"Newton Artemis Fedor Scamander," Zhao Mai looked at the note in the palm of his hand, a smile on the corner of his mouth. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 According to Dumbledore, this is a very interesting child, who has loved the study of magical animals since he was a child, and even more so when he entered Hogwarts. Dumbledore had seen him delve into the knowledge of biology many times, and had rescued him from dangerous expeditions to the Forbidden Forest many times.

"It's a pity that later, he was expelled for driving magical animals to threaten his classmates, which was definitely a mistake. Dumbledore said bluntly, "Even creatures that are dangerous in the eyes of others can be docile in his hands." And at that time, he was using magical creatures to save his classmates, and he was not harming people. Mike, you should be able to talk to him. ”

Zhao Mai first wrote a letter, asking the night stalker, who had not appeared for a long time and was bored, to help him contact Scamander. He had just returned from a long trip to recuperate at his home in London. Because of Dumbledore's connection, the two made an appointment to meet.

"191 Baker Street, it should be here. Zhao Mai parked the car on the left side of the road and turned off the lights. Baker Street, located in London, is a north-south street with 1 to 42 on the east side and 44 to 85 on the other side. According to the custom of the wizarding world, number 191 is equivalent to number 19 + 1.

Since this is a road where wizards and ordinary people live together, there are camouflaged entrances and exits, such as the door of the semi-submersible cellar, or the fire escape in the back alley, and the setting of each house may be different. Zhao Mai was here for the first time, and it was impossible for him to know this, so he could only come at night when there were fewer people. He took small flowers and a reserve of food and walked north along the eastern walking path, striking his wand every time he passed a street lamp.

The street lights went out. Not only do they no longer emit light, but they also absorb nearby light, creating a magical darkness that obscures Muggles' vision. But don't worry, the street lights will gradually recover after a while. Zhao Mai walked to No. 19, stopped at the dividing line between it and No. 20, and then waved his wand to "quickly appear"!

The two houses were moved to each side, revealing No. 191 hidden in the middle. It was a two-story cottage with a dark green façade covered with morning glories and an open blue skylight on a white pitched roof. In a small area in front of the door, there is a small cosy courtyard with roses and strawberries. In the midst of the foliage, a small and thin green shadow like a match was running away, trying to stay away from Zhao Mai's black shadow. Zhao Mai took two quick steps, reached out and pinched it in his hand.

"It's just a tree tree. "It's a tree spirit that looks like a praying mantis, with a body made of bark and branches, and a pair of small, round brown eyes. "Hey, I know a lot of tall shepherds, and their breath is like this......"

Zhao Mai adjusted his natural force and released the feeling of a tree man. Whether it is a tree man or a tree protector, they are essentially tree spirits who take care of plants, and there is no difference in concept and living habits. But because the tree man had a size and strength that was unattainable by the Tree Protector Luo Pot, the little guy in Zhao Mai's hand immediately fell into a crazy worship.

Including the immediate betrayal of the location of the key to Scamander's house.

"I'm not a bad person. Zhao Mai placed a Divine Berry Fruit in its arms and put it back on the morning glory vine while it was holding something in both hands. Then, Zhao Mai knocked on the knocker, and then waited quietly at the door.

With the sound of hurried footsteps rushing down the stairs, the door in front of Zhao Mai opened. A young man with loose and unkempt hair and freckles on his face opened the door, wearing a white shirt and a brown bow tie without a coat and a pair of dark brown straight-leg trousers on his legs. "Sir...... Welcome, teacher...... Come in. Teacher Long Roar. ”

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Scamander, and I'm Mike Dragonroar. This is my dog, called Reserve Grain. Zhao stepped forward and stretched out his hand.

Scamander was stunned for a moment, and quickly reached out to shake it. It can be felt that he does not shake hands with people very often, or that he does not deal with people very often. "Hug ...... Sorry, please come in, Mr. Dragonroar. ”

"You can call me Mike, can I call you Newt?" "Oh, of course, of course. ”

The reserve grain snorted twice, and squeezed in with an arrow step, looking around to reconnoiter the terrain. Newt Scamander's gaze was drawn to the dog, and he kept staring, a mixture of doubt and curiosity hovering over him. Although it looks like a mixed-breed dog, if you look closely, it seems that it is difficult to tell its breed, and there is a strange power emanating from the dog's body.

Zhao Mai coughed and dragged Newt's spirit back, and the two of them could officially enter the house. The house consisted of two full rooms and a half-story attic, but Newt had broken through both floors and planted a willow tree in the middle of the house. With the power of magic, the roof is treated with light so that it does not affect the willows' need for light.

The hanging willow leaves are a healthy and vibrant green, and the long, narrow leaves sway gently in the breeze. In the trees live a nest of pigeons and an owl, the latter glaring at the cooing pigeons, as if to tell them to shut up and take care of their guests.

Newt's bed was under a tree, a simple single camp bed, next to his desk. His bookshelves were nailed to the walls, from floor to ceiling, but they were mostly empty, except for a dozen or so books that looked very old. A yellow lion-tailed cat used the shelf as its nest, staring at the newcomer with wide triangular ears and squinting yellow and black eyes.

The little raccoon, who had been yellow and black, climbed onto the desk and looked at Zhao Mai with wide eyes, not afraid at all. She licked her palms with her tongue, wiped her beard, then picked up the crumpled scrap of paper on the table, threw it into the air like a tennis ball, jerked it with her tail, and tossed it to the blind Aries on the other side of the room as a snack.

"That's what I saw when I was in Scotland, it got a redtail crab that burned its eye, so I brought it back. "When it comes to animals, Newt is much more fluent. He picked up the raccoon and put it on his chest, stretched out his feet and kicked two chairs out, and then quickly lowered the raccoon into the hole at the base of the willow tree.

"You've done a great job of keeping it in place, I love the atmosphere. Zhao Mai said sincerely.