Spotted By Grindelwald And Went To Hogwarts Chapter 467: A meeting of two “experts”


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"Have you found the answer?"

On the small road heading out of the school, Hermione asked rather gloatingly.

Sean glanced at her sullenly: "Judging the time and place of my death on a daily basis, the way of death is probably a dozen or so? Oh, I almost forgot, she even 'whipped' Miss Granger who gave up such an elective course—is this answer satisfactory, Miss Granger?"

Hermione raised her nose proudly: "I don't care about Professor Trelawney's slander against me, anyway, I will never go to that useless divination classroom again."

The first class in the morning is Divination. Hermione, who got an "A" last semester, has already given up Professor Trelawney's Divination class, while Sean, who got an "E", chose to continue this course after much deliberation.

After all, Trelawney is still talented, although this talent is not reflected in the usual teaching sessions...

Shawn embraced the idea of ​​a dead horse as a living horse doctor, and revealed his dream vaguely. Then, just like in the last school year, Professor Trelawney interpreted it to Sean with a "prophecy" that was pretending to be a ghost, involving the method of death, time and place of burial...

Hearing all this, Hermione laughed at Sean with an expression of "I knew it would happen a long time ago".

Shawn can only pinch his nose and admit it. Professor Trelawney suffered a lot from the previous accident caused by Max Dawson, and he lost his previous magician demeanor in class—not to mention the real prophecy and dream interpretation.

The two discussed Sean's dream and the unreliable Professor Trelawney on the gravel path, and then walked towards Hagrid's cabin.

Under the restrictions of the Ministry of Magic regulations, last school year Hogwarts canceled all outdoor activities, including outdoor courses, and now it is finally open.

Hagrid, who is currently a teaching assistant for the Care of Magical Creatures class, enthusiastically informed them early in the morning that there was a big surprise for everyone in the first outdoor Care of Magical Creatures class.

However, both Hermione and Sean were pessimistic about this - Hagrid said he was a teaching assistant, more like an assistant, and until now Newt hadn't let him take a class of a certain grade alone.

Sean fully understands this.

"Oh, it's been a long time since I've walked this road, and I actually feel a strange intimacy." After walking through the three-way intersection, Hermione sighed.

Shawn also nodded: "Frankly speaking, I almost can't remember what the owl hut looks like, but I hope Hagrid won't make any big news in the first class of the new semester."

"No, Professor Scamander will control the direction of the whole class - hey, is that the professor and Hagrid?" Hermione pointed to the distance.

Hearing that, Sean looked around, and next to Hagrid's hut, there were two figures, one tall and one short, waving at them. They were Newt and Hagrid.

"Professor Scamander, and Professor Hagrid~" After walking over, Sean blinked and shook hands with the two.

"Nice to meet you, oh, thank you, Sean, and you, Hermione." Hagrid's huge palm almost wrapped half of Sean's arm, and then shook it vigorously. He liked to hear people calling him professor.

Newt smiled and looked at the two of them: "Good morning, both of you, Hagrid notified you this morning, and sure enough, you two were the first ones to come."

"I don't have class in the first period, and Sean will come over together, and Harry and the others should be here in a while," Hermione said, looking behind the two of them, and said a little nervously, "Professor, what is the magical animal prepared today?"

As soon as he said this, Hagrid immediately became excited: "Oh, unimaginable magical animals! Believe me, children, you have never seen such a creature!"

Newt showed some headache expression.

Hermione and Sean looked at each other, seeing the helplessness in each other's eyes.

"Sean, you're here just in time, so come too, Hermione." Newt walked towards the back of Hagrid's hut, motioning for several people to follow, "Sean, just use your ability to check the situation."

Shawn raised his eyebrows, why does it sound like Professor Scamander doesn't know much about the "new animal" Hagrid said?

Hagrid was at the end, constantly talking: "You will be amazed, and Professor Scamander has confirmed that those creatures are not dangerous at all under reasonable and correct contact methods, just like Bowtruckles!"

