Who let this Dementor into Hogwarts!

Chapter 387 Can you call my name when you bite someone? It'll make me feel involved.
"Your chimeras here have three heads?" Newt asked in surprise.

"Huh?" Cohen was stumped. "Aren't the other Chimeramon like this?"

“Most chimeras have only one head; they have the head of a lion, the body of a goat, and the tail of a dragon. These chimeras are very aggressive, so the Ministry of Magic classifies them as 5x,” Newt explained. “Only a very small percentage have three separate heads, but they are equally dangerous…”

“Then this one might not be so dangerous—because the middle head can speak English,” Cohen said.

When Newt heard that the Chimera could speak, the light in his eyes was like a light bulb in the bathroom, almost blinding Korn.

Even with his aged face and gray hair, Newt now looks as energetic as a young man.

“May I go and talk to it?” Newt asked Cohen tactfully. Dumbledore had mentioned that these animals all treated Cohen as their own child—and that was indeed the case; Cohen was an alchemical creation made up of a mixture of parts of them.

“This isn’t just a casual chat, is it? Be careful to wake the goat first, the lion might pounce on you—oh well, never mind, I’ll go with you.” Cohen thought for a moment and then gave up the idea of ​​waking up the old water snake first, lest the lion get excited and hurt Newt.

"oioi, a guest has arrived, get up and greet him." Cohen patted the lion, which was purring like an imperial engine.

"Don't pounce on people," Cohen thought for a moment and then reminded them.

"Roar!" The lion roared as if yawning, glanced at Newt and Cohen, and then lay down to sleep again.

The goat, however, woke up and politely greeted Newt.

After two minutes of getting acquainted, the goat agreed to Newt's request to touch the lion, which made Newt very satisfied.

Aside from the Chimera, Newt was also very interested in the three basilisks at Cohen's place, while the longhorn serpent and the griffin were of slightly lower priority—because Newt had not only seen them but also kept them.

"I smell Greece!" the old water snake exclaimed excitedly as it slithered toward Cohen, asking, "When are we going to go and give those wizards' asses a good bite—"

"Couldn't it bite the head, arm, or kidneys...?" Cohen said, rubbing his forehead. "Biting the butt is too much. Humans are different from snakes; a human's butt is on top of the legs, not the tail."

"I want to go too!" the little snake monster said confidently. "I am the most powerful snake monster king in the world—I want to—"

"If you want to go out and have fun, you'll have to wait until we finish our business," Cohen said sternly.

Cohen and the others are busy these days, so it's hard to keep an eye on the little snake monster and prevent it from causing trouble.

"Ah..." the little snake monster said unhappily, "I also want to bite the wizard's butt..."

"Don't let the old man corrupt you!" Sissoko, who was enjoying Newt's scratches, curled up and reminded the little basilisk, "Listen to your brother, when you bite, bite the head—a little behind—a little behind—hey, right, right here—"

Although Newt often deals with all sorts of snakes, he has only learned a few words of Parseltongue, at most a few phrases like "hello" or "I mean no harm."

Sissoko's mutterings did not help Newt find the right spot; the place he was scratching was just Newt's judgment based on experience.

"Is it really not possible...?" The little basilisk tried its best to look pitiful—but the basilisk's expression looked rather ferocious, and at first glance, it looked like a threat.

"No," Cohen and Sissoko said in unison. "Then can you call my name when you bite?" the little snake monster asked the old water snake, "to make me feel involved..."

"Where did you learn that line from...?" Cohen said, covering his face.

"That owl taught me," said the little basilisk. "That's what I heard from it!"

“You’ve done a lot of harm to the snakes, Earl,” Cohen said.
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Newt touched almost every animal in Cohen's box, and was also surprised to see a large number of unicorns lying drunk and passed out on Cohen's side—because unicorns are generally very wary and would not come into contact with things that would lower their guard.

"Maybe my unicorns are too complacent..." Cohen said, "They've become useless."

“A safe place to live is always better than living in fear in the wild. Unicorns have never had a high birth rate,” Newt shook his head. “There was a unicorn colony in the Albanian forests in the 16th century. They were so wary that many people couldn’t even see them. But in the end, these unicorns were all caught by poachers because the improved formula for aphrodisiacs at the time added unicorn hair. Many wizards wanted to use this more effective aphrodisiac to make money…”

“Any plans for the future?” Cohen asked. “Dumbledore said you’re in Greece to see an old friend. My business isn’t really that urgent, so we can go to your place first—”

“I have a friend who is a priest in the Ancient Greek Magic Research Association. He wrote to me a while ago to tell me that he needs my help with some magical creatures,” Newt recalled. “He’s at the Erechtheion, which is near the Acropolis in Athens. I can go by myself, but you’re welcome to come along if you want.”

“Eriction…that sounds so familiar…” Cohen thought for two seconds—

Not redeemable!

The old water snake seemed to be saying that it had offended the people in this temple.

"Could it be because of the water snakes stealing their offerings..." Cohen asked. "Is it that serious? Poseidon didn't seem angry at all..."

“I don’t know the specifics, but I’ll find out when I get there,” Newt said. “It shouldn’t be because the offerings were stolen—longhorn water snakes are protected animals here in Greece.”

“When are you going? I’d like to come to Greece and see what the wizarding world is like here,” Cohen said. “From what I’ve seen on the Muggle side, the economic situation seems far worse than in London…”

It's normal that Greece's economy is not as good as Britain's, after all, Greece is one of the poorer places in Europe.

One very obvious point is that there aren't many tall buildings on the streets, the people are scattered, and the living environment in the old town is somewhat dirty and chaotic.

“It’s pretty much the same in the Greek wizarding world,” Newt sighed. “Those rare and dangerous wild animals are enough of a headache for them.”

"Little one, hurry up and follow me. My precious grandson and I will help you get revenge." The old water snake patted the griffin's rump with its tail and urged it on.

Then, the old water snake turned to Cohen:

[My dear grandson, are you going out later? I'll go with you; I know this area well.]

(End of this chapter)