Archaeologists at Hogwarts

Chapter 295 Flame Bat

294 Flame Bat

Passing through the thick curtains, the circus owner led Newt, Harry and the others from the big tent into the small tent.

Yes, Harry and the three of them were also there. Thanks to the recommendation Harry had promised before, Ron and Hermione had the opportunity to see the Flame Bat.

Under Mr. Newt's constant urging, the fat circus owner opened a bag on the shelf, and a small thing as big as a palm flew out immediately.

It has two very sharp teeth exposed, and its body is covered with fine scales. Every time it flaps its wings, it makes a creaking sound, and two streaks of gray smoke come out of its nose, exuding sparks.

"It looks so much like a fire dragon." Ron exclaimed: "You must not let Hagrid see it, otherwise Hagrid will definitely use an expansion spell on it."

Harry agreed with Ron's idea in his heart, and Hermione was also staring at the flame bat in wonder.

"Does it have fire dragon blood?" Hermione asked.

"Yes." Mr. Newt looked at the little guy with interest and said, "But it is definitely not as angry as the fire dragon. You can touch it and try it."

At this moment, it looked like Newt was habitually teaching the three of them, and Hermione and Ron immediately turned to look at Harry - he took the initiative to stand in Hagrid's first Care of Magical Creatures class.

come out.

It seems there is no exception this time.

Harry carefully stretched out his palm and touched the flame bat's head gently. The bat that looked like a fire dragon immediately tilted its head upwards, looking like it was enjoying itself.

"It likes you, Harry." Newt said happily, then turned around and asked impatiently: "How much will it cost if I want to buy it?"

"It's impossible to tell." The fat boss curled up his beard shrewdly: "It took me a lot of effort to find these little guys, and the price can't be cheap."

"But -" Just when Newt was worried that the rocket crossbow's excuse would not work, the fat boss suddenly changed his tone and said: "If Harry Potter wants it, I can give it to you for free, just treat it as mine.

Thank you in advance for the recommendation.”

When Harry walked out of the circus tent with the flame bat in his pocket, his head was still in a daze.

"Is this really okay?" he asked a little embarrassed.

"No problem." Mr. Newt, who followed him out, reassured him: "It's a thank you gift. But I remember that Hogwarts doesn't seem to allow such pets? Do you need me to introduce it to you?

A few secret locations to avoid being confiscated by the professors?"

Hermione looked at Mr. Newt in shock, and he said awkwardly: "Magizoologists are not so easy to train. Sometimes, you have to do some more radical things. Fortunately, Dumbledore is still very open-minded.

of."

Harry was a little undecided. Just a moment ago, he was thinking of giving this flaming bat to Mr. Newt, but he said that he would buy all the circus owner's seized stock soon, including this one.

"Why don't you try giving it to Hagrid?" Ron suggested: "It's not a real fire dragon anyway, it's quite cute."

Harry thought this was a good idea, and he didn't need to worry about Hedwig anymore - who knew if Hedwig would be jealous of the extra rivals. It had just ended the drama, and it was when encouragement was needed

.

Thinking of Hedwig, Hedwig is really here.

And not only itself, but also other pets, including Mr. Al.

"ah!"

It greeted the trio from a distance. It seemed that because there were too many foreign guests present, it did not take out the flying carpet and sat on Hedwig. Crookshanks and Crookshanks on the ground were

The mice also ran over with them.

Harry happily caught Hedwig and said, "You're doing really well."

Mr. Newt looked at Al with curiosity as he sent the pet back. He knew that this was Toby's magical assistant who could do things that no amount of sniffers could do.

With a "ding" sound, Newt conjured up a gold coin and a chain wrapped around his finger, and tentatively shook it towards Al.

This is how he usually deals with those naughty Nifflers, and he can always successfully coax them into a cage full of shiny things.

Al stared at Newt and the gold coins in his hand strangely.

"Ding".

It imitated Mr. Newt's actions and took something out of his pocket.

"Is this Fox's feather?" Newt immediately rushed forward, but Al quickly dodged it and led him in a circle among the crowd.

"How did you get it?" He ran panting and kept asking: "Is there any more? My biggest regret is that I can't have a phoenix of my own, but Dumbledore always

With Fox spinning around in front of my eyes, I suspected that he had deliberately teased me."

"Is it like what Mr. Al is doing now?" Ron asked coldly, feeling in his heart that this old man was getting weirder and weirder.

When Newt turned his head, the first thing he saw was Hermione's eyes that had lost their light.

What had Dumbledore ordered him to do before?

Oh, by the way, just behave normally. Miss Granger can't bear any more disappointment.

"Uh, this, me." He stopped and hesitated to explain.

"Huh?" At this moment, Al turned his head in confusion. He put away his phoenix feathers and jumped onto Harry's shoulders almost instantly, twitching his nose and sniffing around him.

"Any questions?" Harry asked nervously.

What he was most worried about happened. Before poor Hagrid could see this magical animal, Mr. Al discovered the bag used to hold the flame bat first.

"Yeah." Al also seemed to know that this thing couldn't be taken out in public. He very experienced commanded Harry to follow it to a corner where no one was around. Ron and Hermione also followed closely, and of course Newt didn't.

Exception, he continued to say along the way: "Don't blame him for this, just think of it as a temporary safekeeping for me. No, why do I think of it as a professor?"

While no one was looking, Al motioned to Harry to open the bag, revealing the little flame bat's head. As expected from Harry, Hedwig, who was standing on his other shoulder, immediately jumped after seeing the flame bat.

He became wary and looked at Harry with a "how could you do this" look.

The strangest thing is the reaction of the flame bat.

It blinked and stared straight at Al, who was standing in front of him and looking at him. Then he held his breath. Even the sparks in his nose disappeared. His expression seemed to be that he had seen something extremely terrifying.

s things.

