"In two days, I want to invite Harry and them to the United States to play together, can you recommend a few places?" McGoth said this mainly to Dumbledore, he knew that he had used a protective charm at Harry's uncle's house to prevent Harry from being persecuted by the Dark Wizards before he became an adult, and he wanted to find out if Dumbledore could take Harry abroad.

Sure enough, hearing this, Dumbledore's hand for drinking tea froze, but he continued to drink tea without saying anything.

Polpentina was also stunned, she knew that Harry was currently under protection, glanced at the calm Dumbledore vaguely, didn't say anything, and began to introduce New York with a smile.

While the three of them were chatting happily, Newt pulled out a thick, chronological parchment, and quickly flipped to a page, still muttering words, completely oblivious to his surroundings.

"Strange." His muttering interrupted the trio's chat.

An unexpected glint flashed in Dumbledore's eyes, "Can't you see what kind of powerful magical beast this is?" ”

"Huh?" Newt. Scamander seemed to be startled by Dumbledore's voice, and looked at the three people next to him with confused eyes, only to remember that he was not alone here.

Polpentina sighed, she had already guessed his state, and she had been accustomed to it for so many years.

Dumbledore too, he still knew this former student very well, and calmly repeated what he had just said.

McGoth was curious about how he had forgotten the three of them, but he was more concerned about the origin of the egg.

Newt. Scamander twisted his neck unnaturally before he spoke, "I have compared this book with a record of powerful monsters, that is, powerful magical beasts, but there is no record of this creature, and it seems to look a bit like a griffin from its current appearance, but the griffon's strength is not enough to absorb the Philosopher's Stone, and the griffon's egg has never heard of a red color." There is also the legendary Menotios, which is a black, fox-like powerful monster, which is said to bring bad luck and death, but its fluff looks white, so no, Menotios will only be black. ”

He paused, "Now I have three guesses, you can hear them, one is that it is a powerful monster that no one has discovered so far, but I personally think it is unlikely, even if it is hidden, it cannot be never seen by Muggles or wizards, so this is the least likely." The second is that it is indeed Menotios, but for some reason the hair has not turned black, and this possibility is not high, although Menotios said that it is legendary, but there are wizards who have seen it hundreds of years ago, and recorded its appearance, and the gap between it is still very large. The next third is the one that I think is the most likely. ”

He took a deep look at the little guy in the eggshell, "It's a monster egg that was crossed by ancient wizards in a mysterious way, but I don't know why it didn't hatch at that time, or maybe it didn't hatch because it was sealed by the wizard who made it, this is a guess from the professor told me that it appeared with a piece of parchment from the ancient contract monster tribe, so it explains why it looks like both a griffin and a Menotios." ”

"Hybridization? Generally, hybrid organisms have different defects, will it also have them? Dumbledore glanced at McGoth with some concern, but he knew that he was now one with the unknown creature.

"I'm not sure about this because it hasn't come out of the eggshell yet, but the more powerful the creatures, the lower the success rate of the hybridization, and it's almost impossible to exist, and I can't understand how it survives. And it's likely that its flaws are the reason why it has only been able to hatch so far. ”

The little guy seemed to sense something was wrong, and he retracted his little head from the crack and began to wrap his claws around the eggshell vigorously. The sound of clicking came out unheardly.

McGoth didn't think there was anything wrong, but he felt a little sorry for the little guy, who may have been born with consciousness hundreds of thousands of years ago, but because of some kind of defect, he had been trapped in the eggshell, and he panicked when he thought of an ignorant little life falling in a small and dark space. And he also somewhat understands why the little guy doesn't want him to help, as long as he uses his own strength to break the shell, it wants to break the cage that traps it himself.

He picked up the egg, and the little one also felt his breath, and stretched out his little head again, looking at him happily, looking carefree. McGoth looked at the little head with pity and rubbed it lightly with his fingers. The little one had a comfortable expression.

"Mr. Scamander, you are the most authoritative magizoologist, is there anything you can do to help it?" McGoth looked at Newt with a pleading expression. Scamander.

Scamander looked a little confused by McGoss's expression, glancing at his wife and teacher before nodding.

