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"Yes, Professor, I'm sure it's this, but it doesn't have those blood lines." Sean said with certainty.

Newt nodded in surprise, looking very interested in the eggs Sean described.

"Mr. Wallop, can you tell me where you saw the egg?"

"Forbidden Forest, I saw a furry thing running past holding the egg." Sean said without changing his expression.

"Forbidden forest... furry things..."

Newt leaned on the desk with his chin in his hand, not even noticing that the Bowtruckle jumped from Sean's body to his cuffs. He thought for a long time, and the moment before the Bowtruckle was about to remove the buttons on his cuffs

, Newt stood up straight.

He showed a smile to Sean: "Wallup... Oh, Mr. Wallop, thank you for telling me the news. I think it may be a mutated curled-winged magic egg. The guy holding it said

Not sure. This makes me a little excited. Maybe the Winged Demon, which has never mutated, has a new individual form. I have to go find it."

Sorry, professor, you may be disappointed... Sean glanced at the Bowtruckle dangling with his buttons, and asked curiously: "Sir, I have only seen very little about curling up in your book."

Description of the Winged Demon, is this magical animal rare?"

"Yes," Newt nodded, and when he talked about magical animals, he started talking endlessly, "Such cute little things are very rare. I have only seen a few in so many years. I can't help it, they are too

You are good at hiding yourself, even if you are lucky enough to find a crouching demon, the ridiculously high magic resistance of this creature will make it difficult for you to capture them."

"So that's it," Sean nodded thoughtfully, and then asked, "What will that furry creature do to the unborn little guy? Well, I mean, it will eat the egg."

Or what will you choose?"

"Good question. If the 'egg thief' is a friendly creature, such as an invisible beast, it will protect the egg and wait until it is safely born. If it is a greedy guy, it may swallow it directly and then have to wait for it to be born safely.

If you don’t spit it out, you might choke to death.”

Newt spread his hands and said, "The eggs of the crocodile are very hard, much harder than dragon eggs anyway."

"Then if there is a Twisted-Winged Demon's egg, how will it hatch? I mean, if the stolen egg has no parents, how will the Twisted-Winged Demon inside come out?"

Newt smiled: "Then you asked the right person."

He took the album and flipped through it quickly, then pointed to a picture to show to Sean.

In the picture, an egg is suspended in mid-air, with a flame burning continuously below.

"The winged devil will grow in the egg for a long time. When it is about to hatch, the egg will shake on its own. And unlike other creatures, the fire is not to heat up, but to peel off the outer shell to reveal the cocoon inside. This time depends on the flame

It depends on the strength of the flame, but it must be a magical flame. I hatched one before, my God, I forgot how many fire spells I recited, anyway, it was roasted for almost three days."

A happy smile appeared on Newt's old face. Obviously, he liked that memory very much.

"Cool..." Sean praised.

Then, he showed a curious expression: "Professor Scamander, I heard that the Winged Demon feeds on human brains. Is this true?"

Newt's expression became more serious: "Yes, yes, to be precise, it likes all brains, but compared to other creatures, human brains are more to its liking, perhaps because the taste of human brains is more complex.

How changeable? I don’t know.”

"What about that curling-winged demon you raised back then?"

Newt smiled slightly: "As long as you establish a friendship with it, you can satisfy it with sheep brains, and it will take a long time for the crouching demon to be hungry after a full meal."

After communicating with Newt for a while, Sean said goodbye with satisfaction.

This expert on magical animals is extremely knowledgeable, and he is also very talkative about magical animals, which allowed Sean to learn a lot.

"Professor, thank you very much. I learned a lot today. My only regret is that I can't take your course yet. That's too uncomfortable." Sean sighed sincerely. He was really very sad.

I want to take Newt's Care of Magical Creatures class.

Newt is not good at interpersonal communication, but he can easily tell that the little wizard opposite has a strong interest in magical animals. The most important thing is that Pickett (the Bowtruckle) told him,

This little wizard made it feel so good that it even wanted to play with him for two days.

Sean looked at Newt and showed a slightly shy smile. The old man seemed to have always maintained his way of life and his attitude towards people and magical animals.

Newt said: "If you are willing, you can come to me on Sunday. Maybe I can show you something interesting."

Sean immediately smiled: "Of course, Professor, I am very willing!"

After agreeing on a time, Sean politely caressed his chest and bid farewell to Newt with satisfaction.

When the office door was closed, Newt held down Pickett, who was still pulling on his cufflinks.

"What an interesting little guy." He said with a smile.

…

When Sean returned to the dormitory, he was a little excited. He finally found a way to hatch the Winged Demon, but he was not in a hurry to run out that night.

According to Professor Scamander, the process of hatching a Winged Demon may take a long time. Sean is quite confident in his magic flame, but it may also take a long time and he has to find a day off.

Finally, a week passed and the students had another weekend break. On Saturday morning, Sean got up early.

He wholeheartedly devoured the grilled sausages he brought back last night for breakfast, bypassed Peeves who was playing a prank on him, and finally reached the eighth floor.

Standing in front of the stone wall again, Sean closed his eyes.

"I need an open and solid place to practice fire spells."

After repeating it three times, the bare wooden door of the Room of Requirement appeared in front of him.

Sean pushed the door open and saw an extremely empty room. There was nothing that could burn in it, except for a few dummies placed on the innermost side.

Sean nodded with satisfaction, and then took out the egg of the Winged Demon.

The egg was still shaking slightly rhythmically. Sean put his hand on it and felt the vague connection.

"It's time to meet, little one."

Sean rubbed his hands and stretched out his wand: "Protego Diabolica"

Blue flames rose up, and Sean carefully brought the egg of the Winged Demon close to it.