Spotted By Grindelwald And Went To Hogwarts Chapter 47: Newt Scamander

"Ding, ding, ding." Before the dinner began, Dumbledore knocked on the goblet in front of him three times, and the noise in the auditorium gradually subsided.

"Before you enjoy the food, I want to announce something," Dumbledore stood up, "Our Professor Kettleburn has encountered some misfortunes and is still recuperating at this time. However, fortunately, I persuaded the author of your textbook to take over."

"Welcome, Professor Newt Scamander."

There was warm applause in the auditorium, and Sean could hear Hermione whispering in surprise: "He is the author of "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them"! He almost set up the werewolf registry of the Ministry of Magic, and the order "Prohibition of Feeding for Experimental Purposes" was also facilitated by him. He even won the Order of Merlin, Second Class. He is going to teach us?!"

Sean's applause was warm, and he turned his head and smiled and added: "Professor Scamander is also on the chocolate frog picture."

"That's not the point!" Hermione's voice complained a lot, "The Protection of Fantastic Beasts class cannot be taken until the third grade, and I can't even take his class!"

Sean could only shrug his shoulders. He couldn't just pray that Professor Kettleburn would lie down all the time so that Professor Scamander could always substitute for the class.

Amid warm applause, Newt stood up. He didn't seem to be quite used to this atmosphere, so he just showed a shy smile.

"Thank you, thank you all." Newt saluted, and then quickly sat down.

Sean looked over curiously. Just like the legend, this Newt Scamander is obsessed with the protection and research of magical animals, and is not very good at socializing.

After the dinner began, Dumbledore smiled and pulled over a plate: "Try it, you have been away from Hogwarts for so many years, I don't know if the dishes in the kitchen still suit your taste."

Although Newt has gray hair, he is still full of energy. He hunchbacked and spoke very fast: "Thank you, Dumbledore, I am exhausted from the journey from Dorset to here. I really need to add something."

"Oh, Newt, it's not the journey that wears you out, it's your suitcase." Dumbledore said with a smile.

"Oh, I don't have the energy of my youth now, and there are only a few little guys left in the box." Newt said quickly.

Dumbledore raised his eyebrows, then raised his goblet: "I hope so, Newt, thank you again for accepting my invitation."

"Easy to do, Dumbledore."

When the dinner was over, Sean said goodbye to Hermione quickly, and then caught up with Newt.

Dumbledore, who was talking to Professor McGonagall, saw this scene and smiled slightly.

Although Newt's hair and beard were white, his steps were fast and dense. Sean trotted to catch up with him at the corner of the third floor.

"Professor Scamander." Sean stopped him politely.

"Oh, hello, but it's not time for class yet." Newt glanced at him, nodded and prepared to continue upstairs.

"Professor, I'm sorry to bother you, but there is a problem that has troubled me for a long time. I have seen the egg of a magical animal, and I am very curious about what is inside it. It has turquoise patterns, dense blood lines on the edges of the pattern, and it also emits bright red light. What is the size?" Sean compared his head, "it is about the same size as mine."

Sean was worried that something would happen to his egg if it was delayed, so he could only hurry up to disturb Professor Scamander who had just finished his journey.

And Newt is a wizard who likes to get along with magical animals far more than humans, so he can quickly ask his own questions to attract his attention.

Sure enough, Newt stopped walking suddenly, and he turned his head, his eyes sparkling.

"The egg you have seen, are you sure it looks like this?"

"I'm sure." Sean nodded seriously.

Newt leaned against the stone wall, his hands knocking on the wall unconsciously.

"Strange, it sounds like... but how did the blood lines and red light come from... Mutants are still new species..."

Sean didn't bother him, just stood beside him with a smile.

It took a while for Newt to wake up.

He looked at his watch: "Oh... sorry, can you come with me to my office, I have a small album, you can identify it... oh, sorry, what is your name?"

"Sean Wallup, sir."

"Come on, Mr. Wallop, if you don't mind going to bed late."

"Of course, sir."

Sean followed Newt to an office. With sharp eyes, he saw the leather case on the desk.

The corners of the suitcase are a bit worn, and the brass turntable in the middle is also worn a lot.

"Boom --" the suitcase jumped twice by itself, and a dull sound came from inside.

"Don't worry." Newt took off his coat and put one hand on the box.

"You can find a place to sit, and I'll find it for you." After speaking, Newt carried the suitcase and walked into a small room by the wall ~IndoMTL.com~ It seemed that he was not familiar with it, so he couldn't show me there.

Sean sighed regretfully, and turned to look at the room.

Looking ordinary, it is not accurate to say that it is an office. It should be said to be a small bedroom, because there are no other facilities in the room except a table, chair, and bed. There is also a wooden shelf behind the door. I don't know what it is used for.

Suddenly, Sean felt his trouser legs being pulled.

He looked down and saw a budding turquoise branch was pulling Sean's trouser legs with its small hands. It was a Bowtruckle.

"Hey, little guy." Sean stretched out his hand to the ground.

The Bowtruckle sized Sean up with its small brown eyes, and after a little hesitation, it jumped onto Sean's palm.

"Hello, are you a friend of Professor Scamander, or did you come here by yourself?" Sean teased it.

The Bowtruckle didn't seem afraid of life at all. It hugged Xiao En's finger with both hands and swung on it.

"It likes you very much, Mr. Wallop." Newt came out with a thick album, with a smile on his face.

"I guess I've always been a fan of Fantastic Beasts, sir." Sean smiled and folded his hands together to give the Bowtruckle more room to move.

"Bowtruckles don't easily approve of a wizard, especially when he doesn't have woodcracks in his hands." Newt nodded slightly in surprise, and then handed over the album.

"Look, is this it?"

Sean looked at the opened page and was immediately sure.

The picture above is what it looked like before the egg.

There is a line of small characters below the picture: Winged Demon.