Hogwarts: What Bad Intentions Could a Little Hufflepuff Possibly Have?

"Yes... that's right, we did talk about it."

Newt sighed as he climbed down from the Zouwu's back.

"Especially... didn't I emphasize that you weren't allowed to ride these dangerous Fantastic Beasts? What if you got thrown off..."

"Have you ever considered my feelings? Do you know how worried I was about you?"

Tina said, frustrated that he refused to learn.

"Let me explain, Tina. I wasn't actually riding it... I was just... right, I was only grooming the fur on its back, and then... then I climbed onto its back. You know, it really likes it when I scratch its itch."

"Are you trying to say that you were only scratching its itch, then it caught Black's scent and brought you here?" Tina said with a frown.

Newt's eyes lit up. "That's right! Exactly! Tina, that's the reason!"

But he did not get to be happy for long.

"Do you think I believe you?"

Tina waved a hand and said despondently, "Forget it... I couldn't control you before, and now... I don't want to control you anymore either. I can't be bothered..."

"If something really happens to you, then I'll just count myself unlucky."

Newt was panicking now...

If Tina had angrily scolded him, he would not have felt that anything was wrong.

But with her acting like this...

Newt felt utterly flustered inside.

He cast a pleading look at Black.

"Mrs. Scamander," Black called out to Tina.

Tina turned to look at Black.

"I think Mr. Scamander..."

Thinking Black was about to put in a good word for him, Newt's face lit up with delight.

"...I think Mr. Scamander really was in the wrong. You can't just stop keeping an eye on him."

"How about this? I have a good idea. It can help you keep him in