Hogwart’s Certain Professor Of Magic

Felix just wanted to introduce it. At this time, a black shadow ran out of the tent, followed Newt’s feet onto his shoulders, and pointed Felix with one hand on his hips. .

"Haw! Haw!" Sniff Wallen exclaimed excitedly.

Even Harry could see that this sniff was complaining.

"Oh, Varun," Newt said soothingly, "It's good to learn more knowledge. You should really read the chapter on'Sniffing' I wrote, and if you can read , I can write to you every year..."

Sniff Wallen looked at Newt in disbelief.

Newt looked at it, "Are you still drinking your tonic? I brought a..."

"Hum!"

Sniff Sniffing a mournful scream, he threw himself from his shoulder into Felix's arms, hid his head, and everyone couldn't help but laugh.

"Well, gentlemen and ladies, let me introduce to you, this is Mr. Newt Scamander, the most prestigious expert in the protection of magical creatures." Felix embraced Sniffing, he smiled and said: "Mr. Scamander came over this morning, and Headmaster Dumbledore succeeded in persuading him to leave a precious memory with Hogwarts... If someone writes this school history in the future, It must be worth a big book today."

Newt looked at Felix uncomfortably, the expression on his face was the same as his memory.

The rays of light that worshipped knowledge flickered in Hermione’s eyes, and she couldn’t wait to say: "Mr. Newt Scamander, we wrote to you—I, Harry and Ron, "She pointed to the two people next to her, "About Hagrid's Buckbeak! It's still in the Forbidden Forest, living with its family!"

Newt looked at Hermione, and then again. Harry and Ron, who were slightly shorter, and Cedric, Collins, and Roger Davis standing next to them - they all stared at him intently, and he found that he had become the focus of his sight.

He said softly: "Is it Miss Granger? Oh...I just did what I think is right...thing, and I will be happy about it."

Sitting next to a simple wooden square table in the camp, you can clearly see the wood texture on the surface of the table, and the memory belonging to Newt whispered: "Sorry, disaccompany." Then disappeared.

Newt himself blinked, looking reluctantly at the place where the memory disappeared. When he turned his head, he found that everyone was looking at him in a little surprise, and he cleared his throat, "Well, let's officially start... Dumbledore said to me, just leave a memory and leave the matter to him. ...But I insist on seeing you before I leave. I think it’s necessary."

"My footprints have spread across five continents. I have visited the nests of wild beasts and underground animals. Caves and nests of birds have observed the peculiar habits of magical creatures in more than one hundred countries, experienced their abilities first-hand, and won their trust. Occasionally, I also drive them away with a travel bottle."

"Brigade, travel bottle...?" Roger Davis laughed and stroked his hair. "Have you met a group of migrating Pukwudgie?"

Others also wanted to laugh a little.

But Newt answered Davis very seriously, "No, it's a bunch of big-headed monsters."

"What is that?" Harry asked.

"Um—"

Felix hooked his fingers, and a strange creature appeared on the ground. It was about a foot high, and his body was furry, but there was a light. Slippery gray big head.

"It's like this." Newt said happily, "Have you seen it? Compared to their bodies, their heads are surprisingly big, they just need to be on the ground-yes, thank you-you guys Look, if you don’t pay attention, you’ll mistake them for a big bright and round rock. Many travel wizards didn’t notice them. They leaned on them and rested and pillowed them. When they woke up, they found themselves even more tired and faint. Sleepy...or into a state of hysterical despair."

"This kind of creature likes to chase the shadows of people. If you encounter them in the wild, you can make a little noise to scare them. Of course, Stunning Spell is okay, or just kick it away with your feet..."

Of the six champions, only Cedric chose Sixth Year’s Care of Magical Creatures. This is due to the influence of his father——Ah Moss Mr. Diggory currently works in the Magic Biological Management Control Department of the Ministry of Magic. He had seen pictures of big monsters in class, but when he heard Newt's introduction, he still felt novel. They found that this somewhat ill-spoken old man was always talking about magical creatures, and inadvertently mentioned a lot of interesting details,

Harry asked about Thunderbird.

"It is a large flying bird magical creature that can sense danger and create storms while flying." Newt said nostalgic: "Almost seventy years ago, to be precise In 1926, I rescued a Thunderbird from a trafficker in Egypt. I called it Frank. Something happened in the middle... I can’t say, I signed a non-disclosure agreement... But I got to know mine during this incident. Wife..."

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Thunderbird is a bit like an enlarged eagle. It has brilliant feathers and different colors, but it usually drags two long tail feathers-they are distant relatives of Phoenix. Frank's feathers are golden And the white ones, shining in the sun, like flowing clouds."

