The legendary creator of the system

Chapter 383 Magical Zoologist Newt
Ye Qiong is a very qualified task performer.

In less than a quarter of an hour after coming to this world, Ye Qiong naturally accepted her current identity.

"Whether you interrupt or not, you are here!"

The corners of Ye Qiong's mouth rose slightly, and she turned around and sat on the leather sofa behind her.

The ink-like tuxedo looked very suitable on his body, making his bright pearl-like eyes even deeper, like a vast ocean of water, without knowing the depth...

Greaves, to be precise, it should be Grindelwald couldn't help being slightly taken aback, he didn't expect that Ye Qiong's first sentence would be this sentence.

in fact.

As early as the first meeting just now, Grindelwald couldn't help feeling an unusual feeling in his heart.

The young man in front of him is still very handsome, in line with all the aesthetics of Europeans, with deep eyes, a straight nose, and although his figure is not burly, he is full of strength and explosiveness.

But Grindelwald's intuition told him that the young man in front of him was very different from the Mordoran-Gaunt he had known before, and it seemed that...a little change had taken place in him.

He became a little bit blind.

"You came to find me, you are not just in a daze!"

Ye Qiong glanced at Grindelwald, and looked at it several times with interest.

Compared with him, the other party's dress is more decent, and he seems to be born a nobleman in every gesture.

Of course, Ye Qiong is not self-deprecating.

Strictly speaking, the world of where are the magical beasts is like a child's play house for him today. As long as he wants to, he can destroy the entire magical world at any time.

What black magic No.1, what Dumbledore, what Voldemort, what Iron Triangle, what Harry Potter... Ye Qiong didn't pay attention to all of them.

He didn't understand why the system let him come to such a low-level world.

But thinking about it, the system should be his own plan, and it definitely won't be aimless.

Ye Qiong was a little uncertain.

"I made a special trip here today, of course I have something to do!!!"

Grindelwald's voice came.

"Oh, what's the matter?"

Ye Qiong responded lightly, neither in a hurry nor in a hurry.

"It's still for the obscurity!"

Grindelwald's eyes were slightly wrinkled, and he paused a few times before speaking.

Do not know why.

He had an illusion, suddenly felt that the young man in front of him was the real boss, the boss behind the scenes, and he was the other party's younger brother.

Grindelwald thought about it for a moment, but he didn't come up with a reason, so he might as well think about it, because the other party was pretending to be a ghost.

"The Obscure? Why do you want to find them?"

Although she knew the reason and even knew the whereabouts of the silent man, Ye Qiong still asked.

Because, he was very curious about one thing - whether the silent ones were considered dark wizards, and whether the energy they possessed was considered black magic?
In the beginning of Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them.

The protagonist, Newt Scamander, captures an Obscurus.When No-Maj Kowalski first spotted Momoran in Scamander's suitcase zoo, he tried to get close but was warned of the danger by Scamander.Scamander said he captured the silent animal in Sudan three months ago, which killed an eight-year-old girl.

According to Scamander's explanation in The Dungeon, Obscurity is a magical parasite that forms when mages suppress their magical abilities.The parasite itself is called Obscurus, and the magician whose body is used as a host is called Obscurus.If they have not been casting spells, Silence will backfire and erode, and eventually take over the host's body and get out of control, bringing disaster.

Obscure people rarely live past the age of ten, so Grindelwald, that is, Grindelwald, ignored Credence, who had grown into a teenager.

"Why are you asking this? You shouldn't be asking. I see. I'm afraid your whole family will be in bad luck!"

Grindelwald's voice could not help but become slightly colder, with a slight chill.

……

vertical day.

The passenger ship heading to New York, the largest city, is slowly moving on the sea level. Some of the passengers on the ship are leaning on the railing of the deck, looking excitedly at the land that is getting closer and closer. From time to time, the laughter of children can be heard .

A young man with blond curly hair and freckles was sitting on a bench, looking at the towering buildings of the city in the distance.

Seagulls circled in the air above him, and he was a travel-stained, lanky man in an old blue overcoat.

Beside him, there was a worn-out brown leather suitcase.He reached out to grab the box, but there seemed to be some movement in the box, and a lock suddenly popped open automatically.

The freckled youth quickly leaned over and closed it, then looked around to see if anyone noticed.

Followed by.

The freckled youth hurriedly put the box on his lap, lowered his head and whispered, "Dougal—please be safe, it won't be long, it will be here soon," he turned to himself, "Oh , God, Jara what are you doing!"

The box responded like an obedient child and then remained silent. It looked like an ordinary suitcase again. The freckled youth heaved a sigh of relief, lying on the box and staring into the distance.

The Statue of Liberty came into view, majestically standing on the foundation stone not far from them, overlooking the floating blue ocean.

"Oh, that's the Statue of Liberty! I read about it in the "Muggle Life Guidebook." The freckled youth was a little excited because they were about to reach their destination, and New York was right in front of them. He stood up and looked at the coastline Outlined outline of the city.

"Pickett, come out and have a look, we're almost there." He lowered his head and said softly.

A small head about the size of a piece of rubber poked out carefully from the breast pocket of the freckled youth's coat. There were two thin branches and leaves on his green head, which was very small and cute.

"If I were you, I'd watch over your animals more carefully. Mr. Newt-Scamander."

at this time.

Suddenly, a man whispered in the ear of the young man with freckles, and before he turned his head to see who it was, the man was already standing in a row with Newt, holding on to the railing.

The freckled youth's eyes widened, and Pickett shrank back into Newt's breast pocket in horror.

is a young man.

The man is about 20 years old, tall and straight, and looks very handsome.

Especially those pair of pupils, black and shiny, like pearls in the middle of the night, dazzling.

The man was wearing a high-necked top hat with a dark brim covering most of his forehead.

Newt looked a little bewildered.

"Modoran, it's an honor to meet you."

The young man was very polite, and after all, he extended his hand to Newt.

"Newt Scamander." The other party obviously knew his name, but the freckled youth politely reported his name, shook his hand and nodded at him. "Uh...Mr. Modoran, what do you do?"

He seemed to have glimpsed this name somewhere, but couldn't remember it for a moment.

"Auror." The young man smiled slightly, "Working for the British Ministry of Magic."

(End of this chapter)