"Dumbledore asked me to lend him the house in Calcutta as a porter for the portkey... He said there would be a few students coming here to do an apprenticeship in the Conservation of Magical Beasts class - but I didn't expect the student he said would be so young. ”

Scamander's voice came out of the painting, probably too far away, and he was talking to himself more like he was talking to Brandi and the others. "Frank, let me go first."

He patted the Thunderbird on the back and let it fall to the ground. Then he jumped down with his battered suitcase. Habitually, the Thunderbird leaned his head over and pressed it affectionately against Scamander's outstretched palm.

"Oh, you're so cool...... "Ron looked at the charming and handsome golden bird with a confused look in his eyes, and his mind was full of images of himself soaring on the back of a ptarmigan." Is it called Frank? ”

"That's right, the owner of the Fantastic Beasts Circus gave it a name, and it was sold by several American wizards." Scamander patted the Thunderbird's beak and motioned for it to return to its nest. "When I found it in Egypt, it was very pitiful with chains all over its body. Later I brought it back to the Arizona wilderness. When my wife and I visited it at Thunder Bluff in '31, we found that it had found a partner and had children of its own, so we took this photo – oh well. I'm sorry, but whenever I mention Fantastic Beasts, I can't control my conversation. ”

He touched his coat a little awkwardly, "So, where did we talk about it earlier... By the way, you are the students that Dumbledore arranged for the internship in the Conservation of Magical Beasts class. ”

"Ah, actually, we ......," said Harry.

"Yes, Mr. Scamander, it is." Brandi quickly stabbed Harry in the waist with an elbow, and said quickly as he gasped. "Professor Dumbledore has asked us to come over and learn about some of the magical creatures that are endemic to India, and we're interested in them."

"Oh? In this way, Hogwarts is really getting more and more free under Dumbledore's management. I really envy your current study life. By the way, don't be so restrictive, just call me Newt. "I remember when I was at Hogwarts, I had to hide baby ravens and soft-clawed shrimp in a broomroom that no one was using. I didn't expect that students who love them would now be allowed to leave school to broaden their horizons - heh, that's not bad. ”

He seemed to be happy and looked at Brandi kindly. From the pocket of his brown coat came a small green twig-like thing, chirping at the four people outside the painting.

"Don't make a fuss, Peake—I mean, what do you want to know? Lamora fish? Glaling? Or a snow monster? I can't take you directly, but I can tell you where they are. As long as you promise not to hurt them. ”

"Well, we're only going to be here for three days, so we'd love to find out if we can...... Rarer fellow," everyone looked at him, waiting for Brandi to say the answer he had been hiding in his heart for a long time, and he said slowly as he organized his words with some distress.

"Actually, when I was at Hogwarts, I heard a legend about India."

After a while, he seemed to finally think of what to say, "Hindu believers worship a sacred mountain called Kailash and consider it to be the abode of the god of destruction. To date, no one, Muggle or wizard has been able to reach the summit of Kailash. I have an Indian friend who said...... The reason why no one has ever climbed to the top of Mount Kailash is because there is a rather rare and dangerous magical animal on it - Newt, do you know about it? ”

"Huh? Do you actually know that Shiva is a magical animal? Newt's expression became shocked and strange, and he hesitated for a moment, not knowing if he was going to reveal it to the four junior students. Forehead...... It seems that your friend must be a Brahmin nobleman, and only those Brahmins who go to the temple every year to worship Lord Shiva in all of India will know about it, of course - I should not include it. ”

"You know? Can you tell us about it? Brandi hurriedly asked, his breath short, his eyes shining. In this way, we will have wonderful content to write about our internship papers after returning to school! ”

Newt was a little embarrassed.

"However, it is not as friendly as most magical creatures, and can even eat people." He wrung his hands in a wrenched manner, "I don't think it's a good idea for you to put that in your paper, Dumbledore probably didn't put you in danger......"

"We just need to know what it's like and take a look down the hill from afar. Newt, you can help us~"

"That's right, Newt. We swore we'd just take a look out there and promise we wouldn't venture inside. ”

At this time, Harry and the others stood up in time, and they didn't know why Brandi was mentioning such an inexplicable mountain and the even more ethereal Shiva, but it was clearly related to what happened to Parvati. Everyone pleaded with Newt and tacitly showed expectant eyes.

“…… All right. They finally impressed Newt, who in his youth didn't seem to be very good at dealing with such rhetoric, and soon hesitated to agree. If you're particularly curious, I can share with you a little bit about my experience, but it's a bit complicated, and I'll need to go back and find the notes I took at the time - and just in time, you can take a little break during this time? You know, it's still one or two o'clock in the morning at Hogwarts. ”

We are not sleepy...... Although Brandi, who had long been accustomed to being out of the day and night, wanted to say this, but Hermione next to her seemed to be a little tired, and she covered her mouth with her hands from time to time, yawning slightly.