Newt was a little helpless: "Hagrid, Bowtruckles can also poke people's eyeballs-hey, Pickett, I didn't say you, buddy, you shouldn't bite me."

A small tree man climbed onto Newt's shoulder, first stuck out his tongue at his "cushion man", and then waved his hands excitedly at Sean.

"Hey, Pickett, long time no see, how are you doing?" Sean also smiled and waved his hands, and then took out a few wood turtles as if by magic.

Pickett's small black eyeballs lit up, and it climbed onto Newt's head amidst Newt's screams of pain, and then stretched Newt's curly hair, launching itself like a stone from a slingshot.

After a "whoosh", Pickett landed firmly in Sean's palm, and happily enjoyed the food.

"Ouch—man, we should have a good talk when we get back, you traitor." Newt said to Pickett, rubbing his scalp.

After harvesting the saliva stained with wood turtle juice again, Newt patted his head helplessly: "My God, last time I went home, Tina said that my hair has lost a lot——"

Sean suppressed a smile: "Professor, I will talk to it."

"Thank you, Sean, but I'm afraid the more you talk the better, and he'll bounce around better next time—oh, here we are."

During the conversation, they had already walked to the back of Hagrid's hut, next to the huge pumpkin patch, several wooden crates more than one meter high and two meters wide were placed there.

Hearing the sound of someone approaching, there was an explosion sound in the wooden crate.

The corner of Sean's mouth froze, he seemed to know what was inside...

When he walked to the wooden crate, Newt stopped and said, "Hagrid, let me introduce you."

"Oh, of course, of course, it's my duty and my pleasure." Hagrid rubbed his hands and walked to the wooden crates, and opened one of them.

Hermione covered her mouth immediately.

A monster with a length of six and a half feet and a height of nearly one meter appeared in front of several people.

The guy looked like a deformed, shelled lobster, covered with a grayish-white, shiny armor-like thing, which looked like a cross between a huge scorpion and an elongated crab.

Many spiky, messy feet protruded from the bottom of the guy, and it looked so weird that Sean and Hermione couldn't even find where the guy's head was.

"Bang——" felt that the box was opened, and a strong flame burst out from the monster's tail, accompanied by a violent explosion.

"Oh, look at this cute guy—" Hagrid said enthusiastically, "It was about to move just now, so it exploded from the tail, which can propel the body forward for a certain distance. Of course, it is now bound by the magic in the box—by the way, this guy is called a snail! How about it, isn't it interesting?"

Shawn spread his hands: "Thank you for telling me how it's going, now I finally know which direction this guy's head is in."

Hermione took a step back in disgust and horror: "Hagrid! You made this?!"

Hagrid raised his head proudly: "Of course, of course it's me, oh, not all of them, haha."

Newt sighed, he looked at Sean: "I failed."

"Huh?" Sean was taken aback for a moment, then reacted.

Then he opened his eyes wide in horror: "Hagrid and West met?!"

The grandson of Newt's youthful assistant Bunty, also called Newt's Newt West - a "well-known" expert in the "breeding" of magical animals.

Newt has been trying his best to prevent West and Hagrid from meeting, and Sean also deeply believes that these two guys can't get together.

So far, it has failed...

Hagrid shook his head: "Professor, West did nothing bad this time."

Newt glanced over with stern eyes, and Hagrid immediately lowered his head like a child who has done something wrong.

"Nothing wrong means you got a manticore with a dangerous xxxxx for you?" Newt rubbed his temples, "He's responsible for the purchase for you, and you're responsible for the crossbreeding, right?"

Hagrid muttered, "But a new species has really been born, professor..."

Speaking, he pointed to the snail that was blasting the wooden crate vigorously: "They also thrived. At first it was only three inches long!"

"Thank you for your careful feeding. Also, thank you for reminding me that the first batch of snails had eighty at first, but now there are only five left, and the rest all died of cannibalism."

Hagrid stopped talking now.

