Hogwarts Fantastic Beasts in the Stomach

In the early morning, the sun shone on Newt's hut, and penetrated through the gaps on the second floor and shone on several Bowtruckles. By the way, a ray of sunshine shone on Mane, who was sleeping soundly.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Mane touched his belly as if he was yawning. He ate well last night, and the delicious peas made his belly bulging.

However, it had not long yawned before its horrible, abominable and outrageous owner arrived.

Well, the above are all Mane's own thoughts.

"Mane, good morning!" Carlos smiled and lifted Mane's calf: "We are all awake, why don't you move?"

"Woo, ow!" Mane struggled to grab Carlos' hand, and then bit Carlos angrily.

"Ouch!" Carlos waved his hand and said, "Why do you mean I'm keeping you awake?"

"Didn't you eat too many peas last night and couldn't sleep?" Carlos said, picking up the pillow and hitting Mane hard on the head.

"Woo!" Mane was buried under the pillow and made an angry voice.

"Hmph, if you don't apologize, I won't let you out." Carlos put his face close to the pillow and said viciously: "Yesterday's Daily Prophet mentioned a cooking method that I have never heard of.

"It seems to be called something... beggar's chicken..."

"Woooooo!"

"Hmph, the more you struggle, the more interested I am!"

"I want……"

"Ahem." Tina coughed at the door, interrupting Mane and Carlos' play: "Take care of yourself, we have guests coming today."

"Guest?" Carlos was stunned for a moment: "Who is it?"

"Is it Grandpa Jacob?" Carlos guessed, "Or is it Grandpa Theseus?"

"None of them..." Tina sat beside Carlos' bed and said slowly: "Mr. Flamel."

"Mr. Flamel?" Carlos looked at Tina in confusion. He had no idea who this was. Is he a chef who was good at cooking?Or is it a scholar who also studies magical animals?

Mainly, Grandpa Newt's friends... Carlos felt that this range was almost pitifully small, because over the years, Carlos had never seen more than two hands of Newt's friends...

"Mr. Nico Flamel," Tina said, helping to take Manet off his shoulders: "He invented the Philosopher's Stone."

"The Philosopher's Stone?!" Carlos said thoughtfully, "Is it the stone that can bring the dead back to life?"

"That's the Resurrection Stone." Tina smiled and shook her head, then bent down and kissed Carlos' forehead: "Merry Christmas, Carlos."

"Grandma Tina, Merry Christmas to you too!" Carlos smiled and picked up Mane: "Merry Christmas to Mane too!"

"Woooooo!"

"No swearing!"

After breakfast, Carlos put on his little brown trench coat, which was a Christmas gift from Newt's friend, Grandpa Jacob.

It is said that this is the most fashionable clothing in the Muggle world recently.

Yeah, but Tina said Muggles wore that way decades ago.

At least Newt felt a little nostalgic looking at the trench coat.

"Bang bang bang." Just as Carlos got dressed and took care of himself, there was a knock on Newt's door.

At the same time, a weak voice came: "Ahem, Newt?"

"Come on, come on." Newt nodded slightly, then put the cat on his lap on the ground: "I'll catch fleas for you later, Alf..."

"Meow~" Carlos heard what Alf meant. He hoped Newt could buy him a brush.

"Click." Just as Carlos was deciphering the cat language, the door was pushed open.

"Newt!" A hoarse voice came from the door, and Nicoléme seemed to be hugging Newt.

"Please come in..." Newt nodded, then helped him in.

Nicoléme walked into the living room slowly. He looked at Carlos who was standing there upright and smiled.

"You are Carlos, right?" He said, getting close to Carlos and touching Carlos' head with his almost bone-less hand.

"Gudong." Carlos swallowed. I have to say that Nicoléme's appearance was a bit too scary... His whole body was covered with wrinkles, and he was as skinny as a talking skeleton. This terrifying image straight out of a Muggle movie did scare Carlos a little.

"Don't be afraid..." Nicoléme shook his head with a smile, and then focused on Mane: "Lovely Xiu Xiu..."

"Do it quickly, Mr. Flamel." Tina said to Nicole Flamel, and she pulled out a chair for this old man who was over...nearly a thousand years old.

"It seems like it's been a while since I came here last..." Nicoléme said in retrospect.

"It's been about a few decades, right?" Tina said with a smile, "It's been a long time."

"Yeah...that's right...it's been a long time." Nicoléme nodded and woke up. He tremblingly picked up the small cup handed over by Tina and took a sip of the tea inside.

"Grandpa Flamel, you invented the Philosopher's Stone, right?" Seeing that Nico Flamel seemed to have nothing to say, Carlos quickly asked his question: "Can you really live forever?"

"Of course..." Nicoléme nodded: "But it can only live forever..." He glanced at his body: "I don't see that I am not old..."

"It's amazing..." Carlos nodded slightly, even immortality shocked him.

"Alchemy is as interesting as magical beasts." Nicoléme said, shaking his head and chatting with Newt.

The two of them chatted very lively, one about the new magical animals in Paris, the other about the American thunderbirds, and of course, Dumbledore.

"Dumbledore seems to have been in a lot of trouble recently." Nicolas Flamel said casually: "It seems that some strange people have entered Hogwarts."

"Strange person..." Carlos muttered while sitting at the dining table and looked at Nicoléme. Could he be talking about Professor Rozier?Or those two dangerous guys?

"Well..." Newt also nodded: "I, I went to Hogwarts before..."

"Because of Carlos..."

"..." Nicoléme nodded hesitantly and then said, "Is it the Wu Cui Party?"

"They are the only ones who have such thoughts, right?"

"Hmm..." Newt nodded: "But Dumbledore will stop them..."

"Okay, okay, dinner is ready..." Tina's voice came from the kitchen, interrupting the two's discussion about Hogwarts, and also interrupted Carlos' little idea of ​​eavesdropping.

"Well...it's not appropriate to say too much." Nicoléme looked at Carlos and nodded: "After all, there is a child here..."

"By the way...Carlos." Tina sat down and looked at Carlos, as if she had something in mind: "I heard Principal Dumbledore say...you have been studying potions recently, right?"

"Hmm..." Carlos was stunned for a moment, then nodded slightly. He actually wanted to correct it, that was magic cooking.

"Potion?" Nicoléme seemed to be interested when he heard this: "Do you have any problems... Maybe I can guide you..."