"Alright then, I think we can talk about it at noon." So Brandi wisely changed his tune.

"Okay, Congana." Newt nodded in satisfaction and called out to his maid, "If you don't mind, can you prepare lunch for the children after you're done with your work?" They can sleep in my studio, I remember I reminded you yesterday to clean the room? ”

"Of course, Mr. Scamander." Kangana smiled and nodded, and she turned to Brandi and them. "Then please come with me, and I'll take you to rest."

At the last moment of leaving the study, Brandi inadvertently turns back and finds Newt in the painting having opened his suitcase and jumped inside.

"You mean his chest?" As they went downstairs, Mrs. Congana said to them with some nostalgia, "Ha, yes, I remember that I was frightened that a big living man could fall straight into it. But then he invited me in to feed the moonsaw beast, and I realized that the inside of the box was a very wonderful little world. When he travels around the world, his dear treasures reside in the crate temporarily, and Mr. Scamander is often busy taking care of them. ”

"Is it the Traceless Stretching Spell?" Brandi said curiously, "Oh my God, the Traceless Stretching Charm that can pack all the Thunderbirds in, how big that is!" ”

"I don't know what the spell is, but it's magical. And it was Mr. Scamander's own work. So, he's a pretty good guy even in your wizarding world, isn't he? Congana led them to the ground floor and stopped at the trapdoor on the kitchen floor.

"You wizards?" Hermione's yawning action came to an abrupt halt, "Lady Congana?" Are you a Muggle? ”

"I'm a Muggle, to be exact, almost stepping into the wizarding world." "Mr. Scamander said that I had a good talent for magic, and even taught me a few simple wizarding tricks—I could make a note float without a wand," said Mrs. Conganna proudly. He insisted that I had the talent to go to Pradeep School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, which was our own school of witchcraft and wizardry in India. But there are only about 100 students enrolled in Shudra Academy every year, and I was not selected. ”

She said this, but there was no expression of regret on her face. Her hand fumbled in her arms for a moment, and she trembled and pulled out a silver key. Then bend down and insert it into the keyhole of the trapdoor.

With a snap of a spring, the trapdoor slowly opened, revealing a narrow, steep staircase descending.

At first, everyone, including Brandi, thought that Newt's studio was at best an excavated basement, so they didn't particularly look forward to how to rest in the dim and dreary basement. But when the four of them walked down the stairs and pushed open the old wooden door, they finally had an eye-opener.

What appeared in front of me was not gaslamps, wooden beams and mud-compacted walls, but a desolate mountain range under the blue sky and white clouds! They were now standing halfway up the mountain, and the wasteland below the mountain was clear at a glance—a clear mountain spring came from the top of the mountain, meandering down through the cracks in the rocks, making a tinkling and crisp sound. They subconsciously turned their heads and found that behind them was a wooden door standing out of thin air, as if it had been embedded in the air.

"Here's how!" Hermione was amazed, and she reached into the stream, the cold, refreshing touch telling her that it wasn't just an illusion.

She's not tired at all. "This can't be just a Traceless Stretching Spell! It looks like it's got the whole mountain right in! ”

"Actually, it's more than that, kids. If you had been a few decades ago, on the other side of this stream, you would still see rainforests, deserts, snowfields and lakes...... At that time, it contained almost all the natural environments that could be seen in the world. It is home to a wide variety of fascinating creatures. Conganna's proud tone was like the old lady next door showing them off the house. But when Mr. Scamander left, he moved all the animals and most of the scene into his suitcase, leaving only one of the cliffs where you could rest. ”

She pointed to a large, unspeakable cedar tree among the rocks, with a rudimentary tree house on top of it.

"I've laid a futon on the floor, but if you still feel like you're going to be embarrassed, you can take the hammock off top. I still have daily tasks to do, so I won't go up with you...... The ladder there is somewhat challenging for me now. ”

As she spoke, she was about to walk along the mountain path to the top of the mountain. Brandi hurriedly stopped her.

"Mrs. Congna," he said, "I have a question. ”

"Why didn't Mr. Scamander just take the space with him? And you... I'm sorry, I mean, he didn't erase your memory, he kept you in this little building for a long time, is there anything he has to do? ”

"Well...... "Well," Congana smiled softly, "it's not a big deal to tell you, mainly because Mr. Scamander wants me to stay here and help him take care of something he can't take with him." ”

"There are still live magical beasts here?" Ron blurted out.

"Not necessarily, to be exact." Kangana waved at them, "Come with me." ”