I wield a sword at Hogwarts

John, who originally wanted to leave, had no choice but to stay.

When Newt finds the lost magical animal, he will probably find his wand as well.

"A little hungry, there's nothing to eat here?"

…

Newt and Jacob were taken back to the female officer's home.

The female officer's name is Tina Goldstein.

He is an employee of the Wand Application Management Office of the Magical Congress of America.

She also has a sister, Queenie Goldstein.

She is a beautiful, kind-hearted blonde girl.

Like her sister, she also works at the Magical Congress of America.

He has mastered kitchen magic.

Their parents died from dragon pox.

Queenie is somewhat different from her sister Tina in that she is a natural Legilimency.

This is an annoying ability, because you can always hear other people's innermost secrets and dirty thoughts.

Jacob was fascinated the first time he saw Queenie, and Queenie rarely had contact with No-Majs.

A dinner begins, and two hearts begin to get closer.

Two strangers entered their home. Tina and Newt sat face to face, listening to their sister chatting with No-Maj with some embarrassment.

Until after dinner, Jacob was on the bed holding the hot cocoa that Tina brought in, and said with a smile on his face: "Hey, Scamander, look, it's hot cocoa."

Unlike him, Newt turned sideways and wrapped himself in the quilt.

Tina glanced at him, put down the hot cocoa and left

As soon as the door to the room was closed, Newt performed a trick of "sitting up in a dying illness", stood up, quickly opened the box and walked in quickly.

Jacob stared dumbfounded at this bizarre scene.

Until Newt was completely inside, a hand stretched out from inside beckoning him to follow.

Jacob's eyes rolled, wondering if he was still dreaming.

"Come here."

Newt's voice came from the box, and Jacob still looked suspicious of life.

He opened his eyes and breathed heavily, trying desperately to make sense of the situation.

After much hesitation, he slowly put down the cup.

Gall up your courage, get off the bed, go to the box and step on the ladder.

His body wasn't very friendly when facing the box and he got stuck.

He stuffed it in as hard as he could, making the box jump up and down.

"No..."

Jacob wailed desperately, and with one last hard jump, his body disappeared in a whoosh.

Close the box lid.

Jacob experienced a ping-pong-pong fall.

Knocking over some bottles and utensils.

He found that his appearance had changed and he was in a small room.

There are camp beds and tropical clothing inside, and there are various tools on the walls.

There were various potted plants that he didn't recognize, as well as a medicine cabinet composed of pills, tablets, and various bottles.

A dried animal carcass hung from a hook.

Newt was already inside and glanced at Jacob to sit down.

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Chapter 534 Hello, Jacob

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

Pour out a few pills from a medicine bottle and hand them to Jacob.

Jacob stared at the medicine suspiciously for a while, then figured he had nothing to lose, so he left it at that.

Taking the pills with relief, he saw Newt taking the meat on the shelf to the cutting board and cutting it into large pieces.

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

He asked Jacob to come down because he felt that Jacob was not a bad person.

And it turns out that's true.

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

…

The thunderbirds 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.

"Yeah, Grindelwald."

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

My worries are unnecessary.

He originally wanted to erase the memories of three people, but Grindelwald escaped.

"Newt is back?"

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

"Newt Scamander is more capable of handling the Obscurus than I thought."

Recalling the Obscurus that Newt took in, that thing was the dark energy in the little wizard's body.

The Obscurus taken in by the other party was extremely weak, probably because of the death of the host.

"Another Obscurial died?"

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

Newt's voice calling for the horned camel came, and John held his head with 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 understands human language, his wisdom allows Newt to make inquiries.

…

Jacob is feeding the Moonstruck Beast for Newt.

Looking at the cute little guys, he could be sure that he was definitely not dreaming.

Because his imagination could not conceive of these things.

"Eat, little cutie, eat, eat."

He really liked this situation.

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

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

But Newt was gone.

He saw the curtains used to isolate each area fluttering open, revealing a snowy scene over there.

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

He stared at the black mass intently and seriously, the black color constantly releasing a kind of turbulent energy.

Jacob slowly stretched out his hand, but was interrupted by Newt just as he was about to touch it.

"Get back," Newt snapped.

Jacob was startled by the elusive Newt.

Newt continued to repeat himself: "Get back."

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

"I said, go back."

"What on earth is this?" Jacob backed away with lingering fear.

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

Jacob was keenly aware that something was wrong with Newt's expression, one of painful contemplation.

"I have to go." Suddenly, Newt suddenly turned around and walked towards another area. "Find the escaped creatures before they are injured."

Jacob followed him and said a little confused: "Before they were injured?"

He recalled his smashed house and the bite wounds.

The relaxed and happy atmosphere was 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 an area covered by rocks, and a whole piece of black appeared in the field of vision. Newt said; "Humans."

He breathed a sigh of relief. It was so lucky that the most dangerous guy didn't run away.

Jacob caught up and was about to take a breath, but the breath was blocked in his throat.

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

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

"Dragon," Newt answered.

Standing below, the blackness seemed to swallow everything.

Newt walked over.

He once dealt with fire dragons on the Eastern Front battlefield.

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

And he has jaw-dropping wisdom.

Jacob hurriedly followed, and when he saw Newt stop, he stopped too.

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

"Hey!" Newt waved his hands and shouted, asking John to pay attention to him.

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

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

"Probably not," Newt whispered back, calling loudly, "It's me, Newt Scamander."

"Of course I remember you, Newt." John looked down at the two people and chuckled, "We were separated not long ago."

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

And Jacob was already frightened. Even if he grew bigger, this dragon could actually talk?

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

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

"Kowalski?" John felt familiar with the name and said, "Hello, Jacob."

"Hello, sir." Jacob subconsciously greeted him as if he were facing an army commander.

"You don't need to call me sir," John fiddled with a stone and said casually, "just call me Shadow of Destruction."