"Hi, Newt." Felix said to the busy figure. "Anything to find?"
"I'm not sure." Newt straightened up from the table, hurriedly made a few notes on his notes, stared at the rampaging "big scorpions" in the glass case, and said hesitantly: "Hagrid called it a fried tail. Snails? It seems that you have a bad temper. Are they in heat? Some animals get silly brains during heat...Some people do too."
"No one can say for sure. This creature hasn't appeared in reality for less than a year, and no one can figure out its habits." Felix said, "Hagrid was taking care of them, but he was going far away. Before leaving, hand over the last few items to me. He also hopes to get your opinion."
"It needs to be observed for some time." Newt stared at the glass cabinet intently. "It is necessary to confirm whether the snails can reproduce stably under natural conditions. This is the first thing-otherwise they can only disappear in history-there is too There is an example of how many people intervened to create new species but failed. Hagrid did not allow magic to participate in it. This is very good, there is a possibility of stable existence-I think I should build a venue, your magic has always restrained them."
He raised his head with an expression of eagerness.
"Build it firmly," Felix reminded him, "I've never seen snails with docile temperaments. They don't seem to have brains."
New Zealand nodded.
Felix held Warren and looked at the ball of yarn hanging from the top of his head with it.
It was a thorny sac. When they observed it, the saccade suddenly opened and turned into a giant butterfly-like reptile. It has a pair of skeleton-like wings and looks terrifying, hanging upside down like a bat. Looking at them, Warren in his arms was taken aback.
The next second, it retracted again.
"Curled Winged Demon, when not flying, it will shrink itself in a spiked sac. This one is not dangerous, but you had better not get too close, Norris is a bit shy." Newt smiled secretly.
"Hamm?" Warren was in shock, patted his little chest.
"Norris, his name." Newt repeated, "It's like you sniff, but your name is Valen." He looked at Felix, "I can't imagine that she has learned to write, although The words are a bit ugly, but... well, it's already very good, and reminds me of my brother." His last sentence was almost whispered.
Felix stared at the curled-up demon, and couldn't help but slap his lips, "Valen is still good-looking." He didn't want to be like that. "So you trained it?" He suddenly thought of something and asked curiously, "This thing is very dangerous in the wild."
Newt showed a reminiscence expression.
"I once raised a Curly Winged Demon. He helped me a lot. Norris is his offspring."
"That's it," Felix nodded, and he asked softly, "I guess that winged demon helped you catch Grindelwald?"
"Oh, oh—" Newt looked at him, "Principal Dumbledore told you?"
"No, my source is an assistant professor of Ifamoni." Felix explained, "He told me that there is a hidden statue of a curly-winged demon in the hall of the Magic Congress of the United States, near the courtroom... The engraving on the stone reads "It helped defeat the source of the turmoil.""
"It is said that this statue was left by Serafina Piqueli, the chairman of the Magic Congress of the United States. I guessed that based on the background at the time." He added.
Newt put down his hand and fell into a long-lasting memory, "I can't disclose more-it involves Principal Dumbledore. But so far, what you said is correct."
"What kind of person is Grindelwald?" Felix asked keenly, "Isn't this illegal?"
"Oh, uh, it doesn't count... he is very arrogant, or confident... and very appealing, even though I don't like it very much..." Newt's voice gradually lowered. Only then did he look like An old man close to a hundred years old.
Two days later, Felix said goodbye.
"Hey, Lightning, you are here too." Felix said to the invisible beast next to Newt. It revealed its shape today and looked like a sloth. Felix handed it an apple.
"Your investigation is finished?" Newt asked.
"It's done, it's much faster than I thought." Felix said with satisfaction: "I guess it may be because I took the initiative to give up some goals. After all, poisonous horned beasts and moon beasts are not very suitable... "
And it doesn't look good.
"Can you ask," Newt showed an expression of interest. "You told me before that you wanted to observe the structure of magical animals and use magic—that word is'scan'?" He glanced at Felix, Felic Si nodded at him.
"Well-use the magic scan, to be honest, I don't understand it very well, it sounds like the process of familiarizing with the deformed creature in the polymorphism..."
"You're right." Felix said with a slight smile.
"It's really transfiguration? But it shouldn't. General transfiguration can only change the appearance of magical animals, and cannot show the essence. Even the advanced Animagus only removes some of the drawbacks..." Newt said for a while. Talk to yourself.
"Even Principal Dumbledore—wait, I seem to have seen a similar scene, but it's not completely deformed, and even the skin changes are few. I always thought it was magic that I didn't know."
Newt's eyes were shining, staring at Felix, his eyes full of curiosity.
"Can you really do it, can I see it?"
"Of course it is my honor to be able to show this skill to the greatest magical animal expert in the world."
Warren stood on the table, looking at Felix expectantly as well-even though it had been seen in advance, he was still amazed. What kind of species is the Great Devil? The invisible beast gnawing at the fruit suddenly widened its eyes, and the fruit fell to the ground-it had already seen the next scene.
Felix tilted his head, looked at his fingers with a cautious gaze, and began to cast the transformation technique. The weird feeling spread all over the body. His body seemed to be melting, his hands began to shrink and merge into the sides of his body, his torso and neck were constantly elongated, and a pair of blue wings pierced his clothes like a scimitar, revealing from the position of his back... Felix He didn't feel any pain, but it was warm; there was no panic in his heart, only peace-because he knew what the transformation goal was and knew that his body could adapt to this degree of change.
He is a magical creature.
Felix lowered his head, but his body swelled rapidly, his vision was higher than Newt. The blue, bird-like head is about the same size as the invisible beast, and it looks down on the people present. Its sight moves slightly, and it can easily see the rivers, caves and plains farther away.
He became a bird and snake.