Wizards of Hogwarts

In the trunk of magical beasts.

Elrohir held the hand of the invisible beast and led it towards a strange-shaped fence in the forest habitat near the bird and snake nest.Deborah followed closely behind him with small steps, her tail raised high, showing how happy she was at this time.

Suddenly, Elrohir felt a strange movement in her breast pocket.

"Oh, I almost forgot about you, Pickett." Elrohir took the Bowtruckle out of his pocket and walked towards the glade with it.

After finishing dealing with Dougal's affairs, Newt quickly came up, wanting to ease the relationship with Pickett: "Hey, Pickett, I think we can have a talk now."

Pickett circled between Elrohir's fingers, not looking at Newt at all.

"Yes, I shouldn't have given you to that bad guy, Pickett." Newt also circumvented, and he even started to call Pickett by his nickname, "Pippi, I would rather chop off my own hand than I don’t want to let you go, especially since you have done so much for me. Please help me open the shackles, please don’t do this, okay?”

Elrohir watched in amusement as Pict circled his hand again.

Newt also turned around and almost stepped on Deborah: "Pippi, we have talked about sulking before, right? Okay, smile at me, Pickett."

The green Bowtruckle stuck out its little tongue and pouted at Newt, this time obviously taking longer than last time.

"Okay, you go prepare feed for the other animals, and I'll send Pickett back to the clearing." Elrohir said with a smile, "Is that a rowan tree?" Whether it is in the movie or the script, it is I couldn't find the specific name of the tree, and I don't know it either, so I'll just set it to sorbus.

"Yes." Newt nodded, then looked at Pickett aggrievedly, "Pippi, you went too far this time."

Elrohir picked up Deborah from the ground, then put the Picket back into his pocket and walked towards the sorbet tree.

Xiu Xiu was sitting in a small paddock, surrounded by various gold and silver treasures; the poisonous horned beast girl poked her head out from her habitat on the tropical plain, looking curiously at the people walking around; in the distance, In the snowfield habitat, several large, smooth and shiny heads were crawling on the ground.

Newt started busy preparing many buckets of different feeds. He was busy outside for too long, and many of the animals in the boxes didn't have time to feed.

In the wooden shack, Queenie and Jacob chatted for a while, and suddenly found a photo on the table, which was a photo of a beautiful girl.

Queenie stared at the photo and asked loudly, "Hey Newt, who is this girl?"

Newt glanced at her and said, "Uh, no one."

Queenie, whose talent for Legilimency has been turned on all year round, accidentally read Newt's true thoughts: "I've heard of that family, Leta Lestrange."

She seemed hesitant to speak: "You don't know that family."

"Please don't read my mind," Newt said.

Pause for a moment.

Newt, who is not good at Occlumency at all, has gone through things in his mind. Queenie has also read the entire story from his mind, and her expression has become both curious and sad.

Newt continued to work hard, trying desperately to pretend that Queenie didn't see what he was thinking.

Queenie stepped forward, getting closer to Newt.

Newt stopped what he was doing and said in embarrassment and annoyance: "Sorry, I told you not to do this."

"I know, I'm sorry, I can't control it." Queenie said, "When a person's heart is hurt, it is easier for his thoughts to be read."

"My heart is not broken," Newt said firmly, "Anyway, it was a long time ago. Well, neither of us were suitable to stay in school, so we became"

Queenie said: "You became very close, over the years."

Newt fell silent. Apparently Queenie's words brought back his real sad past, about the girl named Leta Lestrange.

Queenie looked concerned and said: "She is a taker, and you need a giver."

At the same time, Tina walked towards here, she joined the conversation and said: "What are you two talking about?"

"Uh, nothing," Newt said quickly.

"About things at school." Queenie said.

Newt glanced at Queenie and immediately changed his words: "Yes, it's about school."

Jacob also came over at this time. After hearing this, he couldn't help but ask: "You just said that there is a school for wizards in the United States?"

"Of course, dear." Queenie gave him a friendly smile, "Ilvermorny is the best magic school in the world."

Regarding this point, Newt did not give in at all: "I think you will find that the best magic school in the world is called Hogwarts."

"Nonsense," the Goldstein sisters said simultaneously.

There was an earth-shattering thunder, and Thunderbird Frank screamed and rushed into the air, flapping his wings wildly, his body turned black and gold, and lightning-like lights flashed in his golden-brown eyes.

"What happened?" Elrohir hurried over, holding Deborah curled up in a ball in his arms. It was obvious that the young cat could not withstand the powerful power of the adult thunderbird.

Newt observed Frank carefully and said with a worried look: "Danger, Frank senses danger, it's in New York."

Second Salem Church.

A row of candles were burning out in the long room. The light was dim and almost no sound could be heard.

Custiti sat at the long table, rigidly sorting the New Salem Charity Society's flyers and putting them into small bags.

Modesty was wearing pajamas and looking at the book in front of her with dull eyes. It was obvious that she was just staring at the book in a daze.

Suddenly, Modesty's ears twitched, and a gentle collision was heard from upstairs.

She gently closed the book and walked upstairs until she entered her room.

"What are you doing, Credence?" Her voice was a little nervous.

Credence hurriedly crawled out from under the bed, accidentally hitting his head on the bed board in the process. He was covered in dust and looked horrified, but when he saw it was Modesty, he was obviously relieved. .

"Where did you find it?" Credence took out a wand from his back and asked his sister.

Modesty's face suddenly changed with fright, and she said in horror: "Give it back to me, Credence, this is just a toy."

The door to the room was suddenly knocked open and Mary Lou walked in.

"What is that?" Mary Lou said to Credence, her eyes fixed on the toy wand.

"That is" Credence wanted to argue, but didn't get the chance.

"Come out with me" Mary Lou grabbed the wand and walked out of the room.

Credence followed Marylou out timidly, Modesty beside him.

In the hallway on the second floor.

Marylou turned to Credence, with disgust on her face, and slowly, bit by bit, she broke her wand in half.

"Take off the belt" Mary Lou decided to punish this ungrateful idiot severely, just like she had done in the past.

"Mom," Credence begged.

"I'm not your mother, your mother is an evil, abnormal woman," Mary Lou said viciously as she took the belt.

Credence lowered his head and trembled.

"That wand is mine." Modesty squeezed between the two of them.

The belt in Mary Lou's hand was pulled away by supernatural forces and fell in the far corner like a dead snake. Her palms were covered with bloodstains under the force of force.

Mary Lou took a few steps back in fear, and a powerful force slammed into her body. Some kind of beast-like, screaming black substance swallowed her up, and her screams were blood-curdling.

The force of Obscurus hit her back against the guardrail on the second floor, climbed over the railing, and fell to the floor of the main hall of the church, with ugly and terrifying scars on her lifeless face.

The black Obscurus streaked through the church, overturning tables and destroying everything in sight.