Anton was looking forward to it. Back when Cabin was still the Weasley brothers' little shop and laboratory, he had thought George and Fred shouldn't stop at being prank-toy merchants.
Well, although the twins were still obsessed with making all sorts of outrageous things.
Their shadow would loom over Hogwarts caretaker Mr. Filch until the day Filch, white-haired and hunched, leaned against the castle gates and fell asleep forever.
That also reflected Anton's own character.
He had influenced the brothers, but he hadn't forced them toward becoming arms dealers or anything like that.
Everyone was equally great. Anton had always lived by that belief.
Starting with the little Puffskein, George and Fred had already shown their unique talent for breeding Fantastic Beasts. Anton was looking forward to seeing what they could breed now.
Watching all this, he couldn't help feeling a little proud and smug.
Look at that~
I brought all this about!
I changed everything!
How wonderful~
"Crack~ Crack~"
Cracks began appearing across the giant egg. The brothers grabbed each other's hands tightly, afraid to blink and miss a single thrilling detail.
"Come on, darling~, be brave and come out~" Bella's voice was so gentle that Anton wondered whether this mother, who had forgotten she had children, had transferred her maternal love to this new life.
At last, a pair of milky-white tusks pierced the eggshell, and a small elephant-like creature struggled its way out.
It looked a little clumsy. It shook the fluid from its body and roared at Bella.
The sound was somewhat elephant-like, deep and resonant, yet strangely sharp. At least to Anton, it sounded like a broken subwoofer.
"Oh~" Bella clasped her hands to her chest, looking at it as though she were deeply moved.
"Merlin's curly fur, it's so cute!" George and Fred said