I swung my greatsword at Hogwarts

Newt checked Jacob's wound, and after confirming that it was bitten by the Motra rat, he plucked a few leaves from a nearby plant, crushed them, and applied them to the wound.

Take a few pills from a medicine bottle and give them to Jacob.

Jacob stared suspiciously at the medicine for a moment, thinking he had nothing to lose, and that was it.

Swallowing the pill in relief, he saw Newt take the meat on the shelf to the cutting board and chop it into large pieces.

Newt was going to check the lost magical animals and feed them by the way.

Let Jacob come down because he feels that Jacob is not a bad person.

It turned out to be so.

Faced with all kinds of strange things, Jacob did not show disgust, but was full of surprises.

...

The thunderbird in the wilderness area next door caused a heavy rain, and John turned into a dragon and leaned against the rock to read the small newspaper with squinted eyes.

"Well, Grindelwald."

Staring at the familiar words above, John said thoughtfully: "It seems that the future has not changed. Grindelwald is still the same Grindelwald, setting off a revolution in Europe."

My worries are superfluous.

Originally wanted to wash the memory of the three people, but Grindelwald escaped.

"Newt is back?"

He saw the thunderbird slowly descending. It should be Newt coming down to confirm the lost magical animal.

"Being able to handle Obscurity, Newt Scamander is more powerful than I thought."

Recalling the silence of Newt's containment, that thing was the dark energy in the little wizard's body.

The Moran contained by the other party is extremely weak, probably because of the death of the host.

"Another silent person died?"

John stared at the paper and blew, and the paper flew back to Newt's little house.

The sound of Newt calling for the horned camel came, and John propped his head on one hand and pulled the poor rock with the other.

He guessed that Newt would definitely come to find him.

After all, as a fire dragon who is proficient in human language, the wisdom he showed allows Newt to ask questions.

...

Jacob is feeding Newt to the moonbeast.

Looking at the cute little guys, he can be sure that he is definitely not dreaming.

Because his imagination couldn't think of these things.

"Eat, cutie, eat, eat."

He really liked the situation.

At this moment, some kind of cold shout echoed nearby.

"Did you hear that?" Jacob subconsciously turned to ask Newt.

But Newt was gone.

He saw the curtains separating each area fluttering open, revealing a snowy landscape.

Jacob was attracted and walked into the snow scene step by step.

He stared intently at the mass of black matter, which continuously released a kind of turbulent energy.

Jacob slowly stretched out his hand, and just as he was about to touch it, Newt interrupted him in time.

"Back back," Newt snapped.

Jacob is taken aback by the elusive Newt.

Newt continued to repeat himself: "Back off."

Jacob asked in surprise, "What's going on with this thing?"

"I said, go back."

"What the hell is this?" Jacob backed away with lingering fear.

Newt looked over there and said, "That's silence."

Jacob keenly noticed that Newt's expression was wrong, it was a kind of painful contemplation.

"I have to go," Newt suddenly turned around and walked towards another area. "Get the escaped creatures back before they get hurt."

Jacob followed behind him, a little confused: "Before they were injured?"

He recalls his smashed house, and his bite wounds.

The relaxed atmosphere is gone.

"Yes, Mr. Kowalski." Newt led Jacob through a forest, "You know, they are in a strange land, surrounded by millions of the cruelest creatures..."

They came to a rock-covered area, and a whole piece of black appeared in the field of vision, Newt said; "Human beings."

He breathed a sigh of relief, it was very lucky that the most dangerous guy didn't run out.

Jacob caught up, trying to catch his breath, but it was stuck in his throat.

His eyes were wide open, staring at the blackness in front of him.

He asked in a shocked tone: "What is this?"

"Dragon," Newt replied.

Standing below, that piece of black seemed to swallow everything.

Newt walked over.

He used to deal with fire dragons on the Eastern Front.

But this dragon surpassed all the knowledge he knew, and its huge size was unique.

And has jaw-dropping wisdom.

