Spotted By Grindelwald And Went To Hogwarts Chapter 298: Kirin

Pickett hopped onto a branch, and then used the students' heads as a springboard to fly towards the target.

"Oh my hair!"

"Oh my!"

After a little commotion, the Bowtruckle finally calmed down.

Others turned their attention to the suddenly excited little tree man, and saw that Pickett was clinging to a student, climbing up and down on him, and from time to time he got into the bag of his robe to search.

Sean smiled and took Pickett into his palm: "I'm here to teach, Pickett, you should cooperate with Professor Scamander's lecture."

Pickett's pointy fingers sprouted green shoots and went into Sean's pocket to rummage. After making sure that there was no ground beetle in it, he took it back regrettably.

It stuck out its tongue at Sean, making a sharp but amusing sound.

"I miss you, you don't love me anymore."

Then, under the surprised eyes of the students, they stepped on one head after another and returned to Newt's hands.

Pickett climbed up Newt's hand, correcting the position of Newt's fingers by the way, and then stood motionless.

It acts as if it has not been moved.

Sean laughed straight at the sight, this little guy has been with Newt for too long, now he is no longer afraid of people, and his brain is much better than before.

Shawn's junior [Beast Whisperer] can already understand its general meaning.

Newt shook his head helplessly, and he looked at the students: "This is another characteristic of the Bowtruckle. This magical animal that guards trees is usually peaceful and extremely shy, but if you can establish a good relationship with it, it will be clingy and mischievous."

Pickett seemed dissatisfied with Newt's 'naughty' comment on it, and turned his head to spit at Newt.

The students burst into laughter.

Newt also laughed indifferently: "Students, remember that although Bowtruckles are generally gentle magical animals, each one has a different personality, just like us wizards. By the way, the saliva of Bowtruckles is actually tree sap—oh, oh, Pickett, stop spitting, there are many people, you have to be polite."

It took two chubby woodjacks for Newt to calm Pickett's temper. He let the little guy climb on his shoulders, and then led the students into the woods.

"Come on, children, as a first lesson, I think it will be more experiential for you to get up close and personal with these lovely creatures."

As they walked in, Bowtruckles, large or small, began to stick their heads out of the trees.

Staying at a slightly further distance, Newt asked, "Can anyone tell me the gist of dealing with Bowtruckles?"

Hermione and Sean raised their hands at the same time.

"Mr. Wallop."

Sean moved a little closer to a nearby tree: "Bowtruckles are extremely small. As far as I know, the Forbidden Forest is considered a huge habitat. They often use their body color to hide in the trees and will not show people easily. They all came out today. I think Professor Scamander is usually familiar with these little guys."

It may also have something to do with my affinity for magical animals.

He continues, "Although gentle, if the tree in which it lives is threatened, it will leap down and pounce on woodcutters or tree restorers trying to destroy its home, digging into their eyes with its long sharp fingers. If a wizard offers a woodjack to a Bowtruckle, it will be soothed for a long time, so that he or she can remove wood from the tree to make a wand - yes, fairy eggs are also a favorite food of Bowtruckles, but they cannot be given to them." Eat too much, easy to spit milk, no, spit tree sap."

"Of course, there is another requirement when dealing with Bowtruckles, or in other words, this is common when dealing with all magical animals-that is sincerity."

Sean slowly stretched out his hand. On the tree next to him, a dark green Bowtruckle sized him up for a while, and after a moment of hesitation, it lightly jumped into his palm.

"Sincerely show your kindness, magical animals are often more perceptive than humans." He smiled and stretched out his finger, and the Bowtruckle grabbed it and played with Sean.

Newt applauded, he threw a ground turtle to Sean, and waited until the Bowtruckle began to happily enjoy the food before continuing: "Mr. Wallop is right. When dealing with magical animals, all kinds of behaviors tailored to their characteristics and habits will be very helpful, and a sincere heart is also essential. Give Ravenclaw twenty points."

Then, Hagrid brought over a big iron bucket, which was full of ground turtles.

"Come on, everyone take two wood turtles and try to feed the little guys here."

