Felix was about to speak out when a black shadow ran out of the tent, climbed up Newt's feet onto his shoulder, put one hand on his hip and pointed at Felix with the other hand.

"Jiji! Jiji!" Xijiu Varun shouted excitedly.

Even Harry and the others could see that this sniff was complaining.

"Oh, Valen," Newt said comfortingly: "It's good to learn more. You should really look at the chapter I wrote in "Sniffing," and if you know how to read, I can write to you every year..."

Sniff Valen looked at Newt in disbelief.

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

"Shi!"

Sniff let out a mourn, and pounced on his shoulders into Felix's arms, hiding his head, making everyone laugh.

"Okay, gentlemen, ladies, let me introduce to you. This is Mr. Newt Scamander, the most famous expert in magical animal protection in the world." Felix hugged Sniffing and said with a smile: "Mr. Scamander came this morning. Principal Dumbledore successfully persuaded him to leave a precious memory and live with Hogwarts forever... If someone writes this school history in the future, it will definitely be worth a big book today."

Newt looked at Felix with some discomfort, the expression on his face was the same as his memory.

The light of worship of knowledge flashed in Hermione's eyes, and she couldn't wait to say, "Mr. Newt Scarmander, we have written to you-I, Harry and Ron," she pointed to the two next to her, "About Buckbeck of Hagrid! It is still in the forbidden forest, living with its family!"

Newt looked at Hermione, then at the shorter Harry and Ron, as well as Cedric, Collins, and Roger Davis standing next to him--all stared at him intently, and he found himself in the focus of his sight.

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

They sat around a simple wooden square table in the camp, and could clearly see the wood texture on the surface of the table. Newt's memory whispered: "Sorry, I'm missing." Then they disappeared.

Newt himself blinked and looked reluctantly at the place where the memory disappeared. When he turned around, he found that everyone was looking at him in a little surprise. He cleared his throat, "Well, let's start officially... Dumbledore told me that he just needs to leave a memory and give it to him... But I insisted on meeting you before leaving, and I think it's necessary."

"My footprints have been spread all over the five continents. I have visited the nests of wild animals, caves of underground animals, and nests of birds. I have observed the strange habits of magical animals in more than a hundred countries, felt their skills and won their trust. Occasionally, I also drove them away with a travel kettle."

"Travel, travel kettle..." Roger Davis laughed and stroked his hair, "Did you meet a group of migrating goblins?"

Others also want 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 finger and a strange creature appeared on the ground, about a foot tall, with a hairy body, but a big, smooth gray head.

"That's it." Newt said happily: "Did you see it? Compared to the body, their heads are surprisingly large, and they just need to rest on the ground - yes, thank you - you see, if you don't pay attention, you will mistakenly think that they are a big, bright and round stone. Many travel wizards did not notice it, leaned on them to rest and pillow them, and finally woke up and found themselves even more tired, drowsy... or entered a state of hysterical despair."

"This kind of creature likes to chase people's shadows. If you encounter them in the wild, you can make some noise to scare them. Of course, a coma spell is OK, or just kick it away with your feet..."

Among the six warriors, Cedric only chose the sixth-grade magical creature class for the protection of magical creatures, which was due to his father's influence, Mr. Amos Diggory, now works in the Magical Biology Management and Control Department of the Ministry of Magic. He has seen pictures of the big-headed monster in class, but he still feels novel when listening to Newt's introduction. They found that this somewhat unspeakable old man always talks about magical animals, and inadvertently mentions many interesting details.

Harry asked about Thunderbird.

"It was a flying large bird magical beast that could sense danger and create storms while flying." Newt said nostalgically: "About seventy years ago, to be precise, I rescued a thunderbird from a dealer in Egypt. I called it Frank, something happened in the middle... I can't say, signed a confidentiality agreement... but I met my wife in this incident..."

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"The Thunderbird is a bit like an enlarged carving, with brilliant feathers, different colors, but usually drags two long tail feathers - they are distant relatives of the phoenix. Frank's feathers are golden and white, glittering in the sun, like flowing clouds."

Harry asked, "But I heard, uh, the thunderbird feathers can be used as magic wands. What are the characteristics of this kind of wand? And the horned water snake?"

