HP: The New God from Hogwarts

"I have to take him to Aberforth. This is Credence's child, and it is best for him to raise it."

Dumbledore gently stroked Baldur's messy hair: "I will take you to see your grandfather, Baldur. He is an old weirdo, but he must love you."

Momowu was a bit hard to explain. Could Aberforth's slovenly character really teach Balder well? But at least in terms of stance and view of right and wrong, Aberforth didn't miss anything.

Balder was led obediently by Dumbledore, and before leaving the hospital wing, he waved to Newt and Momo.

"Goodbye, Mr. Scamander, Sister Luna."

Momo raised her eyebrows and said, oh, this kid knows that he saved Newt, so he calls Sister Luna.

However, like his father, as an Obscurial, how old can Baldr live?

The door to the hospital wing was gently closed again. Madam Pomfrey had not returned yet, and they were the only two in the room.

Momo looked at the closed door and sighed. For Aberforth, which one is more painful, losing again and again, or never finding his grandson?

Newt seemed to have guessed her thoughts: "I have found a way to separate the Obscurus from the wizard. Don't worry about Balder, I will find an opportunity to help him separate."

"Who says I'm worried about him? I'm worried about you." Taowu looked at Newt sitting on the bed, walked to him and lifted up his shirt to check the wound on his back. It was much better, but there was still a faint red oozing blood.

Newt gave her a guilty look, then secretly pulled the notebook he had been writing into under the quilt and hid it.

Taowu noticed his little movement with sharp eyes, and spread the palm of her right hand in front of him: "Bring it here, Mr. Scamander."

Newt smiled awkwardly at her, and then reluctantly took out the notebook he had just hidden under the quilt, but obediently placed it in her hand.

"I will return it to you when your injury is completely healed." Taowu shook the book in her hand, she was a little curious, "Can I read the contents?"

Newt pursed his lips and nodded, and Momo didn't know why he liked to purse his lips so much, but he seemed to have seen somewhere that people who are easily socially shy just like to purse their lips.

He sat on the hospital bed with his head lowered, but his eyes were secretly looking at Taowu, his face slightly pink.

Momo opened the thick book under his furtive gaze. On the first page, she used a sketch pen to outline the appearance of a young girl. The perfect depiction of her expression and details told the story of the person who drew the painting. It is firmly engraved in my mind.

The person in the painting is her.

Taowu chuckled lightly and continued to flip through the pages. Various lifelike magical animals were painted on the snow-white paper. The scientific names, habits, and where they encountered this species were written in detail in the blank space on the edge.

He is truly worthy of being a famous magical zoologist. He draws so well and writes so well.

It's just that my portrait is next to a bunch of magical animals, which always feels weird.

Call him ignorant of style, but he also knows how to draw the girl he likes. Call him romantic, he can draw the girl he likes together with magical animals.

"I'll confiscate it now, and I'll give it back to you when you're healed!" Taowu pretended to have a straight face and put Newt's notebook into his pocket. What he wrote was so interesting that he hid under the covers and read it secretly at night.

"I'll listen to you." Newt nodded obediently. Ever since he made her angry by cutting off contact with her because of the Hunt Association's pursuit, he now obeyed Taowu's words.

"Then you still want to travel to write a book?" Taowu looked at him seriously. In fact, she hoped he could stay.

Newt smiled naturally and shook his head: "I won't leave here until you graduate. If you are willing to follow me during the holidays..."

He didn't dare to leave casually anymore, not to mention that the ancestor would be angry, and besides, the boys in the school didn't let him worry, such as the one who likes to kiss the back of hands, and the one who doesn't like to wear clothes...

"Yes! Yes!" Taowu answered him quickly. She had wanted to do such a thing as traveling around the world in her previous life.

Her answer made Newt very happy. When he was in a happy mood, his wounds no longer hurt. This is the legendary, can love stop pain?

Newt looked out the window and suddenly sighed: "Dumbledore asked Rubeus to teach the Care of Magical Creatures class. I always felt that Rubeus would definitely get into trouble with his character."

"Then you teach! I promise not to skip a single lesson on the protection of magical animals!" Taowu raised her right hand and held up four fingers, making a gesture of swearing.

"Perhaps Rubeus can teach well."

As soon as Newt finished speaking, the door of the hospital wing was slammed open, and Princess Hagrid strode in with Draco in her arms, shouting loudly as she entered.

"Madam Pomfrey, come and see Malfoy!"

Draco's arm was cut open with a bloody gash, and blood dripped down the sleeve of his wizard robe. A trail of bright red blood followed Hagrid.

Draco closed his eyes in his arms, his face was pale, and his expression was extremely painful, but he kept cursing: "I want to tell my father, you are a rude savage and your cruel The pheasants are all going to die!”

"And Dumbledore actually let you, a savage, be a professor, he is an senile person!"

"I'm going to make my dad go to the Ministry of Magic to accuse you and kill that pheasant!"

Momo sighed and looked at Newt: "You are such a prophet, Hagrid really got into trouble."

Hagrid looked around the hospital wing but could not find Madam Pomfrey, but he saw two familiar faces.

"Oh, Luna, Professor Scamander, can any of you tell me where Madam Pomfrey is?"

Draco heard Hagrid's name and opened his eyes suddenly, and saw the silver-haired girl standing not far in front of him, staring at his arm curiously.

"Poppy should go do some simple checks on Aberforth's grandson. What's wrong with him?" Newt asked Hagrid.

"My Hippogriff Buckbeak scratched Mr. Malfoy's arm in class. He looked seriously injured, but Madam Pomfrey wasn't here. It's so scary!"

"Luna, go and help Rubeus treat Mr. Malfoy's wound. The fresh liquid and potion are in the cabinet. I saw Sif put them in this morning." Newt looked at him in such a hurry and turned to face Zhu Taowu instructed.

Draco stopped scolding immediately.

He was placed on another hospital bed by Hagrid. His gray-blue eyes were shining with water as he looked at Taowu. His voice changed from the sharp and mean tone before, and he shouted softly and softly.

"Luna."

Newt immediately lifted the quilt, got out of bed and quickly put on his shoes, and grabbed Momomo's wrist as he walked towards the cabinet.

"He does look seriously injured. Let me do it."