From Beauxbatons to Hogwarts

Calvin left the subsequent construction of the Origin Reserve to Newt and Savannah. He put the farm cabin where he lived in France into the reserve for the two of them to live in.

"How big is this?" Newt looked at the vast grassland and felt a little overwhelmed.

"Thirty thousand square miles." Calvin looked at the paradise he created with satisfaction.

"Thirty thousand?" Newt and Savannah exclaimed.

"Is your Traceless Stretching Spell reliable? I mean, you know what a disaster it will cause if such a large space collapses, right?

And if you use the Traceless Stretching Charm on such a large scale, won't the Ministry of Magic get into trouble for you? ” Newt was half tempted to grab the suitcase and run away.

Calvin waved his hand calmly: "Impossible, I didn't use the traceless stretching spell at all. It's a space spell and it won't collapse suddenly.

As for the Ministry of Magic, now that I am Connelly's personal friend, no one with a blind eye dares to check me out. "

Calvin told the two of them that they needed to make some more detailed divisions within the reserve, and then left the village of Autry-St. Catchpole. According to him, they needed to recruit some employees, and only three people could not afford it. The world's largest magical animal sanctuary.

Of course, Calvin's real idea is to be a hands-off shopkeeper. Newt's enthusiasm and patience for magical animals are beyond ordinary people, so it is of course most appropriate for him to be responsible for management.I just need a place where I can take practical classes.

That night, Calvin wrote two letters in his office at Hogwarts and handed them to Columb to the Owlery in Diagon Alley. Then, two seagulls sent them across the ocean and mountains to Eastern Europe and the Far East respectively. .

The next day, after a busy weekend, Calvin began to focus on teaching the cute but empty-headed little wizard and studying Voldemort's Horcrux.

Calvin has a headache. Neither of these things is easy.Students are increasingly questioning him, even though the content he teaches in class is interesting and subverts students' traditional understanding of magical animals.But who among the little wizards at this age doesn’t want to get up close and personal with magical animals?

Many students in fifth grade, especially, were overwhelmed by Calvin's heavy exams and frequent classroom questions, and secretly gave Calvin a nickname: "Red-Eyed Sphinx."

It seems that the animal sanctuary must be speeded up and must take shape before Christmas, otherwise his reputation will fall to the same level as Professor Binns.Calvin thought.

And the research on Horcruxes has reached a bottleneck. Horcruxes cannot be damaged or peeled off. Unless they are completely destroyed with powerful magic, it is difficult for other methods to have any impact on them, which makes Calvin's research on the soul impossible. Went down.

Unless you can find someone to talk to who has also done in-depth research on the soul.

At the same time, Quirrell, another new professor this year, is getting worse and worse.

Many students reported that Professor Quirrell looked increasingly pale and thin, but he did not look completely broken.

Professor McGonagall wanted to take him to the school hospital for a good check-up, but Quirrell rejected Professor McGonagall's kindness with some fear, insisting that he just had a cold and would be fine after a while.

Of course not everyone is friendly to Professor Quirrell, at least not the Weasley twins.They issued a reward in the castle, willing to pay twenty galleons as a reward for the first warrior to take off Professor Quirrell's turban.

They themselves are the students who are most enthusiastic about this activity. Surprisingly, they can always find the exact location of Professor Quirrell and try to take off his turban, but of course they fail every time.

"Where do you get so much money?" Ron asked his two brothers in surprise when they heard the news at the dinner table.

Ron thought about his pocket money and had not managed to save a single galleung after so many years.

"Ron," George hugged his younger brother's neck, "use your brain, understand? Of course we earned these galleons ourselves. The name of Weasley's Trick Workshop has spread throughout the academy. Everyone loves to use it. Our stuff.”

"Isn't it just a prank product?" Ron looked at the few Sickles and Nats left in his pocket and couldn't help but feel jealous.

"In fact, the things they sell can be considered very mature alchemical products," Hermione corrected from the sidelines.

George and Fred nodded: "Look, Ron, there is still someone who knows what he is doing. He is indeed the best witch in the first grade."

"Hermione, come to our store from now on and I'll give you a [-]% discount."

Granger's face turned red after hearing this, and he lowered his head to eat shyly.

"What about me?" Ron heard that there was a discount and looked at his two brothers expectantly.

George shrugged: "The original price."

"I'm your younger brother!"

"Then double it," the twins said in unison.

Ron was a little discouraged. He looked at Harry who said nothing and said, "I really want to learn alchemy. I can do anything else. I just need to follow Professor Capet. Hufflepuff's Digory and Capet The professor learned magic painting, and I heard that he also made a lot of money painting for girls."

"By the way, Harry, didn't you say you wanted to learn alchemy last time? Let's go find Professor Capet together. For your mother's sake, he will definitely teach you. Harry, Harry."

Harry, who was distracted, was bumped by Ron's elbow and finally realized that Ron was calling him.

"Huh?" Harry was a little unclear about the situation.

"What are you thinking about?" Ron asked in a low voice, "Still thinking about Nico Flamel?"

Harry nodded: "I plan to go to the library after dinner."

"Okay, I'll call Hermione and we'll go look for it with you."

The three of them wandered around the library again, blindly searching for clues related to Nico Flamel.

Harry was about to open a book "The Alchemist of the Middle Ages" when he suddenly heard Ron say: "Hagrid! What are you doing in the library?" Hagrid came over kicking and put something in Behind him.Wearing a moleskin coat, he stood out in the library.

"Look around," said Hagrid, with an evasive voice that caught their interest right away.

"Are you here?" He suddenly looked suspicious. "Still looking for Nicolas Flamel, aren't you?"

Harry and Ron were a little frustrated.Harry replied listlessly: "Hagrid, if you would tell us who Nico Flamel is, we wouldn't have to come here."

"I won't tell you, this is top secret." Hagrid walked away.

"What is he hiding behind his back?" Hermione mused. "Do you think it will have anything to do with Nico Flamel?"

"I'm going to see what book he was reading just now." Ron said, he was already a little impatient. A minute later, he came back with a pile of books in his arms and threw them heavily on the table.

"Dragons!" he whispered. "Hagrid is looking for information about dragons! Look at these: Species of Dragons in Great Britain and Ireland, From Hatching to Nirvana, A Guide to Raising Dragons."