After Canaan finished reading the newspaper, he shook his head slightly, and he roughly expected the outcome of Schuster's sentencing.

After all, as the official force of the wizarding world, the Aurors cooperated with the mysterious organization, united with the Death Eaters, and finally even interrupted the triennial Quidditch tournament in Europe. These egregious acts undoubtedly cast doubt on the credibility of the Magical Congress of the United States, and the International Magical Congress needs a scapegoat.

Canaan believed that if it hadn't been for Dumbledore's lobbying in front of various forces, I am afraid that Schuster's punishment would have been even heavier.

......

At lunch.

"Canaan, tomorrow we will have a special guest in our house, you better prepare. Lincoln smiled mysteriously at Canaan at the dinner table.

Canaan looked at Lincoln suspiciously, he didn't know what kind of dumb riddle Lincoln was playing.

Helen also looked at Lincoln, and she was curious about the special guest in Lincoln's mouth.

"You've met her, Fleur Delacour, and she said she would be a guest at our house tomorrow. Lincoln took out a letter and said slowly.

"Dad, you know, she's a half-breed girl, and the Ministry of Magic won't let her go out easily, let alone come to a Muggle family in England as a guest. Canaan was a little unconvinced.

"Oh, I don't know, at least that's what she said in the letter. Lincoln shook his head and handed over the envelope.

Canaan opens the envelope.

"Dear Uncle Lincoln,

I will visit you and your family with my guardian on May 14th. You'd better make some sweets to welcome us, and please bring some strawberry-flavored chocolate..."

Canaan read the letter with a black line on her face, this girl didn't seem to treat herself as an outsider, and she didn't have the attitude that a guest should have.

As for the guardian in Fleur's mouth, he probably guessed it, because tomorrow Guvet would come to London to discuss with him about the Alchemy Foundation.

With Guvet's guarantee, it is not surprising that the French Ministry of Magic dared to release Fleur.

But when did Fleur and Guvet get married? Guvett doesn't seem to have any Meiwa blood.

Canaan sighed, anyway, he was going to throw Fleur to Lincoln and Helen, after all, he didn't have time to play with the little girl.

Then, after a quick lunch, Canaan used the door opening technique to come to the Crescent Island in the secret realm.

Because the protection measures of Crescent Island were destroyed by the frost dragon, the entire island was completely exposed to the surface of the lake, and from time to time flocks of birds flew to the island to nest and hunt.

Canaan came to the vicinity of the mountain, where the strange structure built on the big tree seemed to have been abandoned for a long time. The wooden doors and windows are also mostly chalked and shattered at the slightest touch.

This is supposed to be where the elves once lived, but now there is no trace of the elves left inside.

He found a fairly intact building, took out a blanket, and sat cross-legged inside.

The magic in the air was very abundant, and Canaan found that the effect of meditation here was much better than outside.

He poured himself a bottle of the little Yuehua Elixir that was left, and the slightly bitter astringency instantly invaded his brain.

He began to slow down his thoughts and meditate.

......

After the meditation, Canaan took out his magic watch.

158.3！

"Good, it's about 8 points more this time. Canaan nodded.

The combination of the Yuehua Elixir and the meditation technique taught by the Ancient One had too great an effect on the increase in mana. His current mana is about the same as that of a wizard who has just come of age, that is, a Hogwarts graduate.

Step out of the wooden building, Canaan flies to the top of the mountain, overlooking the entire Crescent Island.

The afternoon sun shines on the turquoise lake, the curved islands are full of greenery and life, and the crisp sound of birdsong can be heard in the distance.

With a light breeze and a pleasant view, Canaan felt relaxed and his swollen head was somewhat soothed.

He plans to develop this place into a second base, plant some environmentally demanding plants, and then build a small log cabin nearby, where he can occasionally come and relax.

After spending a long time on Crescent Island, Canaan returned home. However, he found a cramped and restless person standing in front of his house, the same person he had always wanted to see.

"Hello, may I ask who you are?", Canaan opened the door.

"Little Mr. Brian, my name is Congra, and I have attended Mr. Goodett's alchemy party, so you should have some impression of me. And I've written to you before, I'm sorry to bother you, I'm just...", Kangra, who was wandering outside the door, was suddenly startled by the sound of the door opening, he looked at Canaan, and explained nervously.

"I remember you, what's the matter? I didn't expect you to find here, my parents are not at home, come in and sit. Canaan smiled, his voice kind.

"Thank you, the address where you live was told to me by Mr. Scamander. Kangra walked softly into the room, as if afraid of breaking something.

"Mr. Scamander, how is he doing?" Canaan served Kangra a glass of hot milk.

"It's not too good, you know, he's been heartbroken for his nephew lately, and I've had a hard time seeing him. Kangra placed his hands on his knees, looking at the furnishings in the room with some uneasiness.

"Pika, Pika!", Pikachu ran down from the stairs at some point, climbed onto the couch, and looked curiously at the dwarf in front of him.

"Is this a pet like yours, sir?"

"Well, it's called Pikachu, and it's a very rare magical animal. Canaan explained.

"No wonder I've never seen such a creature, if Mr. Scamander was here, he would have known, I haven't seen a more knowledgeable myrzoologist than he is. ", Congra laughed wryly.

Canaan also smiled, "Kangra, is there something you are looking for me for?"

"Sir, I would like to join your Alchemy Foundation. Kangra seemed a little hard to say.

"Kangra, I'm sorry, I think I replied to you in the letter. The matter of the Alchemy Fund Mutual Aid Association still needs to be discussed with Mr. Guvett before it can be carried out in detail, and I will inform you of the criteria for membership at that time. Canaan shook his head.

"Sir, I know, I'm actually... I want to meet your teacher, Mr. Supreme Venerable. Kangra looked down at Canaan.

"So, you're also the one my teacher rescued from the secret realm?" Canaan asked with a smile.

"Did Mr. Mage tell you everything?"

"Of course, the teacher never hid it from me. Canaan nodded, then asked, "Are you looking for me to join Kama Taj?"

"That's true, little Mr. Brian, I'm actually a Squib or a half-blood goblin, and I'd like to ask if I can join Kama Taj to learn magic. Kangra's eyes were fixed on Canaan, as if he wanted to hear the desired answer from his mouth.

Canaan looked him in the eye and said, "Kangra, Kama Taj doesn't discriminate against anyone. I have a brother who was a disabled Muggle doctor who was bullied and then accepted by my teacher and became a very distinguished mage. ”

Hearing Canaan's words, Kangra's eyes seemed to glow.

Canaan paused, then continued, "However, you also know that Kama Taj will be very careful in choosing a mage, and while valuing one's own temperament, it also requires a lot of price. ”

"Oh, sir, I don't have many gold galleons on me, and I ran out of my most valuable bottle of dragon blood not long ago. Kangra immediately said with a bitter face.

"Kangra, you see, the price is not just money. I can secretly tell you, though, that my teacher has been looking for a green gemstone lately, and this gemstone seems to be very helpful to him. Canaan whispered in Kangra's ear.

"You mean a gem the size of a green thumb?", Congra asked excitedly, his eyes widening suddenly.

Canaan nodded, smiling.