Jacob hurried to follow, and when he saw Newt stop, he stopped too.

The two of them looked like ants in front of the black dragon.

"Hey!" Newt called out, waving his hands, calling John to pay attention to him.

The huge rock shook a few times, and the black dragon heard the call and sat up.

Jacob even slowed down his breathing, and asked in the smallest voice, "Are you sure it won't eat us?"

"Probably not." Newt responded in a low voice, calling out, "It's me, Newt Scamander."

"Of course I remember you, Newt." John looked down at the two of them and chuckled, "It's not long since we parted."

This made Newt relieved that this didn't seem like a bad-tempered dragon.

And Jacob has been frightened silly, it doesn't matter if he grows up, this dragon can still talk?

John looked at the frightened Jacob with interest, and said in a buzzing voice, "What about you, sir, what's your name?"

"Me?" Jacob who was being questioned pointed to himself, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said nervously, "My name is Jacob Kowalski."

"Kowalski?" John said, hearing the familiar name, "Hello, Jacob."

"Hello, sir." Jacob subconsciously greeted him as if facing an army officer.

"You don't need to call me Mr." John fiddled with a stone and said casually, "Just call me Shadow of World Extinction."

"Mie, the shadow of Destroyer?" How did Jacob feel that this name sounded unfriendly at all.

"Uh... The Shadow of the Extinct World, I want to ask, have you seen any animals running out?"

As the owner of the box, Newt naturally knew what was missing in his box.

Still, he wanted to make sure.

"There are a lot of animals that want to run away, but I stopped them." John held his chin with a dragon claw, thought for a while and said, "The venomous horned beast in heat ran away, and the invisible beast, and of course the one that didn't Peace of mind, I'm sorry, I was sleeping when the accident happened."

"Oh my god, I like it." Jacob made a speech, as if he was not a scary black dragon in front of him, but a gentle and elegant British gentleman.

Newt smiled and thanked, "Thank you for your help, Shadow of World Extinction."

Although the name is a bit strange, John's words and deeds are very good for people.

He was grateful that John had prevented a greater evil for him.

Knowing the fleeing animal, he also had a mind.

He questioned Jacob, the native, and asked: "In your opinion, a medium-sized creature likes open plains, trees, and puddles. Where does it go?"

"In New York?" Jacob asked.

"Yes." Newt nodded.

"Plain?" Jacob thought for a while, contemplated for a while, thought of a place, and said pleasantly, "Ah, Central Park."

Bringing the No-Maj was the right thing for Newt.

"Where exactly is that place?"

"Where is Central Park?"

Jacob paused, thinking he had heard a good joke, but he remembered that this was not from New York.

"Look, I'd like to take you there." Jacob spread his hands, "But don't you think it's a bit duplicitous?"

He said a little excitedly: "The girls who took us in specially made hot cocoa."

Newt glanced at him, rousing the soldier in America's sweetheart, "Once they see you're not sweating anymore, they'll cast the Oblivion Charm on you."

"What is the Clay Bowl Curse?"

"It's like waking up from a big dream, and the memories of magic in those dreams will all disappear." This sentence was not said by Newt, but the voice above their heads.

John watched them chat, and it was interesting to see people that way.

Jacob looked around in a daze, and said, "I don't remember any of this?"

Looking around again, this extremely strange world, even if he let him dream, he couldn't find such a place.

Newt nodded, "That's right."

The cruel and truthful answer made Jacob lose his mind.

"Okay, no problem, I'll just help you." Jacob changed his tone.

Newt picked up the bucket for feeding the horned camels, turned around and took Jacob away.

"Hey, Jacob." John's voice stopped Jacob.

"I like you too," John said meaningfully as he put his head on the rock, "If you need help, you can find me."

"Thank you, Mr. Mie, Mister Shadow of Mieshi."

Jacob still couldn't pronounce the name, and left in a hurry.

John waved to him.

This little fat man is really rare.

"If he was a wizard, he would be a Gryffindor."

This Muggle, like his father, is a Gryffindor.

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