A friendly day at Hogwarts

.The peaceful campus life is uneventful, time flies by, and in a blink of an eye, the day of departure is approaching.

Perhaps because of his bloodline after rebirth, whenever Glenn thinks of his deceased parents in this life, he always feels an indescribable feeling.

Now that departure is imminent, such emotions seem to have become a bit more complicated.

Qiu's mood was equally complicated, with some vague anticipation and excitement, but also some anxiety about the unknown journey.

In mid-October, the election and finishing work of China's Minister of Magic was finally completed, and Liu Tao finally had some free time to send news to Dumbledore.

Under Dumbledore's arrangement, Fox, Glenn and Autumn left Hogwart and instantly appeared on a vast grassland near the sea.

"The portkey should be nearby." Qiu glanced at the firelight left behind when Fox left and said to Glenn.

Glenn nodded and pointed to a small black spot on the far shore.

"Let's go there and have a look."

There was a gentle breeze on the seaside, and the waves gently lapped the cliffs on the shore. The two of them walked through the green grass and walked in the direction of Glenn's finger.

"Good morning, little guys." Near the seaside, a thin old man waved to them.

He wore a dark blue windbreaker with a stand-up collar and a black and yellow Hufflepuff scarf around his neck. His short white hair looked a little messy in the sea breeze.

Next to his feet was a somewhat broken life preserver and an old-fashioned leather suitcase. The brass locks on it were polished and polished, and it was obvious that they had been used for many years.

Glenn thought for a moment, smiled politely and said, "Hello, Mr. Scamander, I didn't expect you to see us off in person."

Just as he guessed, the old man in front of him was none other than the famous magical zoologist—Newt Scamander.

Newt obviously didn't expect that he would be recognized. He was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "You can recognize me at a glance, and I am really a smart kid. Garrick is really lucky, unlike my little Rolf, and I When I was young, I only knew about studying magical animals."

I don’t know if it’s because of his age, but he is not as timid as the little freckles in the movie. Instead, he is funny and talkative.

"Mr. Scamander?" Qiu was stunned for a moment and asked timidly, "Are you the Mr. Scamander who wrote Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them?"

"That's right, little girl." Newt nodded kindly, "That's my most proud work. I really hope you like it."

The three of them exchanged pleasantries, and Newt took out a pocket watch from his arms, took a look at it, and said, "It's almost time. We'd better prepare in advance to avoid missing the door key. After we get to China, we still have a lot of time." It can be used for chatting.”

As he spoke, he bent down stiffly, took the magical suitcase in his hand, and picked it up again.

"We? You mean, you will set off with us?" Glenn asked with some surprise.

"Yes." Newt nodded, "I can never find a way to refuse Dumbledore's request. It has been like this for decades. But it's okay, there are still many unknowns waiting for China's magical animals. Keep exploring.”

As expected of Dumbledore, he actually invited Newt, who had retired for many years, to help.In this way, the danger level of this journey has been reduced a lot again.

"Okay, please put your fingers on this lifebuoy. We'll be ready to go in a few seconds."

Feeling the life preserver in his hand begin to shake, Newt said again.

Glenn and Qiu quickly reached out their hands and gently placed them on it.

Three or four seconds later, an irresistible force came. From Glenn's perspective, the bodies of the three people suddenly spun and were pulled up into the sky by that force.

At the same time, a terrified scream came from Newt's trench coat pocket.If nothing else, it should be a Niffler.

During the transmission process, Glenn seemed to have lost the ability to perceive time. He only felt that he was flying forward, the cold wind whistling by his ears, and his eyes were filled with white.

It was Qiu's first time traveling using a portkey, and the feeling of weightlessness made her subconsciously hug Glenn's arm.

Soon, the ground felt under his feet again, and Glenn used strength on his legs to keep himself balanced so as not to fall down like Harry in the book.

Qiu's feet seemed to have stepped on something, her knees softened, and she was about to fall. Glenn quickly put his arms around her waist to help her stand smoothly.

"thanks..."

The girl subconsciously raised her head to thank her, but suddenly found that the posture of the two of them was a bit ambiguous at this time, and hurriedly broke away, with another layer of blush on her pretty face.

Although Newt had long been accustomed to portkeys, he was old after all. He staggered a few steps and finally did not fall to the ground.

"Sure enough, I still have to accept my old age!" He rubbed his waist and said mockingly.

"At 21:[-], from Brighton, England." A voice came from not far away, "Guests from afar, welcome to China."

The three of them followed the sound and saw that it was a man wearing a blue gown, holding a folder in his hand and looking at them with a smile.

"My name is Lu Changqing. Mr. Liu Tao sent me to greet you."

He raised his hands to the three of them and introduced himself.

Such an ancient style of dress and movements, coupled with his fairly standard English pronunciation and the plastic folder in his hand, make him look a bit special, just like an actor wearing ancient clothes but riding a bicycle in Hengdian.

"Hello, Mr. Changqing, thank you for your special trip to greet me." Glenn bowed slightly and said politely.

"No need to be formal." Lu Changqing nodded and said, "Please follow me to register first. Mr. Liu Tao has already gone to the accommodation to wait."

The three of them followed him across the square and into a customs-like room.

The tourists nearby all have Asian faces, and occasionally there are a few conversations in Korean or Japanese.It seemed that because few people from the West appeared here, the guards on the road couldn't help but look at them sideways.

"Please show me your wand," the registration clerk behind the desk looked up at them and said.

The three of them cooperated and pulled out their wands and placed them on the tray he handed over.

The staff member put his fingers together, brushed the wand, and then lowered his head to fill in the registration form that Lu Changqing handed him.

Glenn was a little curious. He looked over and saw that it was written in standard block letters on the watch——

Name: Glenn Ollivander

Affiliation: British Ministry of Magic

Wand: rosewood, nine inches and one-half centimeters, lizard heartstrings

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Lizard heartstrings?