"Yeah!" Al grabbed the flame bat that was trying to escape, threw it back into the bag, and tied it in a tight knot.

"They seem to know each other," Hermione whispered in surprise.

Al nodded, and then asked in a cautious tone that they had never seen before: "Yeah?"

"I guess-" Ron tried to figure out Al's thoughts: "It should be asking us where we found this flame bat."

Ron's guess was absolutely correct.

But the problem was that when they returned to the circus tent, they were told that the boss was not here at all.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" said an employee who was busy blowing bubbles: "He drank too much at Three Broomsticks last night. We rushed here in advance in order not to waste time. I guess he hasn't been here yet.

Wake up."

Harry felt a chill rising from the soles of his feet.

Mr. Newt stammered and asked: "The flame bat?"

"What?" the employee asked in confusion, "What is a flame bat?"

Gone.

All the fire bats Newt was looking forward to were gone. This was a lie.

When Dumbledore escaped from all kinds of turbulent interactions, he saw Newt with a dull look in his eyes, the three people with frightened faces, and Al with a pocket in his hand.

"Let's talk about it, gentlemen, and ladies." He asked calmly: "It seems that there was still a lot of trouble in this celebration, right?"

Al told Dumbledore exactly what happened. Apart from someone pretending to be the owner of the circus, the most suspicious thing was the origin of the flame bat.

As it happens, Al happens to know where it once lived.

"Yeah (temple)." It said cautiously: "Yeah (there are a large number of flaming bats living in the temple that Toby and I explored, and that's where we got the scepter and the humanoid devil from)."

"But who could it be?" Dumbledore said with uncertain eyes. Al immediately understood what he meant and glanced at Harry inadvertently.

There is no doubt that only the mysterious "James" is the most likely.

Before truly figuring out the identity of "James", Dumbledore told Al that it was best to keep it a secret from Harry, lest he be traumatized a second time after getting hope.

But now it seems that Sirius' suspicion has become unreasonable. "James" has indeed met Harry and personally gave him a gift.

"Yeah." Al felt that he couldn't stay here any longer. Anything related to the temple might become extremely important. Moreover, the drama program was over, and he had to tell Toby about this as soon as possible.

.

"Take this too."

Before it left, Dumbledore placed a silver ball engraved with golden patterns in front of Al.

Then Dumbledore personally sent the surprised Al outside the tent, and said gently to him: "Since Toby doesn't want to see me, it's up to you to hand it over to him for me. There is also a third skeleton.

, it will be delivered to him at any time."

"In addition, I also need you to help me convey something to him."

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In Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets.

"Slytherins are never afraid of Slytherins."

Toby whispered what Al had just conveyed, and he explained to the confused Al: "The principal was almost assigned to Slytherin, and judging from some of his early experiences, he was not at all

No worse than an ordinary Slytherin."

"He wanted to say that since I am so stubborn in my pursuit of ancient magic, he will also get involved and see who can be the first to study the secrets of ancient magic. But he had no choice but to do so. Another humanoid devil

, Ariana, even I can't explain the reason why she appears. I think the principal also needs to solve this problem urgently."

Al looked at Toby with some worry.

At this time, Grindelwald, who was trapped in the armor, asked breathlessly: "He hasn't driven you away yet, and hasn't he investigated your mistake of deliberately framing him?"

"I never wanted to frame the principal." Toby stood up and said, "It was because he couldn't resist the desire in his heart. I have already said that ancient magic is very fascinating."

"Let's go, it's time to deal with our guests from afar."

He turned around and left the secret room hall. After he was far away, Al couldn't wait to ask what he should do.

"Are you talking about James?" Toby narrowed his eyes and said, "I have long guessed that he is still alive, but I never knew how. After all, more than one person has seen his body with his own eyes, and there is no way to explain why.

The reason why he has been refusing to show up. As for whether it is related to Grindelwald, no matter whether it is true or not, as long as he makes up his mind to hide it, no one can get the real answer from him. Want to deal with a superb master of Occlumency?

It's so easy, both Veritaserum and Legilimency are ineffective, so there's no need to waste time on him."

"Instead of worrying about these problems, it is better to solve the next difficult problem first - did you just say that Ajinbad also came with you?"

The principal of Wagadu also attended the celebration as scheduled, but his purpose was somewhat different from others.

He had made an agreement with Toby to take away the devil after committing perjury for them. Later, Toby went back on his word and planned to extend the time, in exchange for allowing Akinbad to enter the Mason Gate once.

Now, Ajinbad is waiting for him in the Ancient Magic Office.

When Toby pushed the door open and walked in, he saw Akinbad carefully looking at the Mason door that was gradually returning to its original appearance.

"What a miraculous creation." He turned around and sighed.

"Creation?" Toby said warily: "Isn't that a plant? Could it be that someone deliberately made the Mason door?"

"You are so wary of me, child." Akinbad smiled kindly: "If that's the case, then why did you entrust Angela to me to take care of her?"

"Because I know there are no good people who like to study ancient magic." Toby asked casually: "How is Angela doing now?"

"Everything is fine." Akinbad replied: "She should have arrived at Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I hope she can shoulder the responsibility this time."

"I hope so." Toby sighed, obviously not very optimistic about Angela's future. If it weren't for Akinbad to take care of her, he probably wouldn't even be able to find a job.

"I can't wait." Ajinbad urged: "Every adventure gives me the opportunity to get closer to the mystery of magic. Unfortunately, I am too old and cannot be as energetic as you, that is.

I can only listen to the story you tell me. So, before entering this magical wooden door, do you have anything else to tell me?"

"No more." Toby motioned to Al to guard the door with his eyes, and then he said: "Because I will participate in this adventure with you, Principal Akinbad."