Hogwarts Fantastic Beasts in the Stomach

"Unlucky, unlucky, unlucky..." Carlos lay on the ground with a towel, muttering as he wiped the floor. Next to him, Mane also held a towel and slowly twisted back and forth on the ground.

"It's all your fault, Mane... I have to clean the utility room floor at night..." Carlos couldn't help complaining to Xiu Xiu next to him.

If it hadn't provoked Professor Snape... would he have been in such pain?

Looking at the huge room in front of him, Carlos couldn't help but cover his head...

"I'm so tired..." Carlos sighed, sat down on the ground, and threw the towel aside. "Take a rest, Mane, can you take a rest too?"

"Woo." Mane raised his head and waved his arms. It seemed to have been resting for a long time.

"Damn it!" Carlos couldn't help but mention Mane with one hand: "Have you been slacking off?"

"You lazy Sniff!" Carlos flicked Mane's head hard, then held him in his arms and rubbed him angrily.

"Woooooooo!" Mane struggled to run out, but it was obvious that its strength was still too small for a two-legged beast.

After rubbing Mane vigorously, Carlos felt that his mood was much better. He stood up and began to take a good look at the utility room.

There were a lot of things piled up in the utility room. Carlos lay beside a display window and looked at the things inside curiously.

"Look at this, Mane." Carlos said, pointing to the small trophy in the window: "Quidditch trophy."

"Woo?" Mane looked at Carlos in confusion. It was obvious that he didn't know what Quidditch was.

"Quidditch, Quidditch is..." Carlos thought for a while and said, "It's a bit like the football played by Muggles!"

"It's just that the gameplay is a bit wizardry." Carlos thought carefully. He didn't seem to know what Quidditch was, because Grandma Tina and Grandpa Newt didn't seem to like this barbaric sport at all.

"Woo?" Mane's doubts were still not dispelled.

"No, no, no!" Carlos shook his head and rejected Mane's guess: "They will definitely not play with wooden sticks."

"You're talking about Muggle baseball." Carlos said, "Quidditch must be played the wizard's way!"

"Look, there are batters here. What is a batter?" Carlos pointed to the small words on the trophy and said, "It must be the player who attacks the ball with a wand."

"As long as he hits the ball, he can score..." Carlos thought for a moment and said, "Then if he hits the ball, he will need a seeker."

"If the ball breaks, the seeker will find a new ball. This is the role of the seeker." Carlos explained to the confused Xiuxiu seriously: "Think about how tired this person must be. Ah, serving six people…”

"No wonder it's a barbaric sport."

"Whoa? Whoa!" Mane pointed at the chaser and asked in confusion.

"Chasers..." Carlos rubbed his head and thought for a while and said, "You have to know that the Quidditch ball can fly, and the Chasers must limit the movement of the ball."

"Then it becomes easier for the batsmen to attack it."

"Wow?"

"Of course it's true. I've watched several Quidditch games." Carlos patted himself and said, "And I also have my favorite team."

"Woooo?"

"Of course Royal Transylvania!"

The muttering between the two became louder and louder, naturally attracting some uninvited guests.

"Squeak." Suddenly, the door of the utility room was pushed open. The sound startled Carlos and Mane, and they quickly turned their heads to look. Carlos was surprised to find that there was a man standing there. little things.

"What is that?" Carlos pulled out his wand and asked, "Mane, go and have a look!"

"Woo!" Mane quickly got into Carlos's robe, put his two paws on the edge of the pocket, and then only his head was exposed.

"You coward..." Carlos said Mane, and he didn't dare to step forward. He carefully looked at the little thing standing motionless at the door and then softly called out: "You are what?"

"Squeak!" The little thing made a sound similar to that of a mouse. This strange cry made Carlos take a step back subconsciously.

"Maybe it's a dangerous magical animal?" Carlos whispered: "Mane, if you catch it, I won't make sweet and sour pork with you..."

"Woo!" Mane shook his head and shrank it back into his pocket.

"..." Carlos looked at the animal in silence, and then whispered: "Who are you?"

"Squeak!"

Carlos heard clearly now, but what the animal said made him stunned for a moment.

"What is Fantastic Beast Boy?" Carlos asked dissatisfiedly: "You guy... you are so rude!"

"Squeak?" The animal finally revealed its appearance, and it turned out to be a squirrel. The squirrel looked at Carlos in surprise, as if he didn't expect that Carlos could actually understand what it said.

"Of course I can understand it!" Carlos said, "I can even speak it..."

"Squeak! Squeak!" The squirrel took a few steps back, then ran out quickly and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Hey! Don't run!" Carlos quickly chased after him, but it was a pity that when he ran out of the utility room, the weird squirrel had disappeared.

Carlos lowered his body and looked at the floor carefully. Sure enough, he saw squirrel footprints on the floor.

"Mane, look at this footprint... This is definitely not an ordinary squirrel!" Carlos said: "The largest squirrel is the Malabar giant squirrel..."

"But this squirrel's footprints are much bigger than those of a giant squirrel!"

"Woo?" Mane looked at Carlos in confusion.

"Yes, you are right...it may be a magical animal!" Carlos nodded and said, "And it is a magical animal that has never been discovered!"

"That is to say..."

"Woooo!" Mane looked at Carlos excitedly.

"In other words, we can develop a new dish!" Carlos said while holding Mane: "A brand new dish than sweet and sour pork and braised meatballs!"

"We will become culinary legends in the wizarding world!"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Mane's expression was full of doubts, and he looked at Carlos with a little incomprehension and deep fear.

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"Huh..." Albion let out a long breath. He didn't expect that the boy could actually understand animals... but fortunately, he didn't say anything that would expose himself, otherwise it would be embarrassing.

Yes, that squirrel just now was him, and he was an illegal Animagus.

He originally wanted to explore Hogwarts in his squirrel form, but unexpectedly he met the Scamander boy.

Of course, what he didn't expect even more was that the boy had the talent of being able to understand animals.

No wonder, no wonder Newt adopted him.

This old guy with ulterior motives... even wants to take advantage of children... Wait, his behavior of preparing to harm children doesn't seem to be noble at all?

No, no!

Albion shook his head and straightened his neat mustache and clothes. All his actions were for the greater good!

I am not a psychopathic guy like Newt...

But I should be more careful. At least I can’t let the child hear what I said when I turned into an animal...

However, since he likes animals so much... maybe he can also use the squirrel's Animagus form to get close to him...

Thinking of this, Albion nodded slightly, and that was it.

He had no idea what kind of horror his decision would cause him to encounter.