Hogwarts Fantastic Beasts in the Stomach

"Principal Dumbledore, this is what happened!" Carlos looked nervously at the old man in front of him, with Luo Lizard and Mane stained on his shoulders.

Everyone looked very excited when they sniffed the lizard.

Looking at Carlos's appearance, Dumbledore was stunned for a moment and then shook his head with a smile: "Carlos, are you the only one who knows about this?"

"That's right!" Carlos nodded immediately: "After Mane saw it last night, I came over immediately!"

Dumbledore raised his eyebrows, then took a sip of the honey tea on the table, then stroked his long beard and said, "Don't be too nervous."

"Principal! He must want to take something away!" Carlos said quickly: "Maybe it's galleons, treasures, or some magical animals!"

Dumbledore laughed after hearing what Carlos said, and handed a honey candy to Carlos.

"Headmaster?" Carlos looked at Dumbledore suspiciously. He was not as suddenly enlightened as he imagined, nor was he excited or took action immediately.

On the contrary, Dumbledore acted extremely calmly... so calm that he even sat on the chair.

"Carlos, sometimes you are too nervous." Dumbledore said again, with a smile on his face: "Professor Quirrell is one of the people responsible for guarding the treasure. I was the one who photographed him last night. "

"Huh?!" Carlos showed an expression of disbelief: "But he... looks..."

"Because I don't want too many people to know about this." Dumbledore raised his lips and said, "Carlos, you won't tell others, right?"

"Um...of course...of course." Carlos didn't turn around. He thought he had found the real murderer behind the scenes, but...seeing what Dumbledore meant, why did it seem like the murderer was someone else?

"He is helping Hogwarts perform a secret mission." Dumbledore opened the curtains of the principal's office, looked at the black lake and said casually: "You'd better not disturb Professor Quirrell."

"Okay, okay..." Carlos scratched his head. He always felt weird. Could a very questionable thing end in such an anticlimactic manner?

"Woooo?"

"Hiss?"

Even Mane and Luo Yi looked puzzled.

Especially Mane, Carlos promised that if the old man with the white beard gave him any reward, he would give him half of it!

Looking at it now... this old man with a white beard is so stingy!

Seeing Carlos's troubled look, Dumbledore laughed, and he waved his wand gently as if he knew what Carlos was thinking.

A small box flew out from the corner.

"Carlos, although you are looking in the wrong direction, your brave spirit still deserves encouragement." With that said, Dumbledore put the box on the table.

This box is not big and not very heavy. It seems to be very light.

"What is this?" Carlos asked curiously, "Gallon?"

"Of course not." Dumbledore blinked: "There is an egg inside."

Dumbledore lowered his head under Carlos's surprised eyes: "I know you have been working on some strange things recently... maybe it can be of some help to you."

"Ah!" Carlos was so excited that he immediately hugged the box and said happily: "Long live Principal Dumbledore! Long live Principal Dumbledore!"

"Hahahaha..." Dumbledore laughed. He patted the happy Carlos on the head and said, "Okay, let's go, I still have things to deal with."

"Okay principal!" Carlos nodded immediately. He couldn't wait to pick up the small box and ran out. You know, there was an evil bird egg inside!

Carlos is ready to learn how to make egg custard!

This is his newfound dish!

Seeing Carlos leave happily, Dumbledore also laughed. He shook his head and put the letter from Nicolas Flamel on the table into the drawer.

He didn't want Carlos to find out that the egg was actually sent to him by Nicoléme.

"Albus, why did you lie to that child?" Principal Dippet who was hanging on the wall spoke. Although it sounded a bit perceptive, he was indeed hung on the wall.

"Dippet... Quirrell is in danger." Dumbledore said slowly.

"And Carlos is very curious." Dumbledore took a sip of honey tea and said, "He will put himself in danger."

"Then why not just capture Quirrell?" Another principal asked: "He is the most unstable factor in Hogwarts."

Listening to his question, Dumbledore was silent for a few seconds and then said: "Because I know first who is behind him."

"Do you suspect it's him?" Dippet frowned and said, "He has already..."

"He is dead." Dumbledore received: "But... it won't be that simple."

Dumbledore's words silenced everyone, and they were reluctant to believe it.

…………

In the corridor outside the principal's office, Quirrell happened to be passing by in a bad mood.

He lowered his head and clutched the wand in his sleeve at all times. Although he had completely restored the level that he had destroyed, he could not guarantee whether Dumbledore might know about it...

After all, he had transferred the magic stone in advance...

This put Quirrell in a bad mood... and also put the person inside him in a bad mood.

"You're such a loser, Quirrell!"

Quirrell shook his head when he thought of this. He had to find the Philosopher's Stone... no matter where it was!

"Professor Quirrell?" Carlos happened to walk out of the principal's office carrying a small box. He felt a little strange when he saw Quirrell with a decadent look on his face.

He was about to ask out of curiosity when he suddenly thought of what Principal Dumbledore had said. Professor Quirrell was busy with something recently... Maybe he shouldn't disturb him?

Thinking of this, he just smiled hastily and left.

Seeing Carlos leave in a hurry, Quirrell suddenly frowned... Carlos must have just come out of the principal's office... Then, he was carrying another small box...

Quirrell looked at the small box and had a bad feeling for a moment.

But when he thought about it again, he felt it was a bit ridiculous.

Giving the Philosopher's Stone to a child for safekeeping?

This is a bit weird...

But when he thought that Dumbledore had predicted in advance where he was going to find the Philosopher's Stone, there was a lingering shadow in Quirrell's heart.

What if... what if he really does this...

Quirrell frowned. It seemed that he needed to investigate this child... Newt's adopted grandson, and the guy who repeatedly ruined his good deeds...

Dumbledore, Dumbledore...you can't fool me this time.