Sean walked up to Newt and persuaded him, "Professor, don't get angry, have you studied the habits of this snail?"

When it comes to the habits of the snail, Newt's expression is not so serious, and his tone has become the same as before: "The main habits are almost the same. It has many characteristics of the manticore, such as aggressiveness, bad temper, and unless there is a male and a female, the situation of cannibalism is very serious."

"West has done a good job. According to my judgment, the breed bred by Hagrid will continue to grow until the body can't afford it. Not only the tail, but the whole body explodes together—"

"West and Hagrid have secretly researched on the breeding for a long time. The ten-foot snail should be the largest size. By then, it will be considered a real adult magical animal—yes, it will not explode due to growth. At least it will be a normal magical animal."

Newt talked a lot, and to sum it up, the snail originally had a lot of flaws, but Hagrid and West are really a match made in heaven. The two have been researching it for a long time without telling Newt, and the newly bred snail finally has no such natural defects—they have really bred a brand new magical animal.

Of course, the danger level is ridiculously high. Newt came to Hogwarts in advance to observe the snails. According to him, at least xxxx started. The bigger the snails, the more irritable their tempers.

In the end, Newt was also very helpless. He didn't disapprove of the breeding of magical animals, but West and Hagrid's breeding behavior, which could be called a "time bomb", made him very angry-just seeing Hagrid's appearance showed that he had been reprimanded a lot during this period.

Fortunately, the junior collaboration between the two "Fantastic Beasts experts" did not produce any unexplainable monsters.

"Sean, I just need your help." Newt said.

"Of course, Professor."

"I have tried to communicate with creatures like snails, but I have been failing. I need your help."

Hearing this, Xiao En looked at the huge monster again, with spikes and weird legs everywhere, and the only soft belly was firmly attached to the ground.

Using the skill of [Beast Whisperer], he was able to communicate with magical animals initially, but after standing here for so long, Sean never heard any animal sounds from the Blast-tailed Whelk except for the sound of explosions.

"I'll try..."

Sean walked to the wooden box and looked it over.

This snail was bigger than Sean's whole body. Under Newt's magic restrictions, even if Sean was very close, he still attacked, but the tail kept making crackling explosions.

Looking around seriously, Sean raised his head.

He now faces a serious problem.

Where are the eyes of this snail thing...?

Shawn's sky-high affinity for magical animals has a bonus of intimacy when facing all animals, but if you want to quickly tame a magical animal, the best way is to look at each other.

"Hagrid, where is the head and eyes of this thing?"

Hagrid puffed out his chest proudly: "Its brain should be at the very center, firmly protected by armor, flesh and some tissues, and the snail has no eyes. According to my guess, its legs have sensory organs, and those are enough."

Sean: "..."

He turned his head to look at Newt: "Professor, I tried my best."

Newt: "..."

"I'm sorry to trouble you, it seems that if you want to know the IQ and some hidden characteristics of this creature, you can only rely on observation day after day..."

One old and one young, two magical animal geniuses sighed and walked outside~IndoMTL.com~ It was the first time that the combination of these two people was so powerless in the face of magical animals.

Hagrid scratched his head and glanced at Hermione who had retreated to the pumpkin patch: "Hermione, what's wrong with them, aren't the snails cute?"

Hermione's eyes widened: "Hagrid...a terrifying monster six and a half feet long and three feet high, we usually don't call it 'snail', nor do we describe it as cute."

"Oh, you haven't touched it yet, as long as you touch it, I believe you will fall in love with it!"

"This love is too heavy..."

It turned out that the other students thought the same as Hermione.

In the Protection of Magical Creatures class, Hagrid brought hundreds of newly bred six-inch snails. None of the students could accept this guy's weird and disgusting appearance and the smell of rotten fish and rotten shrimp that he kept emitting.

Hagrid was disappointed, and Sean thought about it and asked him for a few small snails.

Keep it in the ring...Anyway, other creatures are not afraid of this product...Just study it...


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