Harry asked: "But I heard, uh, Thunderbird feathers can be used to make wands. What are the characteristics of this wand? Is there any Horned Serpent?"

Byers once told him that his wand core is Thunderbird feathers, and Victor Graves’ core is Horned Serpent with long horns. The next part.

Newt thought for a while and said: "Thunderbird is very sensitive to supernatural dangers. It is said that the wand made of Thunderbird feathers is not only formidable and powerful, but also can be the first to launch an incantation in a duel..." Taking a deep look at each other, Newt continued: "But I think this description is a bit exaggerated. My wife Tina's wand is made of Thunderbird feathers. I am no stranger to it. She often complains to me that her Wand is difficult to control."

"As for Horned Serpent, I don’t know much about its wand," Newt said realistically: "I only know that if there is enough tacit understanding with the owner, wand can be in danger. When issuing an early warning, this is similar to the habit of Horned Serpent..."

Felix interjected: "I happen to know a little about the material of wand. There is one thing you need to know, although it is the choice of wand wizard, but with long-term company, the wizard will also affect the wand. Even the wand of the same material and core, the effect that can be exerted on different wizard hands is the difference between Heaven and Earth, so you should pay more attention to people ."

A few people ordered nodded.

In the next hour, they chatted and enjoyed a leisurely evening, as if they really came to the Dragon Reserve in Romania under the leadership of Professor Haip, and happened to meet a knowledgeable Senior citizens.

"...The first time I saw Dragon was in a secret project of the Ministry of Magic, in 1914, when I was just an adult...just an inferior employee of the Ministry of Magic... But the other people in the ministry had no choice but to take that group of Ukrainian Iron Belly, so they approached me. Later they had to abandon the plan because the Ministry of Magic investigators discovered that these dragons only responded to me..."

Harry, they looked at Newt blankly, and he explained--

"I'm born to communicate with different creatures and establish contact with them. I am very good at interacting with them. Dealing with... Later, in 1918, August Worm, publisher of the Obscurus Book Company, commissioned me to write an authoritative manual on magical creatures. I gladly accepted this proposal, and at the same time I felt my own shortcomings, so I Use vacations to travel around the world, accumulate materials, and take a one-year trip in 1925 to record the habitats of various magical creatures..."

The young wizards present-including Felix, silently Listening, it is fascinating to hear an outstanding or even great wizard telling about his experience in his youth, and to feel the profound thoughts that cannot be implemented in his words from his words. This feeling is quite fascinating.

"It was a wonderful day, carefree, always full of anticipation for tomorrow. I walked through the black African forest and observed the precious picture of the nunny snake from the eggshell; Cross the bright Egyptian desert to follow the local legends about the Sphinx; wander the uninhabited Irish green lake, drape the horse-shaped Kelpie with cattail grass; cross the twists and turns of the European mountains, witness the mountain Troll trying to tame the horns The comedy of the camel beast..."

"Until 1927, I completed the first edition of the book "Where is the Magical Creature", which soon became a bestseller after publication."

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"It's still Hogwarts' textbook!" Roger Davis said.

"My mother used it as a storybook to coax me to sleep... but she didn't realize that it was counterproductive." Cedric said, and the people around made a kind of snicker.

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"Children." Newt is about to end today's conversation.

"At first, I just wanted more people to realize the characteristics of magical creatures living on the same land as us, and improve their lives by the way. People at that time still had prejudices against these animals. Over the centuries, there have been endless disputes over the question of "what is an animal and what is a person"... I am also in constant travel, and I have been thinking more and more about the relationship between animals and humans. If there is anything I am eager to tell from my experience Yours, that is that only communication and understanding will eliminate the barriers."

Newt stood up and tidyed up his blue coat.

"Mr. Scamander, have you really decided not to stay for a day or two?" Felix said retentively.

"I’m a little worried about Tina... She is at home alone, taking care of the magical creature in the basement. This is not an easy thing." Newt said: "I have already put all my The knowledge of the magical creature stays. He will replace me and tell you everything about Dragon."

"I wish you all the best to pass the test in advance." He put on his hat and said to the six champions.

Harry and they responded in a mess, and then Hermione asked: "Mr. Scamander, what was your mood when you first knew you were about to face Dragon? Are you afraid?"

"Fear?"

"It's just worry, so excited that I can't sleep." Hermione said.

"My opinion may not be suitable for you, but in my opinion, worrying means suffering one more sin. And whether it is me at the time or you now, it’s a relatively safe The environment faces Dragon, so we can be a little relieved... I hope I can help you, Miss Granger." Newt replied seriously.

When he was about to leave, he saw his memory hidden in the mist, behind him was a group of magical creatures. The past is vivid, his eye sockets moistened, he sighed lightly, and left classroom 7 with everyone.