With Xiao En's demonstration, the other students immediately became enthusiastic. They rushed forward to receive their "snacks". Even the students who were afraid of bugs looked at the black bugs in their companions' hands curiously and worriedly.

"Come on, step forward one by one." Newt greeted.

"Yes, that's right, look into the Bowtruckle's eyes and don't show any concern about its sharp fingers, as long as you don't mess around, it will never hurt you."

"Yes, spread your hands first, express your kindness with a soil turtle, and pass it slowly..."

"Very well, after it accepts your first gift, you can try to make it climb into your palm."

Newt's teaching level far exceeds that of the clumsy Hagrid and the grumpy Professor Kettleburn. He is very organized when teaching, always has a smile on his face, and he can answer students' questions in a timely and detailed manner.

Soon, everyone understood why Professor Scamander, who had been in office for less than two years, quickly won the love of the students.

However, some careful students found that although the Bowtruckle in their palms was very gentle, they would turn their heads and look at each other with their companions from time to time, and then looked in a certain direction in unison.

That's Sean's direction.

At this moment, Sean's ears were filled with the thoughts of the Bowtruckles.

"The soil turtle smells so good." Bowtruckle a.

"There are so many idiots today, but there is one person over there who is more fragrant than wood turtles." Bowtruckle b.

"Isn't it better to smell the earthworm?" Bowtruckle retorted.

"No distinction between top and bottom, no distinction between top and bottom." Bowtruckle D said.

The Bowtruckle e lying in Xiao En's hands is basking in the sun with her legs crossed: "It's cool..."

"I also want to try..."

"I also want to try..."

"I also want to try..."

The Bowtruckles were a little jealous of their companions.

"The soil turtle smells really good...huh? Then I'll try it too?" Bowtruckle a.

Newt is leading a timid girl close to a Bowtruckle.

"Yes, stretch out your hand slowly and flatten your palm... Don't worry, come on, try it, it's very simple, this one's temper is much stronger than my Pickett-oh, Pickett stings me very much!"

At this time, there was a sudden exclamation from the crowd.

Newt quickly looked back, and then saw Sean in the crowd jumping around in place.

Most of the Bowtruckles in the entire forest jumped onto Sean as if they had been agreed upon, and they hung on Sean like twigs.

Some were swinging with Sean's robes and earlobes, some were lying in a larger area to bask in the sun, and some crawled into Sean's clothes, and then they were scared out and hugged Sean for comfort—there was Dave living in the inner pocket.

Newt, who was also able to initially communicate with magical animals, heard the sighs of the Bowtruckles: "It smells so good..."

"I'm scared to death, I'm scared to death, there's such a big bug inside!... Can I eat it?"

Shaun, who was grabbed by the Bowtruckle, was jumping in pain: "Hey, buddy, don't grab my ears, fingers, fingers are too sharp...Little guy, you can't drill there!...You! Don't lick! It's itchy hahahahaha——"

Newt: "..."

He helped his forehead rather helplessly, and sure enough, as he expected, something happened to Sean in the end.

However, after the rather funny episode, only Sean was tortured enough.

He stayed away from the woods and wiped the sweat from his brow: "Sometimes I can't stand being too enthusiastic..."

Newt smiled and shook his head: "It seems that before each class, I have to discuss with the magical animals who are going to class in advance."

"Please do this again!"

The two chatted and laughed for a while, and while there was no one around, Sean turned the topic to the magical animals he saw in Selma.

"A magical animal you haven't seen?" Newt became interested.

Sean has been running to his office, and the other party has basically read all his graphic notes, even the new version of "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them" that has not yet been published.

After this, the other party actually has a magical animal that he has never seen before?

Shawn nodded, and gave Newt a detailed description of what he saw: "I can't see the head clearly. It has a body similar to that of an elk, and it has the tail of an oriental dragon. By the way, the scales on its body seem to be of different colors."

Newt held his chin and thought: "From the ancient East?"

"Yes."

