v2 Chapter 467： A meeting of 2 "experts"

"Have you found the answer?"

On the path out of school, Hermione asked with some schadenfreude.

Sean glanced at her angrily: "I judge the time and place of my death on a daily basis. There are probably the tenth way of death? Oh, I almost forgot, she even gave up such an elective course with a 'whiplash'. Miss Granger—is that answer satisfactory, Miss Granger?"

Hermione raised her nose proudly: "I don't care about Professor Trelawney's slander of me, anyway, I will never go to that useless divination classroom again."

The first class in the morning was a divination class. Hermione, who got an "a" last semester, had already given up Professor Trelawney's divination class, and Sean, who got an "e", thought about it again and again, and chose to continue this course. courses.

After all, Trelawney still has a talent, although this talent is not reflected in the usual teaching sessions...

With the idea of ​​a dead horse being a living horse doctor, Sean vaguely revealed his dream, and then Professor Trelawney, just like last school year, explained Sean with a "prophecy" that pretended to be a ghost. How to die, when and where to be buried...

Having heard all this, Hermione laughed at Sean with an "I knew it would be like this" look.

Sean could only pinch his nose and admit it. Professor Trelawney suffered a lot in the previous accident caused by Max Dawson, and he lost his former slapstick demeanor in class - not to mention A true prophecy and dream interpretation.

The two discussed Sean's dream and the unreliable Professor Trelawney on the stone path, and then walked towards Hagrid's hut.

Due to Ministry of Magic regulations, Hogwarts canceled all outdoor activities last school year, including outdoor courses, and now it is finally open.

Hagrid, who is currently an assistant in the Conservation of Magical Creatures class, excitedly informed them early in the morning that there was a big surprise for everyone in the first outdoor class of Conservation of Magical Creatures.

However, both Hermione and Sean were pessimistic about this - Hagrid said he was a teaching assistant, more like an assistant, and until now Newt has not let him take a certain grade alone.

Sean understands that.

"Oh, I haven't walked this road for a long time. There is a strange intimacy." Hermione sighed after walking through the three-way intersection.

Sean also nodded: "Frankly, I can barely remember what the owl shack looks like, but I hope Hagrid doesn't make any big news in the first class of the new semester."

"No, Professor Scamander will control the direction of the entire course- eh, is that the Professor and Hagrid?" Hermione pointed into the distance.

When Sean heard the words, he saw that next to Hagrid's hut, there were two figures, one tall and one short, waving at them. It was Newt and Hagrid.

"Professor Scamander, and Professor Hagrid~" After walking over, Sean blinked and shook hands with the two.

"Nice to see you, oh thanks, Sean, and you, Hermione." Hagrid's huge palm almost wrapped half of Sean's arm, and shook it hard, he liked hearing people call him professor.

Newt smiled and looked at the two of them: "Good morning, you two, Hagrid informed me this morning, and sure enough, you two were the first to come."

"I didn't have class for the first period, so I'll come over when Sean comes together. Harry and the others should be there in a while," Hermione said, looking behind the two of them, a little nervously, "Professor, What is the magical animal prepared for today?"

As soon as he said this, Hagrid was immediately excited: "Oh, unimaginable magical beast! Trust me, children, you have never seen such a creature!"

Newt showed some headaches.

Hermione and Sean looked at each other and saw the helplessness in each other's eyes.

"Sean, you're here just in time. Come on too, Hermione." Newt walked towards the back of Hagrid's hut and motioned for a few people to follow. "Sean, just use your abilities to see the situation."

Sean raised his eyebrows. How could it sound like Professor Scamander didn't know much about the "new animals" that Hagrid was talking about?

At the end, Hagrid kept talking: "You will be amazed, and Professor Scamander has determined that those creatures are not dangerous at all under reasonable and correct contact methods, just like a tree guard. Same!"

Newt was a little helpless. "Hagrid, the stalker can poke people in the eye—hey, Pickett, I didn't say you, man, you shouldn't have bit me."

