From Kamal Taj to Hogwarts

The dazzling green firelight illuminated the entire carriage.

At the same time as the fire, there was a funny scream——

"Ah ah ah ah, it's like this every time! Keep spinning, spinning, spinning..."

A fat man with a cheerful moustache rushed out from the fireplace and suddenly bumped into the arms of Newt, who was standing in the middle of the carriage.

The fat man opened his eyes fearfully and glanced at Newt. Then he patted Newt on the back happily and showed a happy smile.

"Oh, Newt, my good brother!" the fat man said excitedly. "I'm so happy to see you!"

"Nice to meet you too, Jacob." Newt happily hugged the fat man and said with a smile.

After Jacob emerged from the fireplace in a strange way, a delicate black witch walked out of the fireplace gracefully.

Sivan had met this witch in Flamel's Phoenix Book. Her name was Eulalie Hicks, and she was a genius charms professor and key keeper at Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry for ten years.

Before that, it was Professor Hicks who had a conversation with Flamel through the Phoenix Relief Book.

She urged Flamel to help Newt save Paris. It was precisely because of her persuasion that Flamel, who had not personally taken action in two hundred years, made up his mind to go to Père Lachaise Cemetery and lead a group of wizards to annihilate Grindelwald.

The monstrous flames cast.

After silently recalling Professor Hicks' information, Xiven once again turned his attention to the interesting slightly fat man Jacob.

Xiwen looked at Jacob casually, and then opened his glasses wide. He did not feel any magic in Jacob!

"Wait a minute, I think I need to ask. Does this gentleman named Jacob have a unique way of hiding magic power?" Xiwen interrupted everyone who was talking politely to each other and asked doubtfully.

After hearing Xiwen's question, everyone looked at each other.

Finally, Newt stood up and said softly: "In fact, Jacob is a Muggle, Mr. Strange."

"Muggles?! Join our team to fight against Grindelwald?" Sivan exclaimed.

He did not think that the addition of Muggles would have any positive effect on the fight against Grindelwald. On the contrary, the addition of Jacob might cause wizards like them to be distracted from taking care of the safety of this Muggle, thus reducing their combat effectiveness for no reason; more

It is possible that this Muggle was unable to protect himself in the melee between wizards and died needlessly.

So Xiwen said with some fierce emotion: "It is impossible for us to protect his safety! This is irresponsible to our team, and also irresponsible to the life of this Muggle!"

"Mr. Strange, Mr. Kowalski's joining was arranged by Dumbledore." Professor Hicks came over and said to Sivan.

"Why did Dumbledore make such an unreasonable decision?" Hearing that it was Dumbledore's arrangement, Sivan calmed down a little, but still frowned and questioned.

"Um, Mr. Ghost, your name is Mr. Strange, right?" Jacob cleared his throat and said to Sivan with a reluctant smile. "First of all, I want to thank you for your concern. But you have to do

This matter is actually closely related to me. My lover, Queenie, was bewitched by Grindelwald, and I must persuade her to come back!"

"So, I am willing to join your team, even if I die in a battle between wizards!" Jacob said seriously. "Of course, if it can be of some slight help to your plan, then

It couldn’t be better.”

"You actually don't have to be like this..." Xiwen stared blankly at such a Muggle without any magic power, not knowing what to say.

"Mr. Strange, you may have forgotten what Dumbledore said to each of us." Newt also looked at Sivan and said seriously. "No matter what tasks Dumbledore arranges, we need them all."

Trust him unconditionally, even if the decisions he makes go against our intuition or our ideals!”

Hearing Newt's words, Sivan was stunned.

He looked around and saw the extremely determined eyes of everyone around him, and then realized that they trusted Dumbledore far more than he thought.

Xiwen took a deep breath and nodded slowly.

"In this case, it does look like a team!" A smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

…

After each self-introduction, everyone in the team became acquainted with each other, and the atmosphere in the carriage slowly became lively.

During this period, Newt took out some items from his suitcase that Dumbledore asked him to deliver, and gave them to the members of each team designated by Dumbledore.

Theseus and Professor Hicks each received a door key, and they both showed understanding expressions; Newt's assistant Bunty Brodak nervously received a note, which she automatically burned after reading it.

; Yosef Khama did not take anything, but he solemnly stated that he knew what to do.

Just as Xiven was admiring everyone's performance with great interest, Newt walked up to him and handed him a note.

"Mr. Strange, this is what Dumbledore left for you." Newt said to Sivan. Then he unfolded the note, lifted it up, and placed it horizontally in front of Sivan's face.

"Um, thank you. But there's no need for this." Sivan's mouth twitched as he looked at the note held up by Newt.

He waved, and the note in Newt's hand flew over automatically and floated in front of Xiven's eyes.

However, after seeing the content on the note, Xiwen was completely confused...

"Do what you think needs to be done!" the note read in a bold and handsome handwriting.

Xiwen felt that he did not say everything, and wanted to turn the note over to see if he had missed anything, but the note had been swallowed up in the flames...

Looking at the expressions of others who were either full of confidence, calm or anxious, it was obvious that they all at least understood their mission. Xiwen thought about his mission and felt a little doubtful about life...

"Oh, right." After handing the note to Sivan, Newt took out a curved, exquisite wand from his pocket and handed it to Jacob.

"Dumbledore wants me to give you something, Jacob." Newt said with a smile. "It's made of snakewood. Of course, it doesn't have a wand core."

Jacob seemed a little in disbelief, pointed at himself with his index finger, and asked doubtfully: "Are you kidding me?"

Newt didn't say anything, he just insisted and handed the wand to him.

Jacob carefully held the wand and looked at it repeatedly.

"Wow! It's incredible!" he kept sighing.

…

Unknowingly, the train entered the city from the suburbs, and its speed gradually slowed down.

"It seems that everyone knows their mission, right?" Theseus clapped his hands and asked.

Everyone else nodded, but Xiwen was still at a loss.

Xiven was about to ask what he needed to do, but was stopped by Newt's look before he could speak.

"Just follow Dumbledore's instructions, Mr. Strange," Newt said.

"But..." Xiwen opened his mouth, and then thought of Dumbledore's "unplanned plan." In the end, he calmed down and decided to wait and see what would happen.

Theseus glanced at the people with different expressions, chuckled and said: "Then, we are the team entrusted to defeat the number one dark wizard in modern history."

"A magizoologist, his assistant, a wizard with an ancient family heritage, a school teacher..."

"There is also...a ghost, and a Muggle!" Theseus looked at Sivan and Jacob and said with a smile.

“We are really as expected!”

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