The Wicked Horklump

Under the sunlight, Ryan glanced at Kate, who was still sulking, and looked speechless.

"Does that mean we should let girls win when playing games?" Ryan yawned boredly. "There's still almost an afternoon left. If it keeps going like this, there's no fun left."

"I've got it!" Ryan exclaimed, feigning surprise. Kate glanced at him sideways, then quickly turned back as if nothing had happened.

"Ta-da!"

"Look what this is!" Ryan mischievously pulled a strange creature out of the air on his right. It was a House-elf, about 7 inches long, resembling a wingless sprite.

The little creature struggled violently in Ryan's hand, yet seemed to be gently bound by an invisible spiderweb, emitting strange sounds.

Kate couldn't resist being drawn to the comically-looking creature and couldn't help but move closer to observe it.

"This should be Imp, which usually lives in damp, soft environments, such as near riverbanks," Kate guessed with some skepticism.

"However, this Care of Magical Creatures should only be found in Britain and Ireland. I've seen it at my relatives' house, but it was darker in color, pure black."

As Kate spoke, she took out her wand and casually flicked it, moving an innocent flying insect toward the little creature.

"Hmm, not bad, it's Imp, probably brought over by the Britain when they conquered India." Kate affirmed as she watched the little creature decisively pick up the flying insect and devour it.

"That's right, the Imp's food is insects." Ryan gave a barely perceptible smile. Ravenclaw is so easy to deal with; once you take things to a professional level, the little tantrum he threw earlier is no longer important.

Ryan casually pointed, moving the Imp to the shore, and began asking further questions.

"So, what is the Imp's favorite food?"

"Hint 1: It is Care of Magical Creatures classified as Level X dangerous."

"Second hint—" Ryan was about to continue when Kate interrupted him.

"Do I need to give you a hint? The most common Class X dangers are the Flobberworm and the Horklump."

"Flobberworm are the Imp's favorite food!" Kate replied confidently, putting her previous displeasure behind her.

"What are the characteristics of Horklump? What creature does it love to eat? What's its most famous story?" Ryan suddenly bombarded him with a long string of questions. "Hmph, just wait and see," Ryan thought to himself, completely forgetting that he had only asked this to stop Kate from getting angry.

"It has strong, powerful tentacles that extend underground as roots to find its favorite earthworms as food. Its main characteristic is its prolific reproduction ability; it can completely cover a garden of average size within a few days."

"It is the Goblin's favorite food."

"A famous anecdote, um... right, Newt Scamander once made a mistake with this creature."

"Hmph, as expected of Hufflepuff. In Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them, he said that Hocrab juice is only good for Goblin Horklump. But actually, Horklump Juice can be used to make healing Potions and Herbology, which are taught in Potions Class." Kate shook her finger and answered confidently.

"Kate, what you said in the historical allusion isn't entirely wrong."

"But that's not the most famous anecdote in the Britain wizarding world," Ryan said with a teasing laugh, ruffling Kate's hair in a mocking manner.

"How is that possible???" Kate's cat-like eyes were full of question marks.

"Kate, is this related to your idol Dumbledore?"

"Kate, do you know what Horklump looks like?" Ryan asked wickedly.

"Like a plump pink mushroom covered with black bristles."

"What? Is it strange?" Kate asked, puzzled. It seemed she was still too young.

"Albus Dumbledore's aunt Honoria once broke off her engagement with her fiancé after discovering that he was playing with several Horklump."

"Moreover, Dumbledore once spoke publicly about this topic in an interview. His exact words were, ' Horklump are pink, spiky, mushroom-like creatures. It's hard to understand why anyone would want to tease them.'"

"I find it hard to understand why Dumbledore would say that. Isn't he getting along very well with Grindelwald?" Ryan prompted.

"Ryan! You bastard!" Kate's face suddenly turned as red as a tomato, as if she had realized something, and she ran back to the cabin.

"I won again!"

"But wasn't my initial intention to make Kate forget that I upset her?"

"Damn it! I got carried away again." Ryan pounded his calf in frustration.

When I was thinking like an ordinary person, I was too "straight man". No wonder I was single in my previous life. If I hadn't become knowledgeable and more handsome after transmigrating, I probably would have been single for the rest of my life.

Ryan didn't go in to find Kate again; to stir things up at this point would be suicidal.

Ryan lay on the recliner when a fiery red Phoenix flashed by, and a beautiful creature appeared in Smith's castle.

"Master, what are your orders?" The cold, mechanical voice of the Supreme God suddenly rang out.

"Young Master Ryan, what are your orders, Jack?" Crack! The House-elf Jack appeared on the spot.

"Young Master Ryan, just give the orders to Jack. That weirdo can't do anything!" Jack looked up with his ugly little face, his words revealing his dissatisfaction with the Supreme God.

I guess it was during this period that I discovered a large portion of my work had been cut back on.

"Sigh, this is for Jack's own good, he's getting on in years."

"Alright, Jack, did you receive the letter?" Ryan, who resembled Phoenix, comforted him helplessly.

Ryan has already removed the coordinates from Kate's body, since she's already gone to India. If Penelope sends a letter, her owl will probably be exhausted.

"Young Master Ryan, a letter." Jack respectfully handed over the letter.

What came into view was a letter in shades of maple red. The letter opened automatically under Ryan's magic, and inside was a photograph and a letter filled with beautiful handwriting.

The letter briefly mentioned the spread of France Alchemy, and also mentioned a recent friend, Phoebe, who said she was very knowledgeable about Alchemy. She also inquired about Ryan's vacation plans.

The photo is a group photo taken under the Eiffel Tower.

The bald man and the poised, slightly overweight blonde woman behind Penelope are probably her parents.

"Phoebe? Is it Phoebe Delacour?"

"That's a bit strange. Isn't Penelope Muggle-born?"

"Is that why she sat in Ravenclaw during the Phoebe Triwizard Tournament, even though Penelope had already graduated by then?"

"Huh? There's also a photo of Penelope with Phoebe. I need to take a good look at Penelope."

I watched for a while.

Ryan suppressed his doubts and wrote back that he had been at home during his vacation and had not gone anywhere. He also bluntly pointed out that if it weren't for Nicolas Flamel, France Alchemy would not be able to compare with that of Britain, and its popularization was also due to the policy bias of the French Ministry of Magic.

Otherwise, Beauxbatons in France wouldn't have had so much extra funding for magic studies, and Nicolas Flamel, having mastered the Philosopher's Stone, could convert other substances into gold, thus continuously providing funds for his alma mater.

While the Britain Ministry of Magic did not dare to withhold the salaries of Hogwarts professors, it had been looking for seemingly legitimate reasons to reduce funding for Flying Class and other expenses.

In this case, Alchemy, which is quite expensive, is only an elective course at Hogwarts for sixth-year students and does not count towards the OWL exams.

Thank you to Taishang Zhiren, Angela, and Qiu'er for the monthly tickets.