintegrate?"

"He's just a lunatic. You'd better stay away from him."

Under the old woman's persuasion, Carlos could only watch the crazy beggar run further and further away, until he finally disappeared on the corner of the street.

"Tsk, tsk, that's what you get for not studying hard." The old woman muttered and walked away, leaving Carlos standing there with a dull look on his face.

But at this time, he no longer thought about the beggar. What he thought about more at this time was the... cooking manual in his hand.

"Sweet and sour pork..." He muttered the name of the dish, and then looked at Xiu Xiu who was reaching out to pick off the brooch from his chest.

"Manet."

"Wow?"

Looking at Xiu Xiu with an innocent look on his face, Carlos nodded slightly: "Do you think the sweet and sour pork...will be delicious?"

"Wow?"

…………

"Squeak ~ squeak ~"

In the small courtyard, an old man was lying here. While shaking his chair, he stretched out his hand to tease Xiu Xiu who was lying on the table.

He seemed to be enjoying this moment of peace.

"Newt?" A woman called, making him blush slightly and straighten up.

"Tina?" His call was much softer than the woman's, and it didn't sound so clear, as if he was still shy about something.

"it's time for lunch."

The woman's voice came again, which forced the old man to slowly stand up from the chair.

"Sorry, Kerensky." The old man named Newt gently grabbed the Sniff on the table and put it in the small pocket on his chest.

"Coming, Tina." He said softly and walked into the hut.

Opening the door, a woman named Tina was arranging the plates on the table. Three plates were placed on it, as well as several simple dishes.

"Where's Carlos?" Newt asked as he slowly pulled up the chair. He didn't see the curious child on his face.

"He ran out to play." Tina said casually, then gently waved the small wooden stick in her hand and brought several cups of tea.

Watching her movements, Newt pursed his lips. He wanted to say something, but after thinking about it, he still didn't speak.

"You want to find him, right?" Tina could see Newt's thoughts. She had known the man in front of her for decades. She chuckled and said, "He will be back soon."

"You know, when it's dinner time, he will see..."

"It's as quick as a Sniff to see the jewelry." Newt added with his head lowered. He gently pulled open the chair opposite, and then grabbed the Sniff on the table and put it into his sleeve.

"Don't move... Valenci."

It was just trying to put the fork in its pocket.

"Oh, by the way, Newt." Tina seemed to remember something, she smiled, and then nodded gently to Newt.

"There is something not big or small... I want to tell you."

"Oh, yes, really?" Newt nodded slightly stuttering. He was always like this and was not very good at words, but it could be seen that he was still curious about Tina's affairs.

"You can take a guess," Tina said with a smile.

"Is it related to the pair of unicorns left in India?"

"It doesn't matter." Tina shook her head.

"Is that... related to the Niffler given to Jacob?" Newt asked, scratching his sleeve.

"It's not him." Tina shook her head again, "His cake shop has been very busy recently."

"That……"

"It has nothing to do with magical beasts, Newt." Tina shook her head, interrupting Newt's guess, "It has something to do with Carlos."

"Carlos?" Newt frowned. He thought hard for a long time, but he couldn't think of anything related to this curious little guy, but it had nothing to do with magical animals.

"Hey~" Tina shook her head slightly: "You..." She said and handed a letter to Newt.

Printed on it are his most familiar symbols, a golden H and a shield with four magical animals printed on it.

"So essentially... it's still related to magical animals..."