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Newt laughed and was about to say something when Dumbledore came in.

So Newt stopped talking and stood up.

Jim followed Newt's gaze, too.

I saw the handsome, unrestrained and suave Professor of Transfiguration standing at the door.

A pair of blue eyes shone with wisdom, as if seeing through something, stood at the door of the medical room and looked at the two boys.

No, to be precise, looking at Newt.

This man exuding the heat of the sun was standing at the door, waving at Newt.

"What can he do with you?" Jim muttered softly, grabbing Newt's hand and preventing Newt from leaving.

"I don't know," Newt replied flatly.

"Newt," Dumbledore called to him from the door, "come out, I have something to tell you."

Newt bent down to tuck the corners of the quilt for Jim, pursed his lips, turned his head and followed Dumbledore out of the medical room.

He could probably guess why, but, because of this, he didn't want to go out with Dumbledore.

Jim said let him make another one, but this cufflink is not easy to do.

Dumbledore came to him, probably because of this alchemy product.

"Newt," Dumbledore blinked his blue eyes, and his handsome face was quite charming.The man always knew what gesture to make when.At this moment, he bent down in a whispering gesture and winked at Newt, his voice low, as if he didn't want a third person to know.In fact, Newt sneered, there is no third person here, the whole corridor, except for him and Dumbledore, the rest are portraits.

Dumbledore blinked, his smile was as charming as before.His tone was slightly mischievous, very cheerful, and his manner of speaking was very casual.

It seemed that at this moment, he was not the professor of transfiguration who secretly promised to make Newt die again, but just a close friend who was the same age as Newt.

Newt pursed his lips, suddenly realizing something.The transfiguration professor in front of him seemed to be 16 years older than him, not 36 years older. At the age of 28, this is not actually the age of an elder.After all, Theseus is 11 years older than him, and Dumbledore is at most the same age as Theseus.

"Newt," Dumbledore lowered his voice, shouted in a low voice, with a bit of mystery, and said in a tone of discussing the little secrets shared by the two, "the cufflinks on Jim's hand, can you Let me have a look?"

"No," Newt said with a grin. "I'm sorry, Professor, his cufflinks are broken."

"Oh, well," said Dumbledore, smacking his lips and making a regretful expression, "that's a pity, isn't it?"

"Yes." Newt nodded in agreement, "If you have nothing else to do, I'll go back first."

"Oh, wait a minute," Dumbledore hesitated, and after a while, he finally made a decision, "Just now the head of Slytherin told me that the cufflinks on Jim's hand are a very rare alchemy product, which contains a lot of magic powers, and these magic powers have one characteristic in common.”

Dumbledore blinked, deliberately stopping at a critical point.A pair of blue eyes stared at Newt, as if hinting at something.

Newt smiled: "Sir, you don't need to hide it, just say what you want."

"I've got no shame, of course," Newt laughed again. "I've been in the Forbidden Forest all Christmas, you know."

"Oh," Dumbledore nodded, "I did notice that you've been in the Forbidden Forest for a long time, and at first your magical powers seemed to have soared to an unbelievable level, however, before I plan to go down and talk to you When we were talking, your magic power level returned to normal again, so I even suspect that it was just an illusion of mine."

"No, obviously not, as you can see," Newt laughed, "I just put the extra mana into the alchemy product."

"Sure enough," Dumbledore looked at Newt, sighed with a look of relief and regret, "It would be great if you could be born 20 years earlier."

"I'm sorry," Newt expressed regret to the Transfiguration professor politely and politely, "What you think may be a little different from the actual situation. I haven't made any achievements in the research of the Obscure. The so-called alchemy The magic power in the product beyond the little wizard is derived from my own body."

Dumbledore looked at him in surprise.Newt said politely.

"You know, little wizards will always have this kind of magic riot. I just stopped myself from happening."

"Oh, there are indeed a lot of studies on how little wizards sort out their magic power in recent years." Dumbledore suddenly nodded as if remembering something, "I remember that there was an article about combing out little wizard's magic power before, which was published in "Wonderful "Animals", oh, speaking of it, I have always been very interested in that author," Dumbledore blinked, "I especially want to discuss with him, the custard is so sweet, why doesn't he like it?"

