Harry Potter and the Legend of the Temple

"It's really pretty, isn't it?"

"sorry?"

Newt was a little nervous about the sudden appearance of a stranger around him, and was actually startled.

"I don't seem to know you."

"Oh." Louis took a step forward, "Louis Wiggins, Hogwarts student, Gryffindor... you are my idol..."

"From Hogwarts? No wonder."

Newt slowly put the bird snake back into his bag. He didn't hear what Louis said last sentence.

"Jump in quickly..."

Newt spoke softly, like a mother lulling her newborn child to sleep.

Jacob's fat body squeezed past them. He didn't know what the two strange British people were talking about, and he was still in the shock of being disapparated.

This staircase leads to the vault where most of the wealth of New York citizens is stored. As soon as Newt closed the small suitcase, he noticed a black figure swishing past his head.

That was the Xiu Xiu that Louis was after. This guy loved gold and silver treasures, and the environment in the bank was simply his paradise.

"Hey, that's definitely not okay."

Just as Newt was about to stand up from the ground, he saw Louis had taken out his wand and pointed forward:

"Confinement quickly!"

As soon as the sniffer flew into the air, it was hit by a beam of light. In an instant, its entire body was firmly restrained to the ground by a chain.

"Thanks."

Newt held the sniffer in his hand and thanked Louis, but soon his expression changed.

"Hey, when did you escape?"

"Mr. Scamander?" Louis approached, "Isn't this the Sniff you are looking for?"

"It was just my sniff, but it wasn't the one I was chasing and I don't know when it escaped."

Newt nodded, and he put the Sniffer back into his pocket. Then he looked around and happened to see another black body frantically heading into the vault.

What a seductive act, this one here is responsible for attracting their attention, and the other one is used to sneak into the vault?

"The Alajo hole opens."

Newt pulled out his wand and chanted a spell, and the gears of the vault door began to rotate. However, at this time, bank employee Bentley turned the corner and saw the vault door open.

"Okay, Mr. Kowalski, so you plan to steal the money."

"No, Mr. Bingley." Jacob looked a little flustered, "Listen to my explanation."

However, Bentley didn't intend to talk nonsense to him, and pressed the alarm button next to him with one hand.

However, the familiar and harsh alarm bell did not sound. Jacob opened his eyes wide and saw Bentley being hit by a beam of red light. He flew several meters away and hit a low wall not far away.

"Mr. Bingley, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, he just fainted."

Louis put away his wand. The silent coma spell he just cast was his subconscious conditioned reflex. Fortunately, he controlled the power so as not to cause any bad sequelae to the banker.

"Don't worry, I don't have a heddle on me, and even if I did, I wouldn't be able to measure it that far."

Louis spread his hands. He knew what Newt was worried about, but there was no way that Louis, who did not belong to this era, would be recorded by the British Ministry of Magic.

Newt nodded, and he quickly rushed into the vault. Once inside, he found the Sniff sitting among hundreds of safes, with his legs crossed and his hands frantically stuffing gold bars into his belly.

"Do you really want to do this?"

Newt was a little helpless. He was usually too used to these magical animals and didn't educate them properly at all.

He grabbed the Sniff tightly, turned its head down, and its two hind legs kept shaking. After a while, a lot of gold and silver treasures fell down, endlessly, and the amount was mind-boggling. Clicking tongue.

Although Newt had some disputes with Sniff, he liked it very much. He smiled and scratched its belly. The Sniff looked helpless and looked towards Louis for help.

"It seems to like you very much?"

"Oh, maybe it's because I spent some time with its friend before."

Louis responded that taking care of a money-obsessed magical animal is indeed a very tiring task.

There were footsteps upstairs, and although Mr. Bingley did not press the alarm button, the crash caused by the stun spell launched by Louis still attracted the attention of the security guard.

With guns in hand, they burst into the vault corridor.

"Hey, you thieves, put down the gold bars!"

The panicked Jacob stammered and explained:

"Oh, don't...don't shoot, don't shoot!"

In the simple-minded New York City, it is not unusual for the police to do anything with guns.

Newt quickly grabbed Louis and Jacob. The little boy picked up their suitcases and started apparation together, leaving the vault, leaving several security guards confused.

Of course, the Muggle guards were not vegetarians. Although they were greatly shocked by the scene before them, they responded quickly and sounded the alarm in time. This alarm bell was connected to the New York Police Department. Soon a large number of police officers were already on the scene. On the way here.

The three instigators of all this were now appearing in the alley next to the bank. Jacob was gasping for air in shock. He had never felt so scary on the European battlefield.

"I'm warning you for the last time, you little thieves who love to steal."

Newt was teaching the two sniffers in his hands,

"It's not your stuff, don't take it for me, and don't hold it with your paws..."

He was struggling to stuff the Sniffers back into the suitcase, and then turned to look at Jacob.

"I'm deeply sorry for this..."

"You...what do you want to do?"

The fat man had seen what both of them could do, and his eyes were full of fear.

"You don't need to worry, because you see too many things, so if you don't mind, please stand still. It just takes a moment."

Newt lowered his head and searched for the wand in his pocket, but the fat man moved faster than him. It seemed that his survival instinct inspired his adaptability on the battlefield. He picked up a suitcase and swung it at Newt fiercely. Newt was knocked to the ground and he ran away hastily.

"Mr. Scamander, are you okay?"

Louis watched the show on the sidelines and didn't come over until Jacob ran away.

"It's okay." Newt stood up awkwardly.

"Why didn't you stop him just now?"

"It's okay, just a Muggle."

Louis spread his hands. In fact, he didn't want to take action. Jacob had to get involved. This was an important node in historical development.

"But if he told others..."

"You just wanted to use the Forgetting Curse." Louis explained, "No, he is not that kind of person. Besides, if he really told others, how many people would believe him?"

Louis came from an era where the living environment was more open. He himself was very confused about the boundaries between wizards and Muggles. What's more, his biological mother and his Muggle adoptive mother were very close friends since childhood. The relationship between the melon and the wizard does not need to be so cut off.

"I hope it's as you said."

Newt straightened his clothes, but before he could take a breath, Louis suddenly spoke to him seriously.

"Someone is watching us, we need to get out of here quickly..."