Marvel's I am the Primordial Beast

My name is Newt Scamander, the youngest son of the Scamander family. I grew up in the magical world, and I have been interested in magical animals since I was a child with the encouragement and support of my mother.

My mother was passionate about keeping exotic hippogriffs, and I learned a lot about magical animals along the way.

After Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, I have been obsessed with raising all kinds of magical creatures and forgot my studies. Although Dumbledore helped me, I was finally dropped out of school.

Then I went to work at the Ministry of Magic, working in the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures.

What I thought was my imaginary time with magical creatures turned out to be two years in the house-elf relocation office.

These were the "extremely boring" two years in my life, and after some struggles, I was transferred to the Animal Institute.

Through my rich knowledge about magical beasts, I have improved rapidly in animals, but I always feel that this is not the life I want. In addition, a thunderbird from America that I raise is about to return to its original origin. I had an excuse to go to America, so I asked for leave and chose to go to America in person, but I couldn’t let go of my little friends. I was smart and put them all into the suitcase that I begged Dumbledore to help transform. inside.

Knowing that I was going to America, Dumbledore also told me something that interested me a lot. There was a monster in New York, America, which has been raging in New York City. Dumbledore thought that I might be able to help that monster and return it to me. A document to hide his identity, and an ordinary orange cat.

I could swear this is the smartest and hideliest magical animal I've ever seen, and I'm trying to communicate with it if it's willing to let me out of the suitcase first.

Stepping on the ladder leading to the suitcase, Newt called out, "Garfield, can you get me out first?"

Lying on the suitcase, Garfield yawned: "Oh my dear Newt, maybe I can talk to you if you swear you won't feed me jerky and cats anymore."

"Garfield, I'll agree to whatever you say. If you don't let me go out for a while to check tickets, what should I do?"

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Well, I was too preoccupied with making trouble for Newman, and forgot about it, but I turned around and thought that what old James Carter gave Newman was the ticket checker from the first class.

In fact, Garfield was not willing to help Newman, but Dumbledore agreed to an irresistible reason: the Sorcerer's Stone.

That’s right, it’s Nicole May’s Sorcerer’s Stone that can make the elixir of life. Book fans also call it the Philosopher’s Stone because it is very similar to the Philosopher’s Stone made with life in the comic "Full Metal Alchemy". .

The agreement between Garfield and Dumbledore is: at a certain moment when Nicole May no longer needs the Sorcerer's Stone and wants to destroy the Sorcerer's Stone, Dumbledore must persuade the other party to give him the Sorcerer's Stone.

Dumbledore didn't know how many crimes his future student Tom Riddle would cause, but when Garfield made this request, Dumbledore didn't refuse. The troubles brought about by not growing old are gone, but due to many prophecies hanging his last bit of appetite and responsibility, Nicolas May hopes that he can deal with these prophecies well.

After reaching a deal with Dumbledore, Dumbledore borrowed Garfield from the old James Carter, and instead of bringing it back to Hogwarts, he gave it to you directly to Leta Lestrange, so that It sent Garfield to Newt's home.

Seeing Leta Lestrange, Garfield didn't have much communication with her. This guilty girl who regretted half of her life, Garfield could neither comfort her nor help her out of the predicament. A kind of atonement for one's own mistakes.

As for the contact with Newt, Newt was very grateful for the help provided by Dumbledore, and began to be 200% curious about Garfield. He wanted to know what species Garfield was. Garfield chose to play dumb in the early stage. Going around, pretending to be a normal orange cat, eating the small dried fish that Newt gave him, and then waited until he got on the boat to New York, watching Newt get into his suitcase to feed the amazing animals It's time to do it.

Cover Newt's suitcase, then tie it up with magic, eat the food in the first-class cabin, and lie on it happily waiting for Newt.

Newt was fooled by Garfield and waited until he found out that he couldn't get out before he understood why Dumbledore gave him a cat and reminded him that the cat could help him accomplish some things.

Dumbledore's words seemed to be full of meaning, but because Newt started to be careless, he didn't expect that it would be a bit late to wake up now.

Hearing Garfield meowing a few times, although Newt couldn't understand what he was saying, he still had a rough idea of ​​the meaning. Garfield was negotiating terms with him.

Apparently this is a highly intelligent, suspected cat-like magical creature.

"Garfield!"

Hearing Newt's pleading voice, Garfield thought for a while and told Newt, "I want a steak, a glass of milk, a hamburger to take away, and French fries if you have them. Forget about chocolate, I don't like it."

"Okay, I agree if it's just for eating"

Lifting the cat's paw, he snapped his fingers to release the magic that locked the box. Garfield jumped from the box cover to the bed beside him. Watching Newt push the box and climb out, Garfield narrowed his eyes and wagged his tail. The triumphant look of a victor.

"My dear Newt, present your tribute to your King Garfield I Meow"

Newt turned his face to Garfield's side curiously: "Garfield, what kind of creature are you? Is it the product of that wizard's weird experiment? Can I check it for you, rest assured that I am a professional. "

"Pigeon no um"

Garfield raised a cat's paw to press Newt's face, rejecting Newt's request for a physical examination.

Just kidding, we are Garfield I, your king, how could you allow you to treat us like this, even if it is two steaks, this is about dignity.

Newt thought for a while, took out a piece of meat from his pocket, and handed it to Garfield: "How about a piece of dragon meat?" Although Newt cared about protecting magical creatures, he couldn't stop the relationship between the master wizard and the dragon. Gratitude and hatred.

An indescribable smell floated into Garfield's nostrils from the meat. Along with the aroma and the magical energy contained in the dragon meat, Garfield's mouth began to saliva unbearably, and his stomach began to squirm. , a desire to devour that piece of dragon meat appeared.

The desire to eat controlled Garfield's body, he walked to Newt's side unconsciously, opened his mouth and swallowed the dragon meat in one gulp.

Satisfied desire came, Garfield closed his eyes comfortably, and Newt took the opportunity to stretch out his hands towards Garfield.

To be continued