Hogwarts Fantastic Beasts in the Stomach

Night came quickly, and Carlos felt that he had not played anything before the dark night sky suddenly appeared, accompanied by a little moonlight.

Time flies so fast!

Carlos pulled Ron beside him who was still scaring others and said, "It's almost dinner time, and Principal Dumbledore has arranged a performance."

His reminder made Ron recover from the role-playing of the troll. He nodded quickly and said: "You are right, I almost forgot!"

Ron held a large bag of candies in his hand, including some belonging to Carlos and some belonging to him, but Ron felt that most of them should belong to him.

One person and one dragon walked together like this, slowly walking towards the auditorium. Many little wizards were walking there along the way, and even Carlos saw many other little wizards pretending to be ghosts.

For example, several Gryffindor students used bedsheets to dress up as ghosts, and then continued to scare the students who passed by them.

Standing next to the auditorium were two little wizards dressed as red hats. These were dark creatures that were four times dangerous. Their favorite thing was to hide on the roadside and smash passing wizards with bone sticks.

I have to say, Carlos thinks they look pretty similar, at least they look hungry to him.

I wonder if red hats would be delicious when made into barbecue?

Once he started thinking, Carlos's thoughts began to diverge rapidly. It can only be said that the little wizard's mind has full imagination, and coupled with a vivid cookbook, his imagination will become unlimited.

While watching the excitement, Carlos and Ron finally arrived at the auditorium. The place was full of Halloween atmosphere, with huge jack-o'-lanterns floating in the air, replacing the previous ones.

The chairs were also changed into pumpkin shapes, which looked like they had just been taken from Hagrid's vegetable patch.

"Pfft."

Carlos and Ron plopped down on the Gryffindor table, and then began to poke their heads around to find their friend Harry.

You know, Harry didn't show up all afternoon.

"Did you see him?" Carlos looked at Ron and said, "Is something going to happen to him?"

"There shouldn't be, right?" Ron shook his head: "How about I take a look at the dormitory?"

"This is taking too long." Carlos immediately shook his head. He immediately lowered his head and looked at Mane on his shoulder and said, "Mane, go and see if Harry is in the dormitory."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu?" When Xiu Xiu asked him to work, he immediately jumped up and hit Carlos' dragon head hard.

Its meaning is obvious, it doesn't go.

"Don't be like this Mane." Carlos thought for a moment and said, "I heard that Harry has a lot of Galleons in his dormitory."

"If it's a little less, he might also find out..." Before Carlos could finish his words, he heard Mane's cry of joy, and he whimpered while quickly getting under the table.

"Carlos, are you teaching him to steal?" Hermione, who had just sat down, glared at Carlos: "You have to know that you can't give magical animals a bad image..."

"Don't worry Hermione." Carlos explained: "How could there be Galleons in Harry's dormitory... I asked Mane to hurry up and help."

"You have to know that only money can drive it." Carlos said as he took out a Sickle from under the dragon's butt: "This is its real reward."

"..." Hermione was stunned for a moment, and then shook her head helplessly. It was obvious that she was a little speechless about Carlos's method of squeezing magical animals...

As the seats around him filled up, Carlos suddenly realized something: "I'm not a Gryffindor student!" He stood up and looked at Ron: "I'm Hufflepah..."

"Please be quiet!" Professor McGonagall suddenly interrupted Carlos. She was standing on the high platform wearing a pumpkin hat and a purple robe.

She looks very Halloweeny, too.

"Please be quiet and sit down." She looked around and said, "Principal Dumbledore has a few words he would like to talk to you."

"This is embarrassing..." Carlos couldn't run to Hufflepuff like a big dragon in this situation, so he had no choice but to sit at the Gryffindor table.

"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen." Dumbledore also walked up wearing a weird bat hat, with a pair of small bat wings behind him.

Apparently this is his Halloween costume, maybe a bat?Or a magical animal or something?

But Carlos thought he didn't seem to have that appetite.

Before Carlos could think about it for long, he heard violent applause. He quickly woke up and slapped his dragon claws.

Along with the applause, the jack-o-lanterns in the auditorium suddenly went out in an instant. With Carlos' surprised expression, the door of the auditorium was gently pushed open.

"What is this?" he asked in a low voice.

"This is the band invited by Principal Dumbledore." Ron thought thoughtfully and said, "What does it seem to be called Gala Gala?"

"Gala Gala?" Carlos was stunned for a moment, but when he saw the skeleton leg walking into the auditorium, he knew why it was called Gala Gala.

This is a skeleton band.

Of course, Carlos discovered that even though the Skeleton Band was not entirely skeletons, look at the two people following them, weren't they wizards?

Of course, the two wizards were also dressed like skeletons, at least the clothes they wore had bones printed on them.

"Principal Dumbledore." The leader of the skeleton lowered his head slightly and said to Dumbledore: "I wonder if you like our new member?"

"Of course, Mr. Gala." Dumbledore smiled and clapped: "Please start your performance."

As soon as Dumbledore spoke, the Gala Band immediately started dancing, making rhythmic rattles and singing loudly at the same time.

It's just that the songs they sang were a bit ugly... Carlos felt like he was attending a funeral. Last time, a Moon-Crazy Beast died, and Newt buried it under this kind of music.

"It seems... Principal Dumbledore's taste is a bit unique..." Ron couldn't adapt to this style for a while. He shook his head and picked up a sausage on the table.

He still cares more about eating than performing.

But Hermione next to him was different. She was holding a notebook and recording something. Carlos could still roughly see through the gap...Hermione seemed to be memorizing lyrics.

Isn't this a bit of a bad taste?

Carlos shook his head, but looking at the darkness around him, he felt that his chance had come, and it was time for him to return to the Hufflepuff camp... After all, he shouldn't have left Ernie and Justin there.

With this in mind, Carlos slowly stood up and squatted down in the darkness. He was ready to run directly from the right to the left under the black cover.