Hogwarts: Where the Pokémon Are

"Come on, follow me to find out if there are any dark Pokémon in the castle!" Draco pulled Goyle. This little chubby guy also tamed a Pokémon, but it was very ordinary, a Rattata. .

As for Draco's other follower, Crabbe, if he hadn't used all the Poké Balls on the little Kirby, maybe he could have conquered a Pokémon. Whether it's a green caterpillar or something else, there is always some hope.

Although he felt sorry for his friend, Draco still had to race against time.

"But we don't have any more Poke Balls in our hands." Goyle said helplessly. Poke Balls require points to redeem. In this Hogwarts without the help of a dean of his own family, people like him probably wouldn't be able to get them. To what points.

In fact, he was lucky enough to join the club this time.

It was probably because the Ratta got dizzy and didn't break free after entering the Poké Ball.

"Step out first, understand?" Draco sighed, feeling helpless that his little friend didn't have a lot of brains. "By the time you get the points, good Pokémon will have been discovered by others. Find them first and conquer them. The chances are even greater!”

"I hope to find more evil-type and ghost-type Pokémon. There should be a lot of them in these castles. I originally wanted dragon-type Pokémon - forget it, I'm not very interested in those monsters," he said carelessly. , walks like a gangster rather than a young master of a family.

"Go to a remote place, where the probability of these two Pokémon appearing is highest."

The two of them walked to the basement together. In the original Hogwarts, Slytherin's dormitory, potions classroom and dungeon were all in the basement.

In fact, Hufflepuff's common room is also underground, but the snakes and badgers are not that easy to deal with.

"Let me see what's in the basement here? No dormitory? Dumbledore of this school really has no taste - the basement is so nice, warm in winter and cool in summer!" Draco couldn't help complaining, "Of course, ours Dumbledore is not very smart. He actually openly admitted that his magic power is no longer as good as Voldemort's. He is obviously old. I hope that Dean Snape or Professor Xia Lin can be the headmaster. What do you think?"

As he walked, he picked up his wand and used a fluorescent flash. The light in the basement is much stronger.

Draco found that this place didn't look like a place where people could live, but rather like a semi-artificially developed cave. Several Rattata in the gutter were disturbed by the light and hurriedly hid in the darkness.

Gore followed him and said fearfully: "But, how dare you call the mysterious man by his name? He is not dead yet."

"So what?" Draco said nonchalantly, "He is a lost dog now! I admit that I used to admire him. He is pure-blood supreme and he is indeed handsome. But Professor Xia Lin has made his secret public. He is just a mixed-race. That’s it. He’s a mixed race, but he steps on our heads. It’s a complete contradiction.

"Now, I would rather believe what Professor Xia Lin said, bloodline is not important at all, ability is the most important! My father also agrees with this now. You probably don't know that he and Professor Xia Lin have a close relationship! Even I, I also received special care from the professor last year. He told me what real glory is, which benefited me a lot!" Draco said proudly, "Maybe he regards me as his favorite student."

The two of them talked as they walked deeper. Draco was basically the one doing all the talking, and Goyle only responded once or twice.

But he really wanted to say that Professor Xia Lin's favorite disciple should be Neville.

"I guess you must be thinking that Neville Longbottom is Professor Charlene's heir!" Draco said what was in his heart.

Goyle nodded subconsciously, but soon felt Draco's fierce gaze in the dark, and quickly shook his fat head. Draco then continued to look forward with satisfaction.

"Neville Longbottom, I admit that he is much better now than before, but do you think what did he learn from the professor? Magic? Pokémon knowledge? No! He is just practicing swordsmanship! It's really interesting. Could it be that he Are you going to perform the combo yourself? He didn't even join the club until this year!" Draco said disdainfully.

In fact, he was not that disdainful of Neville. After all, the fat man saved his life in the Forbidden Forest last year. Although Draco didn't want to admit it, the fact was that Neville was really starting to get better.

"Do you think he is qualified to be the professor's favorite disciple?" Draco asked.

Gall immediately shook his head.

"So, I'm the only one who was born in Slytherin - what is that?" As soon as Draco said something exciting, a dark shadow flashed before his eyes. But the light in the cave underground was too dark, and he didn't see clearly.

"Could it be a Rattata?" Gower said stupidly.

"I'm not going to scream about a Rattata!" Draco's eyes were like knives gouging Goyle's face, and then he began to try to recall the general outline of the shadow.

"It has two faces! A pair of red eyes! It looks very evil!" The more he recalled it, the paler his face became. "It's definitely a ghost! We have to find it!"

As he spoke, the fear in his heart was suppressed by desire.

He really wanted to get a second Pokémon. Originally he had a pickpocket cat, but not only did it not obey his orders, but it also liked to stay by his mother's side. So Draco simply gave it to his mother.

Draco, who now only has one Arbor snake, is very envious of Harry Potter and his friends.

Those three people all have three or more Pokémon.

He rushed forward quickly, the light on the wand was very weak, flickering like a candle in the wind.

"Wait for me!" Goyle followed in panic, but Draco ignored him. Soon, his fat body couldn't keep up with Draco's pace. At a certain rocky corner, I was completely separated from Draco.

"Draco!"

"Laco..."

"division……"

His call echoed in the cave, and his voice became more and more erratic, slowly turning into the wail of a ghost.

Gore felt a little cold inexplicably and curled up his neck.

——

"Where is it? Goyle, did you see—Goyle?"

When Draco turned around, there was nothing but darkness behind him.

He felt as if his heart had been pinched all of a sudden, and even beating became very difficult. However, the sound in his chest became stronger and stronger.

He is no longer in the mood to think about this Pokémon. As long as he can go back, it is better than anything else!

The cave is so damp, there must be traces left behind.

"It's okay - just return along the same route." He pointed the glowing wand at the loop, trying to find the footprints he had just left.

The next moment, there was a sound of gasping.

call--

The wand's light went out like a spark.