Hogwarts from another world

At a quarter past four on Saturday morning, Matthew Wakefield climbed out of bed.

He put on a long-sleeved wizard's robe and his dragonhide gloves and left the empty Slytherin common room.

At this point, the corridors of Hogwarts were deserted, and even the people in the portraits were sound asleep there.

The echoes from the riding boots on the marble floor were slightly permeable in this early morning hour.

Just as Matthew was about to walk out of the oak door of Hogwarts Castle, he suddenly froze and stopped.

Because a big yellow dog with its tongue hanging out was lying half at the gate of the castle.

"Oops!" Matthew thought secretly in his heart.

If Mr. Tang thinks that he is the kind of student who violates school rules by "walking at night", stop himself and wait for Mr. Pringle to come over...

Despite his legitimate reasons, Mr. Pringle could not embarrass himself. But as long as you spend a little time here, you will definitely be late when you go to Professor Kettleburn's report.

Matthew looked at his watch. It was only about ten minutes until half past four.

Bite the bullet, I walked past Mr. Tang... But fortunately, this usually sharp golden retriever didn't seem to have fully woken up today.

When Matthew walked past it, it was almost completely unaware.

Matthew breathed a sigh of relief, pushed open the oak door that had been opened a crack, and took a breath of fresh air outside the castle.

……

Matthew left the castle and walked across the grounds in the direction of the Forbidden Forest.

It was still bright and a bit cold, but fortunately Matthew put on thick enough clothes.

The night is about to disappear, everything is quiet, everything is still, and the morning light is beginning to appear.

He soon arrived at the edge of the Forbidden Forest, and a burst of chaotic shouts suddenly sounded in the dark jungle. Then a group of crows sprang out, croaking and flying past Matthew, as if they sensed something ominous.

Soon, Matthew found a small cabin nearby.

On the door of the wooden house, the words "Sylvanus Kettleburn" were written crookedly.

This is also the current home of Hogwarts' Care of Magical Creatures professor, gamekeeper and keeper of keys.

According to the original novel, this room should belong to Rubeus Hagrid.

It's just that the kind-hearted hybrid giant is no longer in this castle.

Where should he go?

As a die-hard supporter of Albus Dumbledore, he might have been killed fifty years ago, just like Neville's grandmother: Lady Augusta Longbottom.

Matthew was thinking wildly while knocking lightly on the door.

There was only a "squeak" sound, and the door of the cabin opened on its own.

A group of black shadows jumped out from the front, almost startling Matthew.

This black shadow seemed to touch Matthew's left wrist, and then he found that the watch on his wrist disappeared in an instant.

"Don't be a thief!" Professor Kettleburn's angry voice sounded from the hut.

Then, the black shadow slowly returned to Matthew, and Matthew was able to see its true face——

A strange creature covered in black fur with a long snout.

"Return it to its original owner!" Professor Kettleburn roared again.

This little black thing reluctantly took out a watch from under its fur and handed it back to Matthew.

It was the watch Matthew had been wearing on his wrist.

When Matthew took back the watch, Professor Kettleburn's voice sounded again: "This is a Niffler. He likes shiny things. I have tried my best to train him not to be a thief, but the results seem a bit unsatisfactory." …”

"...Okay, what's your name, kid?" His voice gradually became serious.

"Matthew Wakefield, Professor." Matthew replied, and at the same time he took a look at Professor Kettleburn, who was still lying on the bed.

To be honest, the current appearance of this Professor of Care of Magical Creatures is a bit ferocious——

His three prosthetic limbs were placed quietly at the head of the bed. He was lying on the bed, looking like a "human pig"... In his only remaining left hand, he held a magic wand.

"Are you the only one in the Slytherin boys' group?" Professor Kettleburn asked while using his wand to direct the prosthetic limb to be automatically installed on his body.

"Professors like this, Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle were all unable to participate in this after-school practice due to an accident..." Matthew began to explain to his roommates.

Professor Kettleburn obviously knew about the attack. He nodded, and after the prosthetic limb was installed, he began to put on his clothes again.

Taking advantage of this time, Matthew began to look around the cabin:

Countless hams and pheasants were hung on the ceiling; flames were burning in the fireplace, and a filled iron pot was burning something; in a thatched nest beside the fire, there were about a dozen chickens of various sizes. One egg...

There are many weird things, maybe wizards who love magical animals, are they all like this?

……

"I take it you haven't had breakfast yet, Wakefield?" asked Professor Kettleburn, who had finished dressing.

"Yes." Matthew nodded. The auditorium opened at half past six in the morning, but it was only half past four now.

"Then eat some rock biscuits from my place!" Professor Kettleburn said enthusiastically: "Sit down first!"

Matthew sat obediently at a round table, with an exquisite teapot placed on the table... Just as Matthew was looking at it carefully, the teapot suddenly shook violently, startling Matthew.

At the same time, a plate of hard cakes filled with raisins flew in front of Matthew.

Is this the legendary Hogwarts dark delicacy "Rock Pie"? It looks a bit like a cut cake.

Matthew tasted a little bit and found that it was crunchy and tasted pretty good, and it didn't break teeth like the legend said.

Sure enough, it was Hagrid who was in trouble, not Rockpie.

"What is our after-school practice content today, Professor?" Matthew asked curiously while eating breakfast.

"A nest of vampire monsters appeared in the Forbidden Forest, and many poor animals were brutally murdered by them." Professor Kettleburn had a pile of rock biscuits stuffed in his mouth, and his words were a little unclear: " I finally got Professor Rozier's permission to find out where they live; you just need to be my assistant."

Looking at Matthew's slightly discolored face, Professor Kettleburn continued: "Don't worry, I am almost as familiar with the Forbidden Forest as I am with my wife... You will not be in any danger if you are with me. "

"Of course, this is just an example." He added:

"Because I don't have a wife!"