Spell Players at Hogwarts

In his imaginary scenario, what would be the scene of Lynch’s meeting with the world-famous expert on the protection of magical creatures (Dumbledore’s Perfect Tool Man)?

Maybe on the battlefield with Death Eaters, a certain little freckle appeared on a thunderbird and dark clouds, or maybe in a mysterious forest, he started a battle with the master for the special purpose of some magical creatures. A century-long academic study.

(Acromantula, don’t turn around, I’m talking about you. Also, leave your legs, you bastard!)

As for delivering Lu Mei's baby... to be honest, Lynch had never thought of this option. It was both unexpected and reasonable?

"Is this his first time with a bone age of more than two years?"

"what?"

"Mating." Uncle Newt said with a straight face wearing glasses, "Is this his first time mating?"

"If it doesn't taste like braised food." Lynch spread his hands, "Our family is very strict in management."

"That's weird." Newt turned Happy's whole dog over, and Happy's soft, fluffy belly was completely exposed to everyone.

"Relax, relax!"

Newt massaged Happy with his hands, but as a master of magical animal training, Newt's invincible animal affinity skills rarely failed on Happy.

Happy opened his mouth, and howled like a slaughtered pig, echoing throughout the whole cabin. At the same time, Happy's mouth was still cursing. Although he couldn't understand what it was saying, he would definitely not be able to escape the criticism of being too violent if he wrote it. .

"This...shouldn't be right?" Uncle Newt muttered, surprised by the effect of Happy's magic immunity.

But Uncle Newt didn't stop. He fearlessly reached out his hand and tried to move Happy's chin, and then...

"Wow wow wow!"

For a time, the conflict in the hut escalated to a fever pitch. Happy's words became more intense and he tried to hit Uncle Newt's hand.

The constantly twisting body is as agile as a caterpillar roasted by flames. Haha...his waist is really good.

"This..." Uncle Newt has come to his senses. As a master of magical animals who has been autistic since he was a child, even Zouwu Newt can subdue Zouwu Newt with one hand. But now, a suspected crossbreed dressed as a Siberian native dog The new magical animal doesn't like him at all. Is it really a dog that can make a three-headed dog pregnant?

"Can you calm him down? I just want to do a check-up." Uncle Newt looked at Lynch, who was standing with his hands down. There was a dog owner present, so Newt had decided to do the check-up today.

"I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you." Dumbledore said cheerfully, "Happy is just an ordinary dog."

Newt:…

Lynch: (????)

Is this the confidence of the Master of Fantastic Beasts? Dumbledore talked to him again and again, but Uncle Newt didn't even bother to talk.

So, is this the rise of the tool man? Unexpectedly, even a tool man can win a comeback as long as he works hard enough.

Thinking about it this way, Cedric was really a big threat.

"please!"

Looking at Uncle Newt's autistic eyes with some sincerity, if he could learn how to do it, then the government would ban the forest...

Well, it might not be that troublesome.

Lynch strangled his neck, and Happy's voice paused. However, has Happy ever lost in a quarrel?

"Wang Wang Wang Wang..."

"Wow?"

The world fell silent for a moment, and Lynch didn't make much movement. He just raised his hand, and a kitchen knife with a cold light was placed on Happy's neck.

"That will do, Mr. Scamander."

Lynch said with a smile. As soon as Lynch's hand loosened, Happy lay down on the table again, and the optically simulated kitchen knife followed closely.

"Excellent transfiguration. Minerva must like you very much." Uncle Newt's mouth twitched twice, "However, I still don't recommend using this method to subdue magical creatures."

"I'll pay attention to it in the future. You can check Happy now."

Uncle Newt hesitated to speak. He felt that the little wizard in front of him might not have listened at all, but in front of Happy who was like a corpse...

Ten minutes later, under Uncle Newt's questioning eyes, he came to a definite conclusion about Happy's bloodline.

As one of the first batch of domesticated Siberian silver wolves, Happy's bloodline could not be more pure.

It can be said that Hagrid has completed another pioneering work, discussing the theory of hybridization between ordinary creatures and magical animals. In this area, Hagrid seems to be at the forefront of Uncle Newt.

"There are always some surprises in the world." Lynch waved his hand and scattered the kitchen knife. In an instant, as if the seal was lifted, Happy jumped down from the table, and then dived directly under Flinda's robe.

After experiencing the stares of several old men and two little boys, Happy desperately needed the comfort of the sweet breath of the little sister.

"I never thought that the genes of ordinary creatures can be combined with the blood of a three-headed dog." Uncle Newt shook his head. His expression was strange. He didn't know whether he was happy for the development of magical zoology or...

"Actually, Harpy and Lo-Mei belong to the same species, so it shouldn't be so strange." Lynch said with a smile, "Of course, there are still many things we don't understand, just like you do in Fantastic Beasts As mentioned in the book Where, organisms evolve as they continue to adapt to their environment, and many people don’t care how fascinating the knowledge is.”

"Have you read the book I wrote?" Uncle Newt looked at Lynch's size in surprise, "Are you in third grade?"

"Just out of some needs, like this." Lynch pulled out a card with a flashing gold edge.

"We are making some magic cards and giving them corresponding skills based on the characteristics of different creatures."

“Ukrainian Iron Belly?”

"That's right, Ukrainian Iron Belly. As Mr. Scamander, who classifies dragon species separately, you must be very familiar with this creature, right?"

"That's right..." Uncle Newt looked a little confused and pinched the card in his hand, "But, dragon breath... is dragon flame?"

"Your understanding is correct." Lynch snapped his fingers, and instantly, after more than half a year of cultivating a tacit understanding, Cedric reflexively stepped forward before the twins.

"It's an honor to present it to you, Mr. Scamander." Cedric bowed calmly, flicked a card into the sky, and then Cedric very coquettishly used his wand to freeze it. Cards that stop spinning.

"It is my honor to introduce you to the Hogwarts Duel Card. Cedric Diggory, Chief Display Officer of Tmall Group, is at your service wholeheartedly."