Hogwarts Fantastic Beasts in the Stomach

"Good morning!" Carlos patted his roommate Ernie on the shoulder, although the thin boy didn't seem to wake up yet.

"Oh..." Ernie nodded dullly, and then said slowly: "What time did you come back last night?"

"I don't know." Carlos shook his head, then looked at his other roommate: "Good morning, I am Carlos Emmanuel."

The smile on his face made the boy with the same curly hair wake up.

"I'm Justin Finch-Fletchley." He stretched out his hand politely and said, "My parents originally wanted me to go to Eton College."

"My mother was upset for several days when she heard that I was admitted to Hogwarts."

"Eton, what is that?" Carlos asked as he picked up some of his books.

"A Muggle school." Ernie explained casually. He had just washed his face and the water on his face was still not clean.

"That's great." Carlos said with a smile: "Think about it, you are in a wizard college now!"

"There are scary monsters, man-eating dark wizards, weird potions and Slytherin students who can cook here." Carlos licked his lips and said, "That said, I'm a little hungry..."

"Ah..." Justin seemed to be startled. He looked at Ernie with a complaining expression on his face, as if blaming him for not telling him this last night.

"You'd better stop scaring him, Carlos." Ernie said angrily, "He was lying to you."

"I'm not lying." Carlos shook his head and said, "At least not the last sentence."

The three of them came to the classroom as they talked. This was their first class at Hogwarts. When they walked into the classroom, it was full of people. The little wizards were sitting in it noisily. They were very excited during the first class.

"Oh... what is that?" Ernie looked at the cat squatting on the podium and was stunned for a moment. He asked curiously: "Whose pet is this?"

"Looks like a tabby cat?" Carlos looked curiously at the cat with strange patterns around its eyes.

"I, I don't like cats..." Justin muttered and sat on the chair with Ernie, while Carlos continued to approach the podium curiously.

The tabby cat also saw the curious Carlos, but it seemed to have no interest in paying attention to Carlos. It held its head high and looked at all the students with its human eyes.

"Mimi Mimi~" Carlos reached out and meowed like a cat in a low voice. He wanted to touch this cute little animal.

But this tabby cat definitely didn't like Carlos very much. It jumped two steps to avoid Carlos' touch, and then rolled its eyes at him.

"What a fierce kitten..." Carlos said with a smile. He rummaged around and took out his wand from his pocket.

"Mmmmmmm~" He waved his wand as if using a cat teasing wand, teasing the beautiful tabby cat.

"You are so beautiful...can you let me touch you?"

"Meow!"

"Ouch..." Carlos' hand shrank quickly, and he was almost hit by the cat's claw, "Why are you so fierce..."

"Grandpa Newt said that the more individual an animal is, the smarter it is..." Carlos nodded and said, "You seem to be very smart..."

"Dingle bell~" the bell rang, but Carlos still didn't see the professor walk in.

Then why don't you just play with this kitten again?

Carlos reached out his hand again without believing anything evil, but this time it seemed that the tabby cat's endurance limit had been reached. It jumped off the podium and then stepped on Ernie's desk in the first row.

"Oh!" Justin jerked back. It was obvious that he was really afraid of the cat.

"Let it go!" he said to Ernie.

"I know, I know..." Ernie looked at the calm kitten with a headache. The cat looked at Ernie and the little wizards critically.

"I'll do it!" Carlos stretched out his hand quickly and grabbed the tabby cat by the back of its neck when it wasn't paying attention.

"Hmph..." Carlos looked at the seemingly stunned tabby cat with a happy face: "Finally caught you..." He stretched out his other hand to stroke the tabby cat that he had lifted up.

"Meow!"

The tabby cat jumped off his hand with a struggle, and then disappeared into the classroom with a jump.

"Damn it." Amidst the laughter, Carlos patted his head in annoyance, actually letting it run away like this... ugh...

While Carlos was still upset, footsteps came from outside the door. Almost the next moment everyone heard it, a serious old lady walked in.