A small tree man climbed onto Newt's shoulder, stuck his tongue out at his "cushion man", and then excitedly waved at Sean.

"Hey, Pickett, it's been a long time, how are you doing?" Sean also smiled and waved, and then he took out a few turtles like a conjuration.

Pickett's little black eyes lit up, and it climbed up Newt's head amid Newt's cries of pain, then tightened Newt's curls and launched himself like a pebble on a slingshot.

After a "whoosh", Pickett landed firmly in Sean's palm, and then happily enjoyed the food.

"Ow - man, we should have a good talk after we go back, you traitor." Newt rubbed his scalp and said to Pickett.

After harvesting the saliva stained with the turtle juice again, Newt patted his head helplessly: "God, last time I got home, Tina said my hair lost a lot—"

Sean smirked: "Professor, I'll talk to it."

"Thank you, Sean, but I'm afraid the more you talk about it, the more fun it's going to bounce around next time—oh, here we are."

While they were talking, they had already walked to Hagrid's hut, next to the huge pumpkin patch, where several wooden crates with a height of over one meter and a width of over two meters were being placed.

Hearing the sound of someone approaching, an explosion sounded from the wooden crate.

Sean's mouth froze, he seemed to know what was inside...

Walking to the wooden crate, Newt stopped: "Hagrid, let me introduce you."

"Oh, of course, of course, it's my duty and my pleasure." Hagrid rubbed his hands to the wooden crates and opened one of them.

Hermione immediately covered her mouth.

A monster with a length of six and a half feet and a height of nearly one meter appeared in front of several people.

The guy looked like a deformed, shelled lobster covered in a gray, shiny armor-like thing, somewhere between a huge scorpion and an elongated crab.

So many thorny, messy feet were sticking out from the bottom of the guy that Sean and Hermione couldn't even find where the guy's head was.

"Bang—" Sensing that the box was opened, a strong flame erupted from the monster's tail, accompanied by a violent explosion.

"Oh, look at this cute guy—" Hagrid was enthusiastic, "it was just about to move, so it exploded from the tail, which could push the body forward a certain distance, of course, now bound by the magic in the box—yes Now, this guy is called Fried Tail Snail! How about it, isn't it interesting?"

Sean spread his hands: "Thank you for telling me how it's going, now I finally know which way this guy's head is."

Hermione took a step back in disgust and horror: "Hagrid! You made this?!"

Hagrid raised his head proudly. "Of course, of course it's me, oh, not all, haha."

Newt sighed and looked at Sean: "I failed."

"Ah?" Sean was stunned for a moment, then reacted.

Immediately, his eyes widened in horror: "Hagrid and West met?!"

The grandson of Newt's youthful assistant Bunty, also known as Newt's Newt West - a "well-known" expert in the "breeding" of magical animals.

Newt has been trying his best to prevent West and Hagrid from meeting, and Sean also deeply believes that these two guys can't get together.

So far it has failed...

Hagrid shook his head: "Professor, West didn't do anything bad this time."

Newt glanced sternly, and Hagrid immediately lowered his head like a child who had done something wrong.

"You didn't do anything wrong, you mean to get you a manticore with a dangerous xxxxx human head?" Newt rubbed his temples. "He's in charge of purchasing for you, and then you're in charge of crossbreeding, right?"

Hagrid murmured, "But a new species has really been born, Professor..."

With that said, he pointed to the blow-tailed snail that was banging the wooden crate with force: "They've also thrived, and it was only three inches long at first!"

"Thank you for your serious feeding. In addition, thank you for reminding me that the first batch of fried tail snails had a full eighty at the beginning, and now there are only five left, and all the others died of cannibalism."

Hagrid was silent now.

Sean walked up to Newt and persuaded: "Professor, don't get angry, have you studied the habits of this fried tail snail?"