"There are indeed many unique magical animals there, and many of them I have never had a deep understanding of. However, after hearing your description, there is only one creature that looks like this in my impression... Well, do you see it from the photos? Is there any bamboo in that forest area?"

Sean recalled it for a while, then nodded: "It seems that there are indeed bamboos."

"That should be it..." Newt's expression was slightly serious.

"Professor?"

Newt looked at Sean and said seriously, "Are you sure you just saw it in the photo, not...you really got one?"

"Am I that kind of person?" Sean felt wronged.

"Well, the descriptions seen in the library can also hatch eggs, can't they?"

"That was an accident, an accident..." Sean laughed.

I was ignorant at the time, and completely underestimated Newt's knowledge of magical animals, and thought he could hide Dave's matter from him.

Newt smiled, and then his expression returned to serious: "If you're right, it should be—a unicorn."

"Kirin?" Sean's eyes widened.

This kind of existence in ancient oriental myths is actually a living magical animal? !

Newt glanced at him, and continued: "Many legends are not groundless, just like the Zouwu I mentioned to you, it is also a strange beast in oriental mythology, but I have also seen it with my own eyes. Not only it, there are many magical and even terrifying magical animals in that land, and the unicorn is a very special kind of them."

"Special? Why do you say that?" Sean asked curiously.

Newt shook his head: "I just heard an old wizard say it when I was traveling in Asia. I don't know what is special about it. It's just that the local wizards call the unicorn a divine beast."

A mythical beast? This is a very important title...

"In addition, Kirin may have another function."

"What?"

Newt let out a sigh of relief: "Does the International Federation of Wizards know?"

"Of course, doesn't it mean that the president will be re-elected soon?"

"It happens to be related to this election..." Newt smiled. "The president is elected by voting. This is an election method that has only been decided in the past two hundred years. It is said that in the beginning, the president of the International Federation of Wizards was not elected by voting, but by unicorns."

"Kirin?" Sean became confused, "How does Kirin choose candidates? If this is the case, isn't it a final decision for me to participate in the election?"

Newt laughed: "It's really possible... I don't know the specific criteria for the selection of Qilin, but I guess it may be similar to unicorns. Unicorns love pure women, and Qilin may also love a certain type of people, and people with this quality may be suitable to become the president."

"That makes sense..." Sean nodded suddenly.

Newt is indeed a senior scholar of magical beasts, and he learned a lot from this trip today.

When Sean said goodbye and was about to return to the crowd, Newt stopped him.

"Sean, are you sure, you really didn't get a unicorn?"

"Really... I swear, Professor." Sean assured rather helplessly.

Since Qilin is so miraculous, how can he get it easily...

After the quite enjoyable Protection of Fantastic Beasts class, the students were still discussing enthusiastically on the way back to the castle. Many people and friends boasted about their experience of seeing a certain Bowtruckle.

On the contrary, Hermione was a little sullen.

Shawn asked strangely: "What's the matter, I think you get along well with that Bowtruckle."

Hermione kicked the stone listlessly: "Professor Scamander didn't assign homework..."

It turns out that this is what you are doing...

"Why do you think Professor Scamander is so popular? The key point is that he seldom assigns homework." Sean said.

Hermione puffed up her cheeks unwillingly: "I've prepared a lot of materials! I won't need them now!"

"It's not a loss if you learn it in your head...but you usually study in addition to studying~IndoMTL.com~Why don't you buy a pet?" Sean asked.

This time, Hermione did not meet the clever Crookshanks in Diagon Alley, which made Sean quite regretful.

Hermione was obviously a little moved, but she shook her head in the end: "Forget it, I don't really like it... You need to be responsible for it when you buy a pet..."

"Can you pick one, how about cats and raccoons? I have connections, and I can go to the Ministry of Magic to get a breeding certificate."

"I also know your connections, isn't it Mr. Potter and Mr. Black?"

"This is just part of it, okay? I've been thinking about getting a breeding certificate recently, and I've been researching it for a long time."

Having said this, the two entered the castle, and as soon as they entered the front yard, they heard Fred and George's loud voices.

"Come on!" The two waved a newspaper, "Big news!"

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