Harry Potter and the Legend of the Temple

"This great city shines with the crystallization of people's wisdom, cinemas, cars, radios, etc., dazzling us and confusing us."

There was a crowd of people standing in front of the Bank of New York. They were listening to a speech by a dashing middle-aged woman on the steps. It seemed that this was a common thing in the big city of New York, so the security guard at the door did not stop her. their actions.

Standing behind the woman was a man with a somewhat depressed appearance. He was holding a flag, which was red and yellow, with a pair of hands in the middle holding a broken wand.

"But where there is light, there is also shadow, my friends. Something is wreaking havoc in our city."

“Join us for our city!”

Her words were very inspiring, as if they had been rehearsed several times.

Louis accidentally rushed into the crowd in pursuit of Sniff, and almost collided with a man who was handing out flyers.

"Oh, sorry, I didn't look at the road..."

The man's flyers were scattered on the ground. He picked up the flyers on the ground in a panic. He lowered his head, not daring to look at the strange boy.

"You? Are you Credence?"

Louis recognized the man in front of him. He had seen this terrible saint leader in Germany, but he looked a little older at that time, and seventy years had smoothed out his immaturity and cowardice.

Credence Bayer was a little surprised, wondering how the boy knew his name, until the woman behind discovered the source of the commotion.

"Ah, you, my dear child." The woman pointed at Louis, who stood up from the ground, "Why did you come to our gathering today?"

"Rally? What rally?"

Louis looked confused. He saw that all the eyes of the people around him were focused on him, and then he realized that he had inadvertently broke into a fan speech of a cult organization.

He looked at the leaflet in his hand:

Join Second Salem and destroy the wizarding polity!

"You didn't know we had a rally here?"

The woman looked at him suspiciously and approached step by step. It seemed that her next words were, you are the wizard we have been looking for.

"Of course, of course." Louis immediately smoothed things over, "Oh, someone told me that there are free eggs and milk here, so I came here. Hmm, can you tell me where to get these things?"

The woman was stunned, her face turned dark: "We don't have free supplies here, we have..."

"Ah? No, I didn't tell you earlier, it took me so long."

Lewis waved his hand, and his eyes caught sight of Xiu Xiu's figure rushing into the bank.

"Sorry, I have something else to do, please give me a break."

He pushed the woman away, leaving the middle-aged woman alone and saying:

"What's going on today? I just met a bastard who hit someone, and now there's another bastard who wants to have sex for free?"

However, Louis didn't hear what she said. His attention was entirely focused on the dark little guy who just ran into the bank.

There is a golden counter in the center of the grand banking hall. Behind the counter, employees are busy handling business for customers.

Working in a bank in the 1920s was definitely a glamorous position. The bank controlled most of the wealth in New York City, and the employees had also seen entrepreneurs and bosses, big and small, or some just trying to survive. The poor guy doing the mortgage.

Therefore, when Louis, a boy of fourteen or fifteen years old, rushed into the bank, the bank employee who received him was not very surprised. Instead, he greeted him with a smile and asked:

"What can I do for you, sir?"

"It's okay, I'm just looking for someone." Lewis said sincerely. He looked around, actually searching for the figure of Xiu Xiu.

"My uncle came to pay for the mortgage today, but he forgot something when he went out. My parents were busy, so they asked me to deliver it."

"The mortgage guy is waiting there, outside Mr. Bentley's office."

The bank employees didn't doubt him, and the boy's clothes didn't look like he came from a wealthy family.

"Thanks, I think I've found it. Hi, Uncle Jacob!"

Louis happened to see a fat man coming out of the door dejectedly. He was carrying a brown leather suitcase. It looked very popular and could easily be mistaken for others.

Jacob Kovals was very depressed. He originally thought it would be easy to open a bakery, but Mr. Bentley of the bank asked him to provide valuable items that could be mortgaged, but the penniless Jacob just After returning from the European battlefield of World War I, as a member of the victorious American Expeditionary Force in Europe, he failed to enjoy the treatment he deserved as a hero after returning home, which instead led to his disconnection from this society.

"I know you?"

Jacob felt strange. He had never seen this boy before.

"Now that we know each other, let me introduce you, Louis Wiggins."

Louis looked very familiar. He looked at this naive and chosen one, and for some reason he felt very close to him.

Jacob shook his hand suspiciously, and suddenly Louis noticed something shaking in the fat man's pocket.

"Mr. Kowals, your pocket..."

Only then did Jacob feel the vibration, and he took out the thing.

It was a silver egg, and the creature inside was about to burst out.

"Oops!"

Jacob couldn't care less about how Louis knew his name. He looked anxiously and saw a man in strange clothes about to rush to the elevator.

"Hey, Mr. England, your egg, it's about to hatch!"

The strangely dressed man who was called the British Old Man turned his head anxiously and looked at the elevator that was about to close. In desperation, he actually pulled out his wand and pointed it at Jacob. With quick eyes and quick hands, Louis grabbed the hem of Jacob's clothes, and then the two of them were dragged to the bank hall by the magic power along with the egg, pounced on the Englishman, and disappeared in an instant.

When the three people appeared again, it was at the entrance of a narrow staircase. Jacob had not yet recovered. He could not understand how he suddenly jumped from there to here. It seemed that they were in front of Mr. Bingley's office a second ago. Same.

Lewis was used to apparating many times. He calmed down and saw the face of the spellcaster clearly.

He has thick brown curly hair, dull freckles on his face, gray-blue eyes, a dull look, and a thin body, which is obviously symmetrical compared to Jacob.

He didn't seem to talk much, and he calmly held the egg handed to him by Jacob in his hand. The egg was struggling for the last time before being born. After a while, a snake-like blue bird broke out of the shell. He came out, blinking a pair of bright little eyes, staring blankly at the people around him.

Louis looked at the newly born bird snake, and then at the old British man whose eyes were full of motherly love. This kind of look can only appear in people who truly love magical animals.

And this man is also the world's greatest magizoologist, Newt Scamander.