People are in Hogwarts, start summoning Tailu beast

Christmas day passed in a dull way.

In the afternoon, Carl made a special trip to Hagrid's cabin and personally delivered him a new quilt. He also helped Hagrid recycle his old, worn-out quilt.

In the evening, a sumptuous dinner was held in Hogwarts as usual, including a hundred fat roast turkeys, piles of roasted meats and boiled potatoes, large plates of delicious sausages, bowls of peas mixed with butter, and bowls of buttered peas. Dish after dish of thick and thick meat marinade and lingonberry sauce.

Every few steps along the dining table, there are piles of wizard packets and firecrackers!

During this holiday season, the old bat who received a set of "jk skirts" customized by Carl overnight as a Christmas gift no longer looked at Carl coldly.

Well, as for the size of the skirt...

I know everything!

……

The day after Christmas, Carl and Bichumon came to Dumbledore's office early, and Dumbledore hadn't even gotten up yet.

"Oh, child, disturbing an old man's rest is not what a young gentleman should do!" Dumbledore rubbed his eyes as he walked out of the lounge, still wearing the pink printed pajamas.

"Who says I'm not a gentleman!" Karl protested strongly: "Whoever dares to say I'm not a gentleman, I'll just put her in bed!"

"Persuade? Okay... As long as you don't take action!" Old Dengtou muttered, not noticing that the two people were talking about different things.

"Wait a minute, I'll change some clothes first, and then we'll set off!"

After Dumbledore finished speaking, he returned to the lounge. After a while, he changed his clothes and walked out with a bag in hand. He once again resumed his demeanor of interrogating "the greatest white wizard of this century".

"By the way, Nico also likes cockroaches very much. Do you mind if I use the Christmas gift you gave me to him as a visiting gift?"

"Of course!" Karl showed his white teeth and smiled brightly.

……

Nicomel lives in a small bungalow on the outskirts of Paris. This kind of cross-travel cannot be reached through Floo powder, and can only be reached using a portkey.

Carl swore that no one would like this terrible taste. It was like stuffing a person into a crowded pipe, then throwing him around in a washing machine, and finally being squeezed out of the pipe.

Karl, who has never been car sick, felt that just once, he started to get sick with the door key.

As for the bhikkhu beast on the side, he had already begun to retching!

Before arriving, Carl asked several Digimon, but except for Bhikkhumon, no one was interested in alchemy.

"We're here!" Dumbledore, who has lived for more than 100 years, has long been used to this. After being teleported, Dumbledore didn't blush or breath.

"This small western-style building has been cast under a loyalty spell. Unless Nico sends an invitation, no one can discover this place!"

"Come on, let's go in first. Nico should be up by now. The most common complaint he has written to me recently is insomnia."

The two of them, plus a monk who had just recovered a little, pushed the door open and walked in. Nicomel and his wife, Perenelle, had just had breakfast and were drinking black tea.

"Good morning, Albus, I'm so lucky to see you on the second day of Christmas. You must have brought me good news, right?"

Nicomel and his wife were already extremely old. While the Philosopher's Stone brought them a long life, it could not stop the aging of their bodies.

Perhaps this is a side effect of immortality. Equivalent substitution is the most basic law of the world!

"Of course, I brought you the heir you wanted!"

"Introducing Carl, the best student at Hogwarts for thousands of years!" Dumbledore patted Carl on the shoulder: "And that is his summoned beast, the Bhikkhu Beast, which is also a great phoenix! "

"Hello, Grandpa Nico!" Karl greeted obediently.

"Hello!" Bhikkhumon also said at the same time.

"Oh, the talking summoned beast, this child...I remember, he must be a child of the Mag family. I seem to have seen him in the newspaper!" Nico looked at the Bichumon in shock at first, and then kindly He said: "Sit down quickly, don't be restrained, I like children, and I will introduce you to a little friend later!"

"Old man, are you in good condition? I mean your heart or something." Dumbledore asked tentatively after a few people sat down. He thought that if Nico was not in good condition, he would find a reason to kill Carl. Take it back again.

Don't let the legendary alchemist who lived for more than 800 years end up being pissed to death by a naughty kid.

"Of course, I kept a part of the elixir, although my body function is terrible, and my sense of taste and smell are severely degraded..." Nico replied with a chuckle, showing the few remaining teeth.

"Then you will definitely like the gift I brought you, the pile of cockroaches, a dessert we all like!" Dumbledore blinked, opened his pocket, and piled the cockroaches on the table.

"That's really..." Nicomel's eyes lit up, but before he finished speaking, he was severely interrupted by Mrs. Perenelle who came out of the kitchen to get the tea set.

"Nico, do you want your last few teeth to leave your gums?"

"Don't be like this, Perenelle, we don't have a few days to live anyway, right? Who knows if there are any desserts in the world on the other side!"

Hearing Nicole Mele talk about the world after death, Perenel was silent for a moment, then sat on the sofa and compromised.

"Okay, whatever you want!"

"Thank you!" Nico gently took Perenel's hand, and a vague sour smell began to fill the air.

The kind that has been fermented for 800 years!

"To be honest, this is the only dessert that can stimulate my taste buds now!" Nico smiled and picked up a pile of cockroaches and put it into his mouth, closing his eyes and tasting it like intoxication.

"Oh, this taste is a bit unique..."

"I have never eaten cockroaches with this flavor. It has a bit of rotten sour taste, like a real cockroach. Has the company that produces cockroaches also followed the example of Bido's flavored beans and made them have different flavors?"

"Yes, it smells like cockroaches..." Dumbledore, who was also tasting the pile of cockroaches, responded subconsciously. Halfway through his words, he suddenly realized something was wrong and his eyes widened suddenly.

Nico Mele in front of him also reacted!

Two old men with a combined age of over 900 looked at each other!

quiet!

"Professor Dumbledore, have you finally done it? You said before that you wanted to make a pile of cockroaches that smell like cockroaches!" A certain naughty kid looked at Old Deng with admiration on his face.

【drop!Congratulations to the host for feeding Nico Mele cockroaches. The host will be rewarded with 20 plot points! 】

Dumbledore: "???"

"No, Nico, this...you..."

"This gift is actually..."

Dumbledore was speechless. He didn't know how to tell his old friend that this gift was actually a Christmas gift given to him by a naughty kid yesterday. He wanted to save trouble and even packed the bag. I brought it here without changing it!

What he said seemed a bit unkind, but what he didn't say...

You want me, an old man over 100 years old, to carry such a big blame for you?