Byers once told him that the core of his wand was a Thunderbird feather, while Victor Grevis's core was a part cut from a long-horned water snake.

Newt thought for a while and said, "Thunderbirds are very sensitive to supernatural dangers. It is said that wands made of Thunderbird feathers are not only powerful, but also can fire spells first in duels..." Harry and the others looked at each other deeply, and Newt continued, "But I think this description is a bit exaggerated. My wife Tina's wand is made of Thunderbird feathers, and I am not unfamiliar with it. She often complains to me that her wand is difficult to control."

"As for the long-horned water snake, I don't know much about its wand," Newt said truthfully: "I only know that if I have enough understanding with my master, the wand can issue an early warning in times of danger. This is similar to the habits of the long-horned water snake..."

Felix interrupted, "I happen to have some understanding of the material of the wand. One thing you need to know is that although it is a magic wand, a wizard will also affect the wand with long-term companionship. Even a wand of the same material and the core of the wand can perform very differently in the hands of different wizards, so you should pay more attention to people."

Several people nodded.

The next hour, they chatted and enjoyed a leisurely evening, as if they had actually arrived at the Romanian Fire Dragon Reserve under Professor Happ and happened to meet a knowledgeable elder.

"...I first met the fire dragon in a secret plan of the Ministry of Magic. In 1914, I had just grown up... I was just a low-level employee of the Ministry of Magic... But the others in the Ministry had no choice but to take the group of Ukrainian iron belly and came to me. Later they had to give up the plan because the investigators of the Ministry of Magic found that these dragons only responded to me..."

Harry and the others stared at Newt in a daze, and he explained-

"I was born to communicate with different creatures and make connections with them. I was very good at dealing with them... Later, in 1918, August Worm, the publisher of Momoran Book Company, commissioned me to write an authoritative manual on magical animals. I accepted the proposal happily, and felt deeply inadequate, so I used my holidays to travel around the world, accumulate material, and took a one-year trip in 1925 to record the habitat of various magical animals..."

The young wizards present, including Felix, listened silently, and could hear an outstanding, even great wizard telling his youthful experiences, and feeling the profound thoughts that could not be implemented in his pen from his words. This feeling is quite fascinating.

"It was a wonderful day, carefree, and always full of expectations for tomorrow. I walked through the black forest of Africa and observed the precious scenes of the Runi snake coming out of the eggshell; waded through the bright Egyptian desert to pursue the local legend of Sphinx; wandered to the uninhabited Ireland green lake, and draped the horse-shaped water monster with wide-leaf cattails; crossed the winding European mountains and witnessed the comics of mountain monsters trying to tame the horned camel beast..."

"Until 1927, I completed the first edition of the book "Where Are Fantastic Beasts", and soon became a bestseller after publication."

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

"My mom used it as a storybook and coaxed me to sleep...but she didn't realize that it was counterproductive." Cedric said, with the people around her making a snicker of kindness.

"Kids." Newt is ready to end today's conversation.

"I initially wanted more people to realize the characteristics of magical animals that live on the same land as us, and to improve their lives. People at that time were still prejudiced against these animals, and for centuries there was a debate over the issue of "what is an animal and what is a human being"... I was also in constant travel, and I thought more and more deeply about the relationship between animals and humans. If there is anything I urgently hope to tell you about in my experience, it is that only communication and understanding will eliminate the barriers."

Newt stood up and sorted out his blue coat.

"Mr. Scarmand, have you really decided not to stay for a day or two?" Felix said with retention.

"I'm a little worried about Tina... She's alone at home and she's not an easy task to take care of the magical animals in the basement." Newt said: "I've left all my knowledge about magical animals. He will take my place and tell you everything about the fire dragon."

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

Harry and the others responded in a mess, and then Hermione asked, "Mr. Scarmand, what was your mood when you first knew you were going to face the Fire Dragon? Are you afraid?"

"fear?"

"Just worry, so excited that I can't sleep," said Hermione.

"My opinion may not be suitable for you, but in my opinion, worry means suffering one more time. And whether it was me at that time or you now, you were facing the Fire Dragon in a relatively safe environment, so we can feel a little at ease... I hope it can help you, Miss Granger." Newt answered seriously.
Chapter completed!