Chapter 905 Rolf Scamander

It's a sigh of relief that Ivan is not so free that he tells these Muggles the truth.

Sometimes knowing too much can only increase worries...

After experiencing a commotion, the subsequent meeting went much smoother than Ivan expected. Just after one o'clock, the person he was waiting for appeared at the door of the hotel on time.

Rolf walked in and looked around. After seeing the napkin Ivan placed on the corner of the table, he walked over here.

"Hello, Mr. Scamander...I am Ivan Hals." Ivan stood up and stretched out his right hand, actively greeting him, while looking curiously at the nineteen-year-old wizard. , the other person's appearance and temperament were different from any wizard he had seen before.

Probably because he has been in the mountains and wilderness all year round, Rolf's physique looks very strong. His brown hair is messy due to lack of care, his skin is tanned brown, and there are still stains on his trousers and clothes. It was stained with a little bit of clay, and I didn’t know where the scavengers came from...

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Hals..." Rolf stretched out his hand and shook Ivan's hand, then sat down comfortably on the opposite seat. "I have read about your deeds in the European Times. It said that you are the most talented wizard in England, and you defeated several Aurors during the exam..."

"It's ridiculous. I can't say I'm the most talented. At best, I just spent all the time other students were having fun on studying." Ivan said very low-key.

Rolf had an inexplicable desire to complain, but in the end he held it back, cleared his throat and asked. "Allow me to ask, why do you suddenly think of coming over to be my assistant?"

Rolf was very puzzled by this. A talented wizard like Ivan should apply for the Auror exam or find a clerical job in the Ministry of Magic to seek promotion after graduation. How could he go to France in such a whimsical way? Come be his apprentice.

The most important thing is that he did not apply for support from England or the International Federation of Wizards at all, but Pierce suddenly forced someone to come over, a newly graduated underage wizard, which made Rolf somewhat dissatisfied.

The target thunderbird this time is a particularly keen magical creature. You must be very cautious when tracking and capturing the opponent. Bringing an outsider with you may cause bad things.

Ivan naturally noticed Rolf's concerns and immediately explained. "Mr. Scamander, I have always been interested in various magical creatures and have learned a lot about them. This time I heard that a thunderbird appeared in France and I took the initiative to apply to join the capture operation. No. Please forgive me for asking for your permission in advance..."

As he was speaking, Ivan suddenly paused, his left hand suddenly reached into his right sleeve, and he pulled out something with a duck's beak that looked like a black guinea pig.

After this round and magical creature was caught by Ivan, it was not afraid of strangers at all. Instead, it blinked its big black eyes and looked at him innocently.

"Is this the test you plan to give me? Mr. Scamander?" Ivan asked jokingly, grabbing the "black guinea pig" by its tail.

Rolf looked at the Xiu Xiu in Ivan's hand, and his expression suddenly became very embarrassed. He took the Xiu Xiu in an arrogant voice, and flicked the other person's head with his index finger in annoyance, and then looked at Ivan quite puzzled. He said guiltily.

"Ah... yes, I want to test your vigilance and see if you are suitable for this industry, Hals..."

"It seems that I should have passed." Ivan did not expose Rolf's intention, but pointed to the "large black guinea pig with a duck's bill" and said.

"Niffler, whose scientific name is Nifu Lei, is a magical creature that can dig in the ground and likes to collect treasures. It is classified as Level 3X by the Ministry of Magic. It usually lives in Great Britain. It has a gentle personality and can detect gold coins or treasures from a long distance. There is a space bag on the chest, and the black fur is an excellent material for making an extended backpack..."

Ivan talked endlessly about the habits, habitat, and abilities of the Sniff, including the value of fur and blood. When talking about these magic materials, Ivan even looked at the Sniff. .

Under Ivan's "kind" gaze, Xiu Xiu, who was trying to get away with being cute, suddenly shuddered and pulled at Rolf's thumb with his four paws.

Rolf was very speechless and stuffed Xiuxiu into his breast pocket. Now that he was afraid, why did he go there early...

However, Ivan's ability to describe the various characteristics of Niffler in such detail made Rolf slightly change his opinion of him. This at least proved that the other party was not a simple layman, but at least an amateur who had done relevant homework... If you can follow instructions, multiple assistants are not impossible...

There was just one thing that Rolf didn't understand, and that was why his pet suddenly ran to Ivan. Although Xiu Xiu had the habit of collecting treasures, after years of training, he had been able to suppress his Naturally, nothing like this has happened in the past two years.

Or does it mean that the other party has an unimaginable treasure on his body? Why would Xiu Xiu ignore his orders?

Some thoughts flashed through Rolf's mind. Although he was very curious, he had no intention of asking more questions. Instead, he seriously told Ivan the details of the mission.

He arrived in this town three days ago. After several days of exploration, he had initially grasped the general scope of the Thunderbird's activities, and based this on him, he formulated a decoy plan.

"I bought a live lamb in a nearby village. Tomorrow morning I will smear a special spice on its fur and put it on a nearby mountain. This spice can attract the attention of thunderbirds. , all we have to do is wait for the thunderbird to finish hunting, and follow it to find the location of the nest..." Rolf said concisely and clearly.

"Then why don't you just use some powerful anesthetic potion and pour it down directly? Shouldn't this save a lot of trouble?" Ivan asked puzzledly.

"It can't be that easy. It must be a lively prey Thunderbird to be fooled..." Rolf shook his head, then turned to look at the dark clouds outside the window, and said solemnly.

"Also, I suspect that this ptarmigan is likely to be injured and experiencing severe mood swings, which is the only way to explain the weird weather this week...but it also means that it will be more cautious than any of its peers."

Ivan nodded. He had this doubt before he came. Normally, thunderbirds would not be so violent. The bad weather in the haunted area usually disappears after a day or two. This time it did not stop for a whole week. It was indeed very unusual. Strange...