Hogwarts: I'm taking my dad to find my mom.

"You, you said his name is Coco?" A head suddenly popped out of the air and asked Agas in a slightly stuttering tone.

"Yes, that's the name I wrote on more than a dozen pieces of paper, and it's the only one that remained intact from between Coco's claws. Doesn't this prove that he likes the name Coco very much?" Agas nodded, his little hand still in front of his eyes, observing the increasingly irritable Thunderbird Coco in the sky.

"But Coco is obviously very irritable now. I dare not go up to him. I pissed him off last time and he almost got me struck by lightning and turned black." What a irritable bird. No wonder no other birds like to play with him.

"Can you communicate with him?" The man came with a suitcase and spread it out next to Agas. Seeing Agas nod, a flying magic carpet suddenly rushed out of the suitcase and floated in front of the two of them with a "swish".

Agas thought to himself, this Rocky knows that he can communicate with animals, why is he still so long-winded. He put down the little hand in front of his eyes and turned back to argue with Rocky, but he didn't find Rocky's figure. Instead, he was suddenly pulled into the air by a big hand.

"Ahhhh, what are you doing! Who are you?" Agas, who had lost his balance for a moment, knelt on the flying magic carpet, raised his little head angrily and shouted at the person who came.

The old man with short curly hair touched the back of his head embarrassedly, looked at the distance between the flying carpet and the Thunderbird at this moment, glanced at Agas, and then said hesitantly: "He is too angry now. If the American Aurors go up now, they will only die."

The old man paused here, smiled shyly, and patted Agas' head soothingly, "But you know him and can communicate with him. See if you can calm him down first."

"The Aurors can't do anything, so I am even more helpless. Let me go." Agas looked at Coco in the air again, as if he thought of something bad, and hurriedly said to the old man in front of him.

"Besides! And! I just burned Coco's feathers last month. If he sees me now, he will definitely be even angrier!"

The old man was shocked when he heard what Agas said, and thought about sending the little baby down first, but out of the corner of his eye he saw the thunderbird that was originally flying towards the east turn and fly towards them.

It's broken, too late.

"Listen, it's too late to send you down now. Try to comfort him. If that doesn't work, do you see this box?" The old man squatted down and looked at Agas, picked up the box next to Agas and put it in his arms.

"When I lead him over later, you open it and lead Coco into the box. Can you do that?"

The old man saw Agas nodded, then took out a bag of fruit from the box and waved at the Thunderbird in the sky.

Agas tilted his head and looked at the old man in front of him. It turned out that this was the socially anxious patient mentioned in the book, Animal Master Newt Scamander.

However, Coco is really in a troublesome situation now. I really don’t know what kind of idiots Grindelwald’s subordinates are. If you want to make cows work, you have to feed them well.

Just attracting people, bah, just attracting birds to work without giving them any benefits, any person would be furious, let alone birds, let alone Coco, this stupid bird.

"You despicable bipeds, I will kill you, kill you." Coco in the air made bird sounds and flapped its wings frantically. The lightning in the sky brought up by its wings made crackling sounds, which hurt people's ears.

"Coo! Coo!" Newt made sounds similar to those of a Thunderbird, trying to attract the Thunderbird to fly over here.

Coco flew above the two of them in the blink of an eye. Its huge wings drove the flow of air, causing the flying carpet they were on to fly uncontrollably.

"Annoying ghost! Annoying ghost!" Coco saw a familiar figure on the flying carpet and suddenly started screaming again.

"Is it you who did this again? Attacking me again! Trying to force me to leave the tribe!" Coco flapped her wings angrily to attack the flying carpet.

Agas felt that he was more wronged than Dou E. It was my fault that I burned your wings last time, but I picked my favorite fruit for you to eat and apologized to you. It was not my fault this time, but you still wronged me.

"It's not me this time! Do you think I can fly faster than you? Can I attack you?" Agas shouted.

"The man next to me and I are here to save you. The human Aurors will be here soon. If you continue to make trouble, I will tell your clan leader! I can't save you!"

As soon as Agas finished speaking, he saw that Coco, who was originally furious, seemed to have calmed down, and her wings, which were originally dancing extremely fast, also began to slow down.

Newt on the side looked at Agas with approval, motioning him to continue persuading Coco, while slowly moving to the side of the box.

Agas glanced at Newt's movements, then raised his little hand as a megaphone and continued to shout, "Coco, come down here quickly, the human Auror is coming soon, I have fruits here, I am not those despicable and shameless bipeds who tricked you out, you still don't trust me!"

"There are fruits?" Coco's tone became noticeably gentler.

Agas then turned around and looked at Newt, who nodded and raised a large bag of fruit in his hand.

"Yes! There are tons of them! Come down and smell them and you'll know!"

"You annoying jerk! Don't lie to me!" Coco said, and then she swooped down towards the two of them. Newt hurriedly spread out his small suitcase and shook it in the direction Coco was flying from. Coco rushed into Newt's suitcase in an instant and disappeared from their sight.

Newt let out a long breath, closed the button of the box neatly, glanced at the smiling child in front of him, then looked at the clouds gradually dispersing in the sky, and laughed.

"Luckily, you know this Thunderbird." Newt patted Agas' head gently. "If we don't rescue him, the American Aurors will just shoot him to death in the end."

"Why? It would be fine if we could just lure the Thunderbird away, why would we have to shoot it?" Agas asked puzzled.

"If it was just a Thunderbird passing by, it would be easy to lead it away, but this Thunderbird is too close to the ground and is obviously in a state of rage, so it's impossible to lead it away." Newt controlled the flying carpet and slowly descended to the rooftop where they came from.

"And since they can't lure away a 4X-level magical animal, they can only shoot it. After all, it's just one thunderbird, not a flock of thunderbirds."

"Okay, I'm sorry to have scared you. Is your home near the ptarmigan flock? Where is it? I can take you home with this ptarmigan."

"But I forgot where my home is." Agas smiled sheepishly and grabbed Newt's pants with his little hands and shook them.