"Good luck then." Newt nodded politely.

"Okay," Dumbledore sighed and changed the subject, "I heard from the centaur that you met Randall?"

"Sorry, Professor," Newt said, "I think this is my private matter, and we probably haven't gotten to know each other enough to talk about private matters?" Newt asked politely.

"I don't mean anything else," Dumbledore sighed again, this time his eyes were soaked, apart from the sharpness of the past, there was also a trace of worry, "I just want to tell you that Randall is Grindelwald's son." The first batch of men, don't trust him too much. And Grindelwald, who is currently studying the Obscurus, after the Nether Army, he is trying to form an army of the Obscure."

Infernal Corps?

Newt frowned.

The ghost corpse, is it the legendary ghoul?

That kind of thing, neither life nor death, has no pain, no senses, if it is really used as an army, wouldn't it be invincible and omnipotent?

Dumbledore continued to explain his motives.

"Newt, since you have been able to introduce the magic power of riots into alchemy products, you must also be able to extract the silence from the body of the obscurity. The essence of the two is the same, both are redundant and manic magic power , once you can channel the magic in yourself, then you can also find a way to channel the magic in others, Newt," Dumbledore sighed, "I'm afraid Grindelwald will make trouble for you."

Newt thanked politely again: "Thank you, Professor."

After thinking about it, Newt decided to talk to Dumbledore about his situation.

So far, this wizard is not that annoying.

In any case, this wizard was also a famous Gryffindor back then.Even if he hangs up his Transfiguration several times, this really makes Newt not like it.But just because of what Dumbledore said today, Newt felt that the wizard's conscience was still intact.

What's more, Dumbledore was also kind. Since Newt brought the Chimaera to Hogwarts, he was naturally prepared for the exposure of the Chimaera, but he didn't expect that a whole school year had passed, and this No one in the magic school actually recognized the Chimera.

They all regarded this black Chimera cub as the latest Motra rat. Newt sighed in his heart, deeply worried about the development of this school.

Although Chimera cubs are uncommon, they are still sold on the black market.

However, what Newt didn't know was that the so-called black market transactions were limited to big nobles or particularly rich dark wizards. In other words, in the entire Hogwarts, except for Black and Leta, Other little wizards are not even eligible to buy.

Of course, except for dark wizards, after all, no dark wizard family is willing to send their children to this school to learn Defense Against the Dark Arts. Most of them go to Durmstrang College of Dark Arts.

Therefore, Newt had to solemnly introduce his pet to Dumbledore.

"However, since you already know that I have entered the Forbidden Forest, you probably have seen my new pet?" Dumbledore smiled, this time very sincerely, with unknown naughtiness.It seemed that the person who took advantage of the loopholes in the school rules and smuggled in dangerous animals was not Newt, but Dumbledore.Dumbledore blinked, and said to Newt with a knowing look: "Oh, I know, the librarian said, the latest Motra rat, it's really cool, isn't it? "

Newt shrugged indifferently, and didn't think it was something worth hiding. He continued: "So, professor, I'm safe. No one can force me to do what I don't want to do if I don't want to do it. things."

"Oh," Dumbledore finally let go of his heart that had been hanging all this time, and he was even in the mood to make a small joke with Newt this time, "Then what I have to worry about is whether you will be self-conscious. to do something dangerous?"

Newt looked at the once dazzling Gryffindor blankly, oh, of course, he is also very dazzling now.

Dumbledore smiled and looked at Newt, the corners of his lips raised slightly, his frowning brows were finally relieved, and at this moment, in addition to the usual worry and inexplicable tension in his blue eyes, there was even A little bit of relaxation and leisure.

"It seems that I will continue to stare at you, in order to prevent you from looking like Grindelwald." Dumbledore laughed.

Newt shrugged indifferently, motioned him to be casual, and replied with a smile: "You are welcome."

"Oh," Dumbledore laughed, "our little friend doesn't seem to like me."

Different from the previous alienation and politeness, this time Newt smiled sincerely. He followed Dumbledore's words and asked: "Of course, if you plan to hang on to my transfiguration for a few more school years, I may spontaneously He's grown up to look like Grindelwald."