Pickett hopped onto a branch, then sprinted toward his goal, using the students' heads as a springboard.

"Oh my hair!"

"Oh my!"

After a little commotion, the Bowtruckle finally calmed down.

Everyone else 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 for it.

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

Green shoots sprouted from Pickett's pointy fingers, and he rummaged in Sean's pocket again, making sure that there were no ground beetles in it, and then 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 in passing, and stood motionless.

It acted as if it hadn't been moved just now.

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

Sean'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 It will be clingy and naughty."

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, Bowtruckles The hunchback's drool is actually tree sap—oh, oh, Pickett, stop spitting, there's a lot of people, be polite."

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

"Come on, kids, 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 poke their heads out of the trees.

Keeping at a slight 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 trees. It's easy to show people. They are all out today, and 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 continued: "While mild-natured, if the tree in which it lives is threatened, it will leap to the woodcutter or tree repairer trying to destroy its home, using its long, sharp Fingers dug into their eyes. If a wizard offered a woodjack to a Bowtruckle, it would be soothed for a long time so that he or she could pluck wood from the tree to make a wand—yes, fairy eggs are also Bowtruckles. Tree hunchbacks like food, but you can't feed them too much, they tend to spit milk, no, spit tree sap."

"Of course, there is another requirement for dealing with Bowtruckles, or in other words, this is common to 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 woodjack to Sean, and waited until the Bowtruckle began to enjoy the food happily before continuing: "Mr. Wallop is right, dealing with magical animals, all kinds of targeting Its traits, idiosyncratic behavior can be very helpful, and a sincere heart is also necessary. Twenty points to Ravenclaw."

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

"Very good, after it accepts your first gift, you can try to make it climb onto 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 with a smile on his face, and he can answer students' questions in a timely and detailed manner. answer.

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 stupid people today, but there is one person who is more fragrant than wood turtles." Bowtruckle b.

"Isn't it better to be a bitch?" 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 was basking in the sun with her legs crossed, "It's cool..."

"I want to try too..."

"I want to try too..."

"I want to try too..."

All the Bowtruckles were a little bit envious of their companions.

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

Newt was 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's—oh, Pickett stings me so 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 large area to bask in the sun, and some crawled into Sean’s clothes, and then came out to hug Sean for comfort—inner Dave was still living in the bag.

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

"Scared me to death, scared me to death, there is such a big bug in it!... Can I eat it?"

Sean, 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! Itchy hahaha Ha ha-"

Newt: "…"

He helped his forehead rather helplessly, and sure enough, as he expected, something happened to Xiao En 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!"

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 magical animals that he has never seen before?

Sean 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 do not seem to be of uniform color. .”

Newt rested his chin and pondered: "From the ancient East?"

"right."

"There are indeed many unique magical animals there, and many of them I have never had a deep understanding of. However, from your description, there is only one creature that looks like this in my impression... Well, you can see it from the photos ? Are there bamboos 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 solemn.

"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?"

"It 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 existence in the ancient oriental myth 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 Eastern 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."

Divine beast? This is a very important title...

"In addition, the unicorn 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 election of the president of the International Federation of Wizards was not Elected by voting, but by unicorns.”

"Qilin?" Sean became confused, "How does Qilin 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 hard to say... I don't know the specific criteria for the selection of unicorns, but I guess it may be similar to unicorns. Unicorns love pure women, and unicorns may also love certain types of women." People, and people with such qualities may be suitable to be the president."

"It makes sense..." Sean nodded suddenly.

Newt is worthy of being a senior scholar of magical animals. He learned a lot from this trip today.

When Sean said goodbye and was about to return to the crowd, Newt called to 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 so easily...

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

Hermione, on the other hand, was a little sullen.

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

Hermione listlessly kicked the stones under her feet: "Professor Scamander didn't assign homework after class..."

So that's why you...

"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~lightnovelpub.net~ Why don't you buy a pet?" Sean asked.

This time, Hermione didn't 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. 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?"

"That's 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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