Chapter 237: Garlic Allen

Allen carefully sensed the flower bud on his back; he suddenly felt as though a pair of limbs had appeared on his back, and he could control these limbs with great flexibility.

He vaguely realized what it was; he carefully controlled the limbs behind him to extend forward, and sure enough, he saw a pair of green vine whips extending before his eyes.

This time he completely confirmed that the flower bud on his back was the flower bud of Bulbasaur from Pokémon.

This result seemed unexpected at first glance, yet it was actually quite reasonable; after his talent upgraded, he had thoroughly locked horns with Pokémon, though this did not seem to be a bad thing.

Allen carelessly controlled the vine whips behind him to swing about at will; the whips were powerful and very flexible, yet the more he looked at their shape, the stranger it seemed.

When he was young and watching cartoons, he quite liked Bulbasaur; at that time, he was quite envious of how useful the vine whips were and did not find anything strange about the shape of the whip heads. Perhaps after growing up and watching some dark tentacle-themed cartoons, certain scenes left a deep impression on him, causing him to be unable to view the vine whips behind him with innocent eyes anymore.

But to be honest, given the flexibility and resilience of the vine whips, it really seemed possible to recreate some of the scenes from those dark tentacle-themed cartoons...

Allen quickly banished this (terrifying) (fun) thought from his brain; this thought was truly ruining his childhood.

He got off the bed, stood before the mirror in the dormitory, and began observing the flower bud on his back. The flower bud that had truly appeared in this world was actually much more beautiful than in the cartoons because it had many more details; there were many beautiful patterns on the flower bud.

At that moment, a cry of surprise suddenly came from behind him. "Ah—it's you, Allen. Why is there a green... uh... garlic bulb on your back?"

Without turning around, Allen knew that only Ron could come up with such a level of complaint.

"Guess!" Allen said in a bad mood.

"Is this your talent after leveling up?" Ron walked over, curiously touching the flower bud on his back. "It really feels like a plant. Can your talent now transform into plants?"

"I don't know either. I plan to have the professors take a look in a moment." Allen shrugged. Today's transformation could not be hidden, and he did not want to hide it anymore.

The other roommates also woke up one after another. They remained very calm regarding Allen's appearance today; after all, in recent years they had seen no shortage of Allen's various bizarre images, so they were long accustomed to it.

Allen was considering what clothes to wear today. First, he abandoned the plan to cover the flower bud on his back because covering it would make it look even uglier; such a futile attempt to conceal would only arouse others' curiosity. Moreover, he felt that the flower bud would feel very comfortable under sunlight. He remembered that Bulbasaur's flower bud had some magical effects when exposed to sunlight, so he decided not to cover it.

In the end, he decided on the old method: simply cut a large hole in the back of his clothes and use a Repairing Charm to fix the clothes when he went to sleep at night.

He went out just like that, naturally causing various exclamations along the way, a scene he had long grown accustomed to.

After finishing breakfast, he hurriedly went to Professor McGonagall's office. Professor McGonagall was also unsure about Allen's transformation today and immediately summoned Professor Sprout and Mr. Newt Scamander.

Mr. Scamander had not yet returned to his manor; he planned to stay at Hogwarts for a short time, mainly to observe Allen's situation.

They conducted a careful observation of Allen.

"This kind of flower bud has never appeared in any records," Professor Sprout stated affirmatively, giving her professional answer.

Professor Scamander was holding a magnifying glass, carefully observing the flower bud on Allen's back.

After quite a while, he finally spoke: "I found some things resembling blood vessels at the connection between these flower buds and Allen's back. It seems this flower bud is symbiotic with Allen."

"That is indeed a very interesting discovery," Mr. Scamander said with great interest.

"Although the Mandrake root has a human shape, it is essentially still a plant," Professor Sprout added.

"It seems this is another magical creature we have never discovered before. This flower bud also gives me a very comfortable aura. I really want to see what it looks like when this flower bud blooms," Mr. Scamander said happily.

Professor McGonagall and Professor Sprout also nodded with great interest.

"It will definitely be beautiful!" Professor McGonagall also chimed in. "Regardless, this is the first time in the history of wizarding transfiguration."

"When I came, I seemed to be carrying that little fellow. Let it take a look at your flower bud," Mr. Scamander seemed to have thought of something.

He cast the Summoning Charm, and a suitcase flew over. He opened the box; it seemed an Undetectable Extension Charm had been cast inside the box, as he stuck half his body into it.

A moment later, he straightened up, and there were some green leaves on his hat.

No, those were not leaves; it was a Bowtruckle. It was only palm-sized, with long, sharp fingers on both hands. Its eyes were brown, and from the outside, it appeared to be made of tree bark and small twigs, with two green leaves on its head.

The Bowtruckle was initially a bit dazed, but as soon as it saw the flower bud on Allen's back, it immediately became excited. It took a running start, jumped down from Mr. Scamander's hat, climbed up Allen's pant leg, and reached the flower bud. With eyes shining, it hugged the flower bud tightly, refusing to let go. It sniffed the scent of the flower bud obsessively; it seemed to really like the smell of the flower bud.

Allen, unsettled by the Bowtruckle's appearance, dared not move, fearing he might accidentally shake it off.

"The only magical creature that is symbiotic with plants is this one. It seems it really likes your flower bud," Mr. Scamander said kindly.

Next, they discussed for a long time but still could not reach a conclusion.

They had to proceed with sampling first. The sampling was conducted by Professor Sprout; she was quite ruthless, directly peeling off a layer of the flower bud. Fortunately, Allen did not feel any pain from this. However, the Bowtruckle, which had been lying on the flower bud, was very angry at her behavior and waved its claws and limbs at her.

Allen quickly soothed it.

Then Allen was about to go to class, but the Bowtruckle was unwilling to get off his flower bud.

"Let it follow you today! It hasn't been this happy in a long time. Just send it back to me tomorrow after your flower bud disappears," Mr. Scamander suddenly spoke up.

Allen looked at the Bowtruckle hugging the flower bud tightly and could only helplessly agree.

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