"Newton Artmith Fedors Camander," Zhao Mai looked at the note in the palm of his hand, with a smile on his lips. . The fastest update According to Dumbledore's introduction, this is a very interesting child. He has loved research related to magic animals since he was a child, and it was even more so when he entered Hogwarts. Dumbledore saw him delving into biological knowledge many times, and rescued him from the dangerous forbidden forest adventure many times.

"It's a pity that he was fired later for driving magic animals to threaten his classmates, which was definitely a mistake." Dumbledore said bluntly: "Even a creature that is dangerous in the eyes of others will be very docile in his hands. And at that time, he used magic creatures to rescue his classmates, not harming people. Mike, you should be able to talk to him."

Zhao Mai first wrote a letter asking Ye Xiao Owl, who had not appeared for a long time and was bored, to contact Scarmand. He had just finished a long trip and was recuperating at his home in London. With Dumbledore's help, the two made an appointment to meet.

"No. 191 Baker Street, it should be here." Zhao Mai parked his car on the left side of the road and turned off the headlights. Baker Street is in London, a north-south street, with the east side from No. 1 to 42 and the other side from No. 44 to 85. According to the habits of the wizarding world, No. 191 is equivalent to No. 19+1.

Since this is a road where wizards and ordinary people live in a mixed manner, there are camouflage entrances and exits, such as the door of a semi-submersible cellar or a fire protection passage in the back alley. Each house may have different settings. It was the first time Zhao Mai came here and could not know about these, so he could only come while there were fewer people at night. He took Xiaohua and reserved grain and walked north along the east walking path, knocking with a magic wand every time he passed a street light.

The street lights gradually fade. Not only do they no longer emit light, they will also absorb nearby light, which can create a magical darkness that blocks the Muggle's vision. But don't worry, the street light 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 show off"!

The two houses moved to each side, revealing No. 191 hidden in the middle. This is a two-story cottage, with morning glory crawling on the dark green exterior walls, and an open blue skylight on the white sloping roof. In the smallest place in front of the door, a warm little courtyard was planted with roses and strawberries. Between the branches and leaves, a small and thin green shadow like a match was running away quickly, trying to stay away from Zhao Mai's black shadow. Zhao Mai took two steps quickly, reached out and pinched it in his hand.

"It's a tree-protecting pot." This is a tree elves with a very similar shape to a mantis, a body composed of bark and branches, and a pair of small round and brown eyes. "Hey, I know a lot of tall tree herders, and their breath is like this..."

Zhao Mai adjusted his natural force and released the feeling of a tree man. Whether it was a tree man or a tree guard pot, they were essentially tree elves who took care of plants, and there was no difference in concepts and living habits. However, because the tree man had a body shape and strength that was difficult to reach for a tree guard pot, the little guy in Zhao Mai immediately fell into crazy worship.

Including the location of the Scarmand door key immediately.

"I'm not a bad person." Zhao Mai put a fruit of the Divine Berry Technique 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 door knocker and waited quietly at the door.

Accompanied by the rapid footsteps rushing down the stairs, the door in front of Zhao Mai opened. A young man with loose hair and a small freckle on his face opened the door. He was wearing a white shirt on his upper body, but he still had a brown bow tie without a coat, and a pair of dark brown straight-leg pants on his legs. "Sir... Teacher, welcome... Please come in. Teacher Long Hu."

"I'm very happy to see you, Mr. Scarmand, I'm Macron Roar. This is my dog, called Reserve Grain." Zhao Mai stretched out his hand.

Scarmand was stunned for a moment and quickly reached out to hold it. It could be felt that he did not shake hands with people often, or did not deal with people often. "Hug... Sorry, please come in, Teacher Longhou."

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

The reserve grain hummed twice, squeezed in with one step, looking around to reconnaissance terrain. Newtscamand's eyes were attracted by the dog and kept staring at it, a mixed feeling of doubt and curiosity lingering in his heart. Although it looked like a mixed breed dog, if you look closely, it seemed difficult to say its breed, and a strange power emanated from the dog.

Zhao Mai coughed and pulled Newt's spirit back, so that the two of them could officially enter the room. The house consisted of two complete rooms and a half-story loft, but Newt penetrated all the floors and planted a willow tree in the middle of the room. With the help of magic, the roof was treated with light transmission, which would not affect the willow's need for light.

The hanging willow branches are healthy and vibrant green, and the narrow leaves sway gently in the breeze. A nest of doves and an owl live on the trees, which is glaring at the cooing doves, as if they want them to shut their mouths and take care of their guests.

Newt's bed was just under the tree, a simple single camp bed next to his desk. His bookshelf was nailed to the wall, from the ground to the ceiling, but the bookshelf was basically empty, with only a dozen books that looked very old on it. A yellow lion-tailed cat treated the shelf as its nest, staring at the new guests with wide triangular ears and narrowed his yellow and black eyes.

The little raccoon, who had been yellow and black, climbed onto the desk, stared at Zhao Mai with her eyes widened, not afraid at all. She licked her palms with her tongue, wiped her beard, then picked up the wrinkled waste paper on the table and threw it into the air, like a tennis serving, thrusting it with her tail, throwing it to the blind Aries on the other side of the room as snacks.

"That was what I saw when I was in Scotland. It was burned by a red-tailed crab, so I brought it back." When talking about animals, Newt's language became much fluent. He picked up the raccoon and placed it in his chest, stretched out his feet and kicked two chairs out, and then quickly placed the raccoon into the hole at the base of the willow tree.
Chapter completed!