Chapter 101: Newt's New 'Guest'

Until the end of the potion experiment, Sean called by Dumbledore was useless. Dumbledore's original purpose was to let Sean communicate with the wild side of Nagini's animal, and then try to suppress it.

But the effect of the potion was not as good as expected, and Sean naturally had no chance to make a move.

After Sean proposed the idea of ​​blood exchange, Dumbledore discussed with Snape for a long time. After all, the blood curse is not a kidney disease, and a blood exchange alone cannot solve it.

After reaching a preliminary conclusion, the two decided to start storing blood first, during which Snape would continue to improve the potion formula, and Dumbledore would also look for more ways.

At the door of the office, Dumbledore paused as he was about to leave. He looked at Sean and said softly: "We also need to consider the age and endurance of the cursed person, plus her own magic strength, and not only It's a blood curse, and there are other things."

Sean immediately understood. He took the topic and pretended to think about it and said, "You are right, professor, if we finally decide to use this method, we still need to consider more details..."

Before he could finish speaking, Snape dropped a sentence and closed the door roughly.

"When I have time, I will study more!"

The old and the young looked at each other and smiled.

"Oh, Sean, your cooperation with me is getting better and better." Dumbledore walked in front, like a child who succeeded in a prank, he said happily.

"Professor, what happened between Professor Snape and the Potter family?" Sean was very curious now. After all, he only knew one result, and he didn't know anything about the specific situation of the era.

"Oh, sorry, this involves their privacy, I think Severus may not want too many people to know his past," Dumbledore tilted his head, "However, I vaguely remember that they At that time, the relationship was pretty good."

Good relationship? ! Snape and James? !

Sean almost couldn't control his expression, he even wondered if his memory was messed up.

"The world of young people is always colorful and full of variables. When they graduate, they don't interact much." Dumbledore spread his hands, looking very regretful.

"Because of Mrs. Potter?" Sean asked curiously.

Dumbledore blinked at him: "Sean, your intuition and curiosity are outstanding, but I suggest that you better restrain yourself when facing Severus. During his years of research, There are quite a few potions that make me cringe at the sight of them."

"Just a little curious..." Sean laughed dryly.

Forget it, he doesn't want to lie in the auditorium one day foaming at the mouth while drinking pumpkin juice.

After saying goodbye to Dumbledore, Sean walked towards Newt's office. He stayed underground for a long time today. He hadn't fed Dave and Nadja yet, so he happened to meet with Professor Scamander.

After arriving at the location, Sean knocked on the door, and after a while, the wooden door was opened a crack.

"Professor Scamander?" Sean pushed the door and went in, but he didn't see the owner of the room.

He felt his trousers being pulled.

"Hey Pickett, good to see you, did you open the door for me?"

Sean smiled and squatted down,

Put your hands on the ground so the Bowtruckle can climb up without much effort.

Pickett stood on the palm of his hand, stretched out the branch and pointed to the suitcase lying in the corner, and began to gesture with his hand again.

It punched itself, then hung its tongue out, and Sean scratched his head: "Fighting? Knocked out?"

Pickett nodded. It pointed to Newt's coat hanging on the hanger, then pointed to the wooden door, and then stretched out its twigs and made a gesture of lying on all fours. Its slender and flexible fingers were even bent. Suddenly, it branched to his waist.

"You mean, Professor Scamander, uh—come back from the outside, and lie on all fours—isn't it? Uh, fighting with a six-legged animal?" It took a lot of effort for Sean to understand Pickett meant.

"!" Pickett danced, then put one hand on his hips and pointed at Sean with the other.

"I'm going to help?"

"Aha!"

Although Pickett didn't make a sound, the expression on his face probably meant that, and then a bud popped out of his twig-like fingers.

This is giving Sean a thumbs up.

"We are getting more and more tacit understanding." Sean smiled and stretched out a finger, and Pickett jumped up and gave him a happy high-five.

It looks like Professor Scamander has a new guest in his little world.

Sean turned back to lock the door and picked up the suitcase.

"Let's see, Professor Scamander told me to press it backwards and then forwards..." Sean recalled the method Newt taught him, while twisting the brass on the suitcase turntable.

The turntable twisted, and a small brass sign popped out above the keyhole, which said 'Muggle Mode'. Twisting it again, a new brass sign popped up, with 'Dumbledore Mode' on it.

After another twist, Sean put the suitcase on the ground, opened the door and got in. After he went down, the suitcase jumped on the spot and closed automatically.

"Merlin's underpants... what happened..." Sean, who came down the ladder, widened his eyes.

It's already a mess below, Newt's hut is full of all kinds of magical animals, all of them huddled together and shivering, and there are bursts of noise and roaring not far away, and from time to time It will shake the whole shed.

"Oh, little guy, leave it to me." Sean reached out and picked up a photo frame that was dangling on the ground. It was a photo of Professor Scamander and his wife Tina.

The photo frame should have been shaken and fell down, and a few ball birds were holding the photo frame with their small heads to prevent it from being broken.

And Sean's voice immediately attracted the attention of all the magical animals in the shed.

"Squeak!"

"Woo~"

"Google! Google!"

"Wow!"

The shivering magical animals rushed over as if seeing their relatives.

"Don't!" Sean's voice was drowned in all kinds of magical animals before it hit the ground.

"Hey, hey, little ones... um!" He was thrown directly to the ground, and all the magical animals scrambled to get into his arms.

"Hey, Nick, your ass is on my face! - Bernard, your tail pin, your tail pin! Whoa! - Charles, don't kiss me! I can't breathe - eh, Abba aba!"

After finally breaking free, Sean breathed in the fresh air, hugged the tree monkey frog on his chest to the ground, and said seriously: "Sandy, don't use your tail to get into my robe next time. "

"Woohoo~" Sandy the tree monkey frog stuck out his long tongue.

"Okay, little guys, you stay here first, I'll go and see the situation."

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