"Don't worry, even if you don't say it, I'll do my best to help it. Let me think that since it has survived from that era to the present, it should have been sustained by absorbing magic. And now that it has absorbed the magic of an entire Philosopher's Stone and finally begun to break its shell, it means that its magic is very important to it, but there has never been a creature that can sustain life by magic alone? What did the people who created it do in the first place? ...... "Newt. Scamander went into a fugue again, only this time it was over quickly. He picked up a suitcase from under his feet and placed it on the ground to open it.

"Maybe you can try. Let's go in and see. Saying that, he got into the box first, and McGoth guessed that it was his box in the movie where countless magical beasts lived.

"Newt's box is interesting, come in and take a look, don't worry too much, I've never seen him fail when it comes to magical beasts." Dumbledore smiled and patted him on the shoulder, then tapped the little one with his hand and followed Newt into the box.

"Go ahead. He's going to have a way. Mrs. Scamander smiled and encouraged. Magos nodded vigorously and got into the box with the little one in his arms.

Entering the box, Magos looked at the vast space and felt incredible, this is really what the Traceless Stretching Spell can do? It's no smaller than the town they live in.

"Surprised, isn't it?"

"Yes, Headmaster, is this really something that the Traceless Stretching Charm can do? Could it be that Mr. Scamander's magic is stronger than that of both Professor Flitwick and Professor Quirrell? ”

"You mean the secret room of your game of cards, right?"

"Yes. At that time, Professor Flitwick and Professor Quirrell said that the space was already the largest they could expand, and there was a time limit, but here, since Mr. Scamander put the magical beasts here, the space here should be permanent. ”

"It's permanent, but there's more to the space here than just the Traceless Stretching Charm, you just said Newt used the Traceless Stretching Charm, but you forgot the magical beasts that live here." Dumbledore was not at all impatient with McGoss's question, and patiently explained it to him.

"Fantastic Beasts?" McGoth doesn't quite understand.

"Fantastic Beasts don't use many spells, just like your thorn, it only uses magical thorns, but sometimes it's because they have so few spells that they are extremely good at their own spells, and here is their credit, if your home is here, won't you help lay the foundation?"

Now McGoth understands, Newt. Scamander was roughly built a rudimentary house here, and the owners who lived here would strengthen it with their own strength, and it would eventually become what it is now.

"It's incredible, Mr. Scamander has such a good relationship with the fantastic beasts here." McGoth watched as a couple of tree guards who were playing in the trees jumped to Newt. Scamander was not afraid of him at all.

"Of course, otherwise he wouldn't have achieved what he is now, if you want others to accept you, you have to accept others first."

That's when Newt. Scamander stopped at a junction, one side was still land, the sky, and the woods, but on the other side these were gone, replaced by bubbles floating around, some of which were still black.

"You want to?" For the first time in his first time, Dumbledore's brow furrowed.

"Silent Ran has an incomparably powerful magical power, I want to see if it can absorb it." For the comprehension of what he is good at, even in front of the respected teacher, he is extremely confident.

"But you have to know that Murphy is an extremely strong negative creature, and once it is possessed, it will have a great impact on Magos."

"Trust me, teacher, I won't let that happen." Newt. Scamander is no longer the same as he just was, but sharp.

Dumbledore looked at him twice, then smiled briskly and stepped away.

"Thank you, teacher."

"Mr. Will, can you give it to me first?"

"Yes, Mr. Scamander. Don't be afraid, little one. McGoth said a word to the little one and handed him to Scamander.

He also had a little bit of an idea of the silence in front of him, which from the movie it seemed that they were a group of poor wizards who had transformed into such unconscious creatures. It's impossible not to worry, but he still has faith in Dumbledore and Scamander, and he believes that they will do their best to help the little ones if something happens.

Scamander entered the bubble space, he chased a black bubble, let the little guy in, and instantly wrapped the little guy silently, Scamander also nervously paid attention to the change, once something was wrong, he would pause this move.

Outside the space, Dumbledore and McGoth also watched Scamander's operation intently, and McGoth looked at the little guy who was silently wrapped, and his heart was about to jump out, afraid that something would happen.