She wore a pair of square-rimmed glasses and had a serious face under her gray hair.

"It's Professor McGonagall..." Justin whispered.

She stared at Carlos, and for some reason, Carlos felt a little murderous intent.

"Like an Australian opal eye (some kind of fire dragon) that locks onto its prey..." Carlos murmured as he watched her walk in.

"Sit down quickly, Carlos..." Ernie reminded in a low voice: "She must be the professor..."

However, Ernie's reminder seemed to be a step too late. Mag, with a serious look on his face, had already walked to Carlos and said slowly: "Mr. Emmanuel, the school bell has been ringing for a long time... Why are you still standing? it's here?"

"Oh...Professor McGonagall..." Carlos lowered his head and quickly explained: "A tabby cat just interfered with the normal teaching work..."

"I'm driving it away!"

As he spoke, Carlos raised his head and looked at Mag firmly.

I don't know if it was Carlos's illusion, but he felt that the professor's face in front of him looked even worse...

"Ten points from Hufflepuff." McGonagall said slowly, and her cold tone made Carlos shudder.

"Please sit down." She said one word at a time: "We are about to start class."

"..."

Carlos quickly sat down next to Ernie under the gaze of the little wizards. He heard Grandpa Newt say that you should never mess with women who are in a bad mood, no, not just women, females, females... the best Don't mess with them.

Watching Carlos sit down, Mag's face improved a lot... She began to slowly start teaching the little wizards.

……

"First of all, I can tell you in advance that our final exam content is to turn a teacup into a mouse..."

After listening to Mag's words, Carlos thought for a moment and muttered to Ernie: "Ernie, what do you think will happen if the rats transformed by the transfiguration spell are stewed and eaten?"

"What do you mean?" Ernie looked at Carlos in confusion: "And mice must not be delicious, right?"

"Oh, that's not important." Carlos waved his hand and said, "Think about it, it was a teacup that turned into a mouse. If he ate it... what would happen if he turned into a teacup again?"

"That's..." Before Ernie could finish speaking, he met Mag's serious eyes.

"Mr. Emmanuel, and Mr. MacMillan...what are you talking about?" Mag asked slowly.

"Um..." Before Ernie could say anything, Carlos slowly stood up and asked, "Professor McGonagall, we are discussing... if the mouse transformed from the teacup is made into food and eaten."

"Then will it turn into a teacup? If so, what state will it be in?"

Carlos' question made Mag stunned for a moment. She looked at Carlos in surprise, as if she didn't expect that he could think so deeply.

Damn it, Carlos must be taken as talking nonsense... Ernie lowered his head and did not dare to look at Mag's expression.

"Hmm..." He heard Mag's soft hum.

Professor McGonagall must be angry, right?

"A very good idea, Mr. Emmanuel." Mag's voice came, making Ernie stunned for a moment.

"Five points for Hufflepuff." McGonagall said slowly: "You two should sit down first..."

"Carlos' problem involves one of Gamp's basic transformation laws of transformation." Mag slowly explained: "First of all, we cannot turn items into food. Even if we turn buttons into food, they will It doesn’t satisfy you, it just chokes you.”

"Secondly, if you want to cook a mouse and transform it into a mouse, then as long as you change even a little bit of it, it will immediately transform back into a teacup."

Mag looked at the fascinated little wizards and continued to explain: "And if you choose to eat the mouse alive..." Her expression was a bit strange, and many of the little wizards made disgusting sounds.

"Then it will turn back into a teacup in your belly..."

"I think everyone doesn't want to have afternoon tea like this, right?"

Listening to Mag's words, the little wizards were thoughtful, and only Carlos lowered his head sadly.

He gently opened the cooking manual with his hand and looked at the vivid sniffing pictures on it. He sighed: "Mane...it seems that I can't use a teacup to make sweet and sour pork for you..."

"If you want to blame you, blame JK Luo...blame Gamp..."