When it comes to the habit of blowing tail snails, Newt's expression is less serious, and his tone has become the same tone as before: "The main habit is almost studied, it has many characteristics of the manticore. , such as aggressive, short-tempered, and unless there is a male and a female, the cannibalism is very serious."

"West is also doing a good thing. The breed originally cultivated by Hagrid will continue to grow according to my judgment until the body can't bear it, not only the tail, but the whole body explodes together—"

"West has been secretly researching with Hagrid for a long time on breeding. Now, ten feet should be the maximum size of the fried tail snail. At that time, even if it is a real adult magical animal individual - yes, it will not explode because of growth, It's at least a normal magical animal."

Newt said a lot. To sum up, the fried tail snail originally had a lot of flaws, but Hagrid and West were really a match made in heaven. The two studied it for a long time without Newt. Fried-tailed snails finally don't have that natural flaw - they have really bred a brand new magical animal.

Of course, the danger is ridiculously high. Newt came to Hogwarts ahead of time to observe the snails. According to him, at least xxxx started - the bigger the snails, the more grumpy they are, and the gray-white armor bounces back. The effect of the spell, the sharp spikes also carry a numbing poison.

In the end, Newt was also very helpless. He didn't disapprove of the cultivation of magical animals, but West and Hagrid's "time bomb" cultivation behavior made him very angry - just looking at Hagrid's appearance He was reprimanded a lot during this time.

Fortunately, the primary cooperation between the two "Fantastic Beasts experts" did not produce any inexplicable monsters.

"Sean, I just need your help," Newt said.

"Of course, Professor."

"I've tried to communicate with a creature like a fried tail snail, but it has always failed. I need your help."

After hearing this, Sean looked at the huge monster again, with spikes and odd legs everywhere, and the only soft belly stuck firmly to the ground.

With the skill of [Beast Whisperer], he was able to communicate initially with magical animals, but after standing here for so long, apart from the sound of explosions, Sean never heard any animal sound from the blasting snail.

"Let me try…"

Sean walked over to the wooden box and looked at it.

This exploding snail is a circle bigger than Sean's whole body. Under the restriction of Newt's magic, even if Sean is very close, he will attack, but the tail has been making a crackling explosion.

After a serious look around, Sean looked up.

He now faces a serious problem.

The fried tail snail... where are the eyes?

Sean's sky-high Fantastic Beast Affinity has an intimacy bonus when facing all animals, but if you want to tame a Fantastic Animal quickly, looking at each other is the best way.

"Hagrid, where's the head and eyes on this thing?"

Hagrid raised his chest proudly: "Its brain should be at the very center, and it is firmly protected by armor, body parts, and some tissues, and the fried tail snail has no eyes. According to my guess, its legs have Sensory organs, those are enough."

Sean: "…"

He turned to look at Newt: "Professor, I tried my best."

Newt: "…"

"Excuse me, it seems that if you want to know the IQ and some hidden characteristics of this creature, you can only rely on observation day after day..."

One old and one young two geniuses with magical beasts sighed and walked outside This is the first time the combination of these two people is so powerless in the face of magical beasts.

Hagrid scratched his head and glanced at Hermione who had retreated to the pumpkin patch: "Hermione, what's wrong with them, isn't the fried tail snail cute?"

Hermione's eyes widened: "Hagrid...a terrifying monster six and a half feet long and three feet high. We don't usually call it 'snail', nor do we use cuteness to describe it."

"Oh, you haven't touched it yet, as long as you touch it, I believe you will fall in love with it!"

"This love is too heavy..."

As it turned out, the other students thought the same way as Hermione.

In the Conservation of Magical Creatures class, Hagrid brought hundreds of newly bred six-inch fried-tailed snails. No student could accept this guy's weird and disgusting appearance and the smell of rotten fish and shrimp that was always emitting.

Hagrid was disappointed, and Sean thought about getting a few small fried tail snails from him.

Keep it in the ring... Anyway, other creatures are not afraid of this stuff... Just study it...