Fantastic Creatures Trainer at Hogwarts

Germany.

A wizarding town bordering France.

In the morning mist.

A man wandered to the newspaper office: "Bring me a copy of "Howl of the Gargoyles". Does it still have the same nonsense?"

"Isn't that very interesting?" The boss handed it to him, "If it wasn't too far away, I would have sent some letters there. Hmm, the British are really good at talking!"

His German accent is rather strange, and he is obviously French.

"Ha, as expected, it's endless. I didn't even see the details of the British pure-blood family's annihilation last time, so it just disappeared. Now it's just this group of writers who are quarreling all day long. This group of readers are also fools. They are quarreling.

Hype, you can yell whatever you want, and I won’t give you a galleon!” The man also complained, “It’s boring, I won’t read the newspaper anymore.”

"Uh..." The boss was a little silent.

He didn't expect it to end like this.

Just when I was thinking about opening my mouth to save myself.

Not far away, another man in black robe came over: "Buy a newspaper. Get a copy of all recent newspapers, preferably newspapers from the UK. Well, there is also the book "Dumbledore Falls in Love with Me", which you have here.

Have it?"

"Yes." The boss was overjoyed, "The customer has really good taste. This book is very popular recently..."

He didn't finish his sentence.

Because he saw the Deathly Hallows symbol exposed on the wrist of the man in black robe when he took out money.

"Start with the January 4th newspaper. The records are more detailed and will allow you to fully read all recent events." He added.

"Yeah." The man in black robe nodded, "How much is it?"

"No money." The boss whispered, "For the greater good."

The man in black robe raised his head and looked at the boss with a slightly weathered face.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" He snorted after a moment, put down the 6 Galleons, picked up the bulging package and left.

The man next to him looked at the man in black robe leaving, then looked at the boss: "Do you know each other?"

"do not know."

"I don't know what you mean by not asking for his money and for the greater good?"

"It's not interesting, young man, do you still buy the newspaper? If you don't, I will close the shop first. Alas, it's so cold that the old guys can't stand it anymore."

"You are old and you can't bear the cold..."

The men muttered, threw the newspaper they just bought to the boss, then put their hands in their pockets and stepped into the snow, completely unaware of an owl passing overhead.

The owl crossed the plains, climbed to the Ardennes, crossed the Black Forest Mountains, and flew to a high tower until it reached the Austrian section of the Alps.

Then.

Suddenly it seemed as if someone had taken a photo.

Suddenly fell from the sky.

Fortunately, someone below caught it and prevented the fat chicken from falling to death.

"Good guy, why are there so many this time?" The man was also wearing a shabby gray robe. After muttering a few words, he walked into the tower carrying the package.

After a while.

He sat down in front of a wall with tables and chairs, tore open the package, and after taking a brief look, began to read the newspaper in order:

"Hogwarts Genius: The Disappearance and Fall of Ringo Shelby..."

"The Bol family was wiped out..."

"The Ministry of Magic declares: The case has been closed. The murderer is Lemo, the escaped werewolf, and has nothing to do with Ringo Shelby..."

"Gilderoy Lockhart's new book "Dumbledore Falls in Love with Me"..."

"It also comes with this book. It's a bit long... I'll read it at the end. Well, please allow me to take a sip of water..."

"...That year, Grindlewald, who was looking for the Deathly Hallows...Mr. Grindelwald also appeared in Godric's Hollow and became Dumbledore's neighbor...Mr. Grindelwald gave poor Mary a love potion...

...Nonsense! This is simply nonsense, I want to kill this ignorant person...Yes, yes, I will continue to read..."

Time slowly passed into the evening.

"Owner?"

"Are you asleep?"

"Owner?"

Seeing no response, the man in gray robe slowly put away the newspapers and books and prepared to leave, but as soon as he packed everything, there was a noise from inside.

A hoarse, old but magnetic voice sounded: "I want that boy's information."

The man in gray robe stiffened.

He looked at the wall.

His turbid and old eyes were filled with tears.

He couldn't help but want to cry. After so many years, he finally heard this adult's voice again, but he still held it back.

Tried to hold back the tears.

Then he bowed slightly and said in a high-spirited tone: "As you wish, Master."

…

Hogwarts.

Without the eye rolls and questions, Ringo looked relaxed.

Under the moonlight.

After walking around the Quidditch pitch with Penello, the tall witch looked at him expectantly: "Are you really not going to the Room of Requirement to rest for a while?"

"Not recently." Lin Ge pointed to the Forbidden Forest in the distance, "You know."

Penello suddenly nodded: "The punishment is over? Going to the Forbidden Forest for confinement again? It's okay to go and wash the medals..."

"Who knows, maybe there are more things going on in the Forbidden Forest. I showed you the injured unicorn before, which shows that there are hunting unicorns in the forest recently. I don't know if it is a dark wizard or a werewolf, so

Hagrid needs manpower to help guard him." Ringo explained to the witch, then stretched out his hand to squeeze her cold hand, "Don't worry, nothing will happen to you if you follow Hagrid."

"Who...who is worried about you!"

The witch snorted coldly, left the boy and walked in the direction of the contractor, but as she walked, she turned around again and said, "It's too cold at night, put on your scarf."

"Don't worry, I'll always wear it."

Ringo shook the scarf around his neck and circled it in front of the witch before sending him away.

Then he turned through the snow and headed towards Hagrid's hut.

"Ringo." Hagrid had been notified a long time ago and had already packed up. His attitude towards Ringo was as always. After Ringo came over, he patted his shoulder and said, "Little guy, I haven't seen you in the past few days.

, I keep telling you that I like your Christmas gift very much!"

"I like your gift too."

Ringo shook the gloves on his hands - they were gloves made of unicorn hair.

Follow the trend.

He looked towards Hagrid's hut, but unfortunately he didn't see the red-hot stove and the iron bucket on the stove - the dragon egg hadn't arrived yet?

Ringo felt a little regretful.

Because the time description in the book and the original work is not detailed, he does not know the specific time when Hagrid obtained the dragon egg.

It seems like now...it probably hasn't happened yet.

"What are you looking at?" Hagrid looked at him doubtfully.

"Where's Yaya?" Ringo responded smoothly, "I prepared a gift for Yaya, why didn't I see it?"

"Ya Ya is at the shack, and I sent him to call Larry."

"Larry?"

"The injured unicorn is a female. I named it Lari." Hagrid put the giant crossbow on his back. "This time it will follow us. With it leading the way, it should be easier to find the unicorn."

Go smoother."