My partner at Hogwarts is Tom

Just as Victor was pondering how to deal with these two troublemakers, Dumbledore, standing nearby, chuckled and said...

"Alright, Victor, they didn't do it on purpose, and Hogwarts didn't suffer any losses. They even showed us another side of Hogwarts. Let's let them off this time."

They heard Dumbledore's words of comfort and reassurance for them.

Immediately, Tom and Pippi stood at attention exactly like each other, their faces beaming with fawning smiles as they looked at Victor with pitiful eyes.

Upon hearing Dumbledore's words, Victor's lips twitched involuntarily.

Hogwarts is flying, so this is nothing serious.

In other words, Tom didn't actually blow up Hogwarts.

If it really exploded, he didn't believe Old Deng would still be here smiling and talking to these two troublemakers.

However, since Dumbledore, as the headmaster, was not pursuing the matter, there was no need for him to continue.

Finally, he glared fiercely at the cat and the ghost, brandishing the large, specially made fly swatter in his hand as he spoke.

"This is a one-time exception, do you hear me? If there's a next time, hmph~~"

Looking at the large fly swatter that swung around in Victor's hand, making a whooshing sound, Tom Rick nodded in agreement.

Seeing this, the mischievous ghost beside him quickly nodded in agreement.

Meanwhile, the ghosts and portraits in Hogwarts either greeted each other or came here in search of the sound.

However, before they could say anything, Dumbledore persuaded them to leave.

Professor Kettleburn was also asked by Victor to go into the Forbidden Forest to look after and comfort the little ones.

In the empty corridor, Dumbledore looked at Tom, who was standing there obediently being scolded by Victor, with a complicated expression.

At this moment, two little figures were fighting in Old Deng's mind.

Although he knew through his letters to Newt and Victor's works that Tom was not an ordinary cat.

But no matter how much he thought about it, he never imagined that neither the letters nor the descriptions in his works were artistically exaggerated; in fact, they were all toned down many times over.

At this moment, in his mind, one little person was saying that this was neither magic nor science, while another little person was shouting that this was too magical, this was the magic called a miracle.

For a moment, Dumbledore was unsure whether there were any colorful mushrooms or something added to Hogwarts' breakfast today.

"Um, Victor, Tom, he...?"

Seeing Dumbledore hesitate and unsure what to say, Victor scratched his head and said...

"Don't worry, Headmaster. Although Tom can create things out of thin air, have his soul leave his body, fly by himself, and has all sorts of weird and wonderful skills, Tom is actually a very well-behaved cat, well, I guess."

In the end, even Viktor himself was a little uncertain.

He glanced at Tom, who was standing obediently to the side, before finally confirming.

Tom nodded in agreement with Dumbledore.

Seeing this, Dumbledore felt relieved. But no, how could he feel relieved?

On his very first day at school, he was given a tap dance by Hogwarts.

If Hogwarts were ever torn down one day, his heart, being a hundred-year-old man, wouldn't be able to take it.

He glanced at Tom, then at the undamaged Hogwarts, and at his own words from back then.

At this moment, Dumbledore desperately wanted to go back in time and take back what he had said.

Are all guys named Tom this, this, this troublesome? Even if he's just a cat named Tom.

Finally, Dumbledore sighed wearily.

"Alright then, Victor, remember to have our teaching assistant Tom keep an eye on things in the future."

"Of course, Principal, I'll keep a close eye on Tom from now on."

Upon hearing Dumbledore's words, Tom's eyes lit up, knowing he was safe this time, and he immediately gave the old man a military salute.

Seeing this, Dumbledore waved wearily and then turned to walk towards his headmaster's office.

I can't let this kind of thing that I can't figure out bother me alone. I need to go back and write a letter to Gail.

Looking at Dumbledore's seemingly powerless back.

Professor McGonagall looked at Tom with a complicated expression.

Compared to Dumbledore's many concerns, Professor McGonagall's thoughts were much simpler.

Professor Cat was simply worried that Gryffindor would become Gryffindor in the future.

However, Professor Cat also really likes Tom, a very intelligent and beautiful cat.

After giving Tom a pouty rub, Professor McGonagall hurried off to comfort the house-elves who were crying because of the tap dancing at Hogwarts.

Seeing that everyone had left, Victor didn't say anything more to Tom.

She simply grabbed Tom by the scruff of his neck, looking rather annoyed, and headed towards the Forbidden Forest.

Seeing Tom looking so listless, Pippi waved his handkerchief with reluctance.

Pikachu acknowledges Tom's ability to break the mold.

At this moment, in his mind, the future at Hogwarts was that of the highest order of things, second only to the highest, and Tom the third.

And his great Peeves is the fourth most important person at Hogwarts.

…………

They took Tom to the Forbidden Forest to continue treating the injured little ones with Professor Celticburn.

By the way, let those little guys who have recovered from their injuries integrate into the Forbidden Forest.

They were also told about their obligations while living in the forbidden forest, as well as precautions such as not harming students.

Lunch was prepared by three "snail maids" hired by Victor in China, using locally sourced ingredients and cooked with care.

Professor Celtber and Hagrid thoroughly enjoyed the authentic Chinese meal.

After lunch, at Hagrid's enthusiastic invitation, Victor and Tom visited Hagrid's hybridization experiment base.

The result of the visit was complicated and left a deep psychological scar on Tom's young mind.

The blazing sun high in the sky had already begun to set in the west.

After tasting the not-so-authentic, sumptuous Chinese meal served by the house-elves.

Victor lay on the rocking chair, rubbing Tom, who was lying obediently in his arms, while flipping through the student information in his hand.

"Hmm, come on, let me take a look. Has Hufflepuff produced any outstanding badger cubs in recent years?"

"Oh ho, Cedric Diggory is an all-around O, what an excellent junior. He just seems a bit quiet. I wonder if he has grasped the Badger's Will that I left behind."