Hogwarts: The Strongest Annie Magus In History

Scandinavian mountains.

Charlotte followed Newt, and Newt walked ahead and said, "There are a lot of amazing animals living in the Scandinavian mountains, and I thought, oh, haven't you started this class yet?"

The course of Fantastic Beasts is in the third grade, and "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them" by Newt will be the textbook for this course.

"Yes, Mr. Scamander, that's for the third grade." Charlotte looked at the virgin forest in front of her. The Scandinavian mountains are located by the sea, so the mountains are always wet.

The green plants and forests in front of me looked extremely lush, and there were not many traces of humans.

"That's right, I have always regretted not being able to become the professor of Magizoology at Hogwarts, but I really don't have the time. If I could, maybe I would teach at Hogwarts after I retire. By the way, I remember There is a man named Hagrid in Hogwarts, I asked him to take care of Qilin, is he okay?" Newt asked in front.

Charlotte nodded: "Of course, sir."

The two of you said something to each other, some didn't talk, and soon walked into the Scandinavian mountains.

Although Newt is old, he is still healthy and strong, walking on the mountain road is very steady, not much old, but let Charlotte see the demeanor of his youth.

Charlotte followed Newt, and he cast a spell to keep the occasional raindrops from falling on him.

After a while, Charlotte and Newt arrived at a relatively low-lying place. Newt hooked his pocket with his fingers, and Bowtruckle Pickett was hung out by Newt with his fingers. Newt pointed to the place not far away. One of the trees at the top said, "This is a colony of Bowtruckles, and that's where I found Pickett, Pickett."

Newt entered Pickett and placed it on the branch. Pickett glanced at Newt, and then waved towards the big tree. Many tree guards that looked very similar to Pickett soon appeared on the big tree. hunchback.

A group of Bowtruckles embraced each other, and if the short-sighted eye saw it, it would be easy to think that it was a group of green praying mantises.

Let Pickett finish the story, Pickett returned to Newt's pocket again, and the two walked forward.

Not long after the two left, two black shadows appeared at the place where they were standing just now.

One shadow is Dolohov, the other is a vampire in a medieval dress.

The vampire looked at Dolohov: "This is the kid who killed the Kampustin family Gurley 々[?"

Dolohov glanced at the vampire: "Don't let go of your vigilance, idiot, he is not an ordinary kid, once you think you can beat him, it will only bring disaster to me."

The vampire sneered, didn't say anything, but disappeared in place with the black robe tightly wrapped around him.

Dolohov looked in the direction Charlotte and Newt were walking, and then disappeared in the same place.

Over the Scandinavian Mountains, countless dark clouds gathered together, and the gloomy sky enveloped the entire Scandinavian Mountains.

Villagers living near the Scandinavian mountains looked at the dark clouds overhead: "Oh, the damn weather, it looks like it will rain for a few more days."

A little girl next to the villager looked up at the dark cloud and said, "Maybe it won't rain, the dark cloud has a strange aura."

"Strange breath, oh, are you talking about magic?" The villagers teased: "Aivia, put away your fantasies, there is no magic in this world, I said little witch.

The little girl blinked: "Okay, I see."

Among the Scandinavian mountains, both Charlotte and the perennially adventurous New York Times seem to feel the danger.

"There is an ominous atmosphere covering Scandinavia." Newt said with a frown.

"It's a familiar feeling, I think it's Grindelwald and Voldemort." Charlotte said, without much panic or fear in her tone.

Newt looked at Charlotte, seeing Charlotte's calm expression, he asked, "If it's really them, aren't you afraid?"

Charlotte shook the wand in her hand, and said half-jokingly: "Of course not, Mr. Scamander, I have a wand, don't I?"

"Okay, kid, but you'd better stick to me." Newt averted his eyes, then walked forward, saying as he walked, "Anyway, you have to keep up with Scandinavia. It's easy. Lost child."

Before Newt could finish speaking, Charlotte immediately took a step forward and walked in front of Newt: "Mr. Newt, please stand back."

Charlotte pointed her wand at the clearing opposite, and there was a sudden laughter from the clearing opposite, and then Grindelwald, Voldemort, and the two followers all appeared in the clearing.

There are even a lot of vampires standing on the branches above the woods, and there are titans ambushing on the left, right, and even the back.

Charlotte weighed her wand, looked at Grindelwald and Voldemort on the opposite side, and said, "..."It's a great honor to have two great demon kings personally attacking them. "

Newt stood behind Charlotte, seemingly unaware that he was surrounded by people, but then he immediately reached out and pulled Charlotte behind him, pointing his wand at Grindelwald, his eyes full of vigilance.

"Mr. Grindelwald, I didn't expect to see you again. It's an honor."

"Newt Scamander." Grindelwald smiled, still very graceful and proper.

"It's nice to see you again, isn't it?"

Newt put down the box in his hand, and carefully opened the box without being noticed. Pickett jumped out of his pocket and fell on the box from his sleeve.

This little trick, under such a tense situation, was not discovered by anyone.

Because almost everyone's eyes were on Charlotte behind Newt, who was scanning everyone present with a wand in her hand.

"It's not far from the Norwegian (Lee's) Ministry of Magic." Newt continued, he seemed to want to attract everyone's attention, and his voice was unconsciously louder.

"But it's not very close." Grindelwald continued, he took a step forward, walking slowly and leisurely as if walking in front of Charlotte.

"Charlotte Elvis, what I said still counts. As long as you agree to join us, you will be the master of the future magic world."

Grindelwald's words were extremely seductive, he looked at Charlotte with extremely sincere eyes, as if he had an unusually high regard for Charlotte's great-grandson.

Before Charlotte could speak, Newt reached out and pulled Charlotte behind him.

In Newt's eyes, no matter how powerful Charlotte is, she is only a second-year Hogwarts student.

A young child who needs to protect himself.

"Mr. Grindelwald, don't you think you are shameless for what you have done?"