The Plane Merchant of Hogwarts

Rolf helplessly took out the steaks and roast chickens that he secretly plundered from the kitchen. The wanton smell made Fat Tiger's eyes go straight.

Isn’t this too fragrant? It’s been a long time since I’ve eaten barbecue that I thought so much about! This meat is much more delicious than the meat cooked in the village!

He broke free and jumped out of Rolf's hands, then pounced on the fragrant roast chicken.

Even though its small body seems to be only as big as a basketball, its appetite is really big and it has already eaten three of Rolf's roast chickens.

In fact, he had wronged Fat Tiger. Anyone else who had been hungry for several days would probably gobble it up like this, right?

In the past, when caravans came to the village to exchange for medicinal materials, he could still pretend to be pitiful and eat a few mouthfuls of meat. Since the war started, everyone has no food to eat. Who can still have enough food to help him?

After he had eaten and drank enough, he could be seen patting his belly with one paw, and extending his nails with one paw to shave his teeth leisurely, so leisurely.

Rolf also heard him sigh: "Life! This is the life I should live."

Rolf went up and slapped him on the back of the head again. He didn't know who he learned this from. Why did he look so like a bandit leader?

Seeing his greasy little paws rubbing his belly, Rolf suddenly felt a chill. Just when he was holding him...

Hey! Rolf couldn't help but feel chills when he thought of that dirty scene. He quickly used the Water Snake Technique to clean himself first, and then quickly changed his clothes.

Then, the originally chubby Fat Tiger was suddenly splashed with cold water, and his swollen hair instantly deflated, revealing his thin little body.

Rolf gritted his teeth and said: "From now on, you have to take a shower every day, and you are not allowed to rub your hands around after eating, otherwise I won't give you food!"

Fat Tiger nodded in confusion, and then he was still confused and couldn't figure out what happened.

Rolf took out his staff and gave Fat Tiger a clean blow, and then he saw that the hair that was still dripping suddenly swelled up again.

This magic is really useful for cleaning, but Rolf didn't want to have to wipe his hands like a mother every time he finished eating, so he decided to let him learn this magic by himself.

So, he took out the book of knowledge again, flipped through it and found a page that was as clean as new, ready to tear it out and teach the red panda.

But after the light spots dissipated, Rolf asked Fat Hu to try it himself, and he discovered that Fat Hu could not use this magic, and there was no magic power in his body at all.

Rolf had no choice but to tear out the page of the meditation method again and give it to him. Then he told him to practice well and then went back to sleep with him in his arms.

I have never had the opportunity to use the Book of Knowledge before, but who knew I would actually use it on Fat Tiger three times tonight.

He originally wanted to take Fat Tiger into the pasture, but when he thought about it, the system would probably give him a space full of bamboos, right?

If that were the case, Fat Tiger would probably be pissed off when he saw the bamboos around him. I worked so hard across the world just to eat bamboo in a different place?

So in order not to have to work hard to feed him every day, Rolf just kept the red panda by his side. Anyway, pets are allowed in Hogwarts.

But this decision made Fat Tiger both painful and happy. Although he was happy to be able to eat meat every day, he also had to endure the passionate kisses of the little witches at Hogwarts.

"When did you bring a bear into Hogwarts? He is quite cute, can I pet him?" During breakfast, Rolf carried the fat tiger directly to the restaurant and let him serve with him.

Cedric, who was traveling with him, was very surprised when he saw Fat Tiger. After all, Rolf had never taken a pet school before.

"Well, my grandparents are going out recently, so they entrusted this red panda to me. You can touch it as you like." Rolf said casually while handing the fat tiger to Cedric.

Fat Tiger was being ravaged by Cedric in his arms, his expression was extremely bad, I don’t like males!

But when they entered the restaurant, all the little witches on the long table seemed to have exploded and screamed in surprise.

Some of the boys who had lowered their heads before eating raised their heads in confusion, a little overwhelmed by the exclamations of the little witches.

"Oh my God, Rolf, he is so cute! Can I hug him?" The little Hufflepuff witches who knew Rolf well surrounded Rolf.

Rolf felt a little frightened when he saw Fat Tiger causing such a big fuss. He had completely underestimated the attractiveness of this little guy and would not have brought him out if he had known better.

Rolf smiled coyly and wanted to refuse, but Uncle Fat Tiger said: "Quick! Give me to them!" Coupled with his lustful eyes, I didn't expect that he was still a lustful bear.

"Ahhh!" The little witches were very excited when they saw Rolf handing over the red panda very generously. Everyone kissed and hugged the red panda.

Rolf couldn't help but think of the feeling before cleaning him up last night. If he hadn't cleaned him up, all the little witches would have gotten sick, right?

During the following breakfast time, Uncle Fat Tiger even enjoyed the treatment of a state guest. Many little witches prepared to feed him breakfast.

Of course he didn't refuse, and took everything he ordered into his belly. I don't know how he could eat it so well. Could it be that there was a traceless stretching spell engraved on his belly?

But Rolf was so happy that he and Cedric sat far away and ate breakfast leisurely, not caring about Fat Tiger at all.

Even though Fat Tiger has a mouthful of words, his cry is actually a yip, tsk, tsk. You can hardly imagine Rolf's complicated mood after he understood what this weird whimper said.

Oh my God, this little girl smells so good. Don’t kiss me anymore. He still has to eat!

Rolf glanced towards Fat Tiger and saw Lockhart, the peacock, suddenly appearing next to Fat Tiger.

"Professor, what's the matter?" Rolf immediately ran over nervously, fearing that Lockhart would cast an oblivion spell on the fat tiger and take it away.

"Oh? Mr. Scamander, is this panda yours?" Peacock said in surprise, but before Rolf could answer, he continued:

"I was lucky enough to see them at a flower grower. I mentioned them in "A Year with the Tibetan Snowman". They are really a bunch of cute little animals. I have always wanted to have a pet like this. Can you turn it into a pet?

Transfer it to me?"

Unexpectedly, the peacock wanted to buy the panda. Of course Rolf would not agree, but he guessed that Lockhart wanted to buy the panda mainly to show off, right?

Or, to attract fame to him?

"I'm sorry, Professor, this panda doesn't belong to me. He belongs to my grandfather. It's just that they have been a little busy recently and can't take care of him, so they asked me to help take care of him." Rolf said pretending to be very embarrassed.

"Oh, that's a pity. I will write to Mr. Scamander to communicate this matter. I wish you a happy breakfast." Then he turned around and left pretending to be nonchalant.

Rolf felt bad. He wrote a letter to his grandfather? This was the first time that he faced a situation where his lies were about to be exposed. The situation seemed a little bad.