Chapter 143 Newt Scamander and Rolf Scamander

The sky is overcast and the sea breeze is howling.

Rows of dark green giant waves rise and fall one after another, like countless sea beasts breaking free from their cages, and the rough backs covered with seaweed almost touch the dark sky.

The southernmost country in the Balkans is surrounded by sea on three sides, and this area has been very unstable recently.

This is a country that once had one of the most brilliant civilizations in the world, Greece. However, I don’t know why, but today’s Greek magic world seems lackluster.

The magic world in Greece had a prosperous development more than a thousand years ago, and countless outstanding wizards were born in this area, leaving a great reputation.

However, in today's Greek magic world, talents are withering and all industries are in ruins.

Almost all wizards understand one thing - magic is a science that places great emphasis on talent!

In the history of the wizarding world, there are few examples of wizards who were born dull and became outstanding talents in the wizarding world.

Even Newt Scamander, the admittedly taciturn magizoologist in his youth, demonstrated the rare ability to gain the trust of magical creatures at an extremely young age.

However, according to expert statistics, there are very few wizards born in Greece in the past few hundred years who are talented and intelligent, and most of them are ordinary people who have spent their lives doing nothing.

This once brilliant place has not produced a genius who leads the times for a long time.

Over time, wizards left Greece, a place of evil, and went to other countries to develop in the magical world.

Under a vicious cycle, the Greek magic world has experienced this kind of talent decline.

Now, this country with withered talents welcomes two uninvited guests——

There were two wizards, one old and one young. The old man had messy gray curly hair and some freckles on his face. He was carrying an old-fashioned brown leather suitcase in his hand.

The young man is a boy with blond hair, dark blue eyes, and soft facial features. He is probably only eleven or twelve years old and looks like he is still in school.

"You must be the famous magical zoologist, Mr. Newt Scamander!" A bald, middle-aged wizard came up with two followers, shook hands with the old man enthusiastically, and said: In fluent English, "Let me introduce myself. I am the Minister of Magic in Greece, Abotel. I was the one who corresponded with you three days ago."

It can be seen that the Greek Ministry of Magic does not have many manpower.

As the Minister of Magic, Albertle personally wrote a letter to the magizoologist and came to greet him in person, even with only two small followers behind him...

"Hello, Mr. Abbott." The old man looked a little shy and smiled slightly at the Greek Minister of Magic.

It seemed that it was the aftereffects of coming into contact with these people from the Ministry of Magic when he was young. He grabbed his suitcase tightly and subconsciously checked every button on the outside of the suitcase.

Minister Abotel obviously didn't notice the old man's little moves and got close to him very enthusiastically.

"Ah, is this your grandson? He is indeed a talented person!" He turned his attention to the blond boy next to the old man and praised with a smile, "I heard that your grandson is only twelve years old and has already become your assistant. Now. He has just reached the age of second grade, right?"

The blond-haired boy imitated the old man's behavior, showed a shy smile, and stepped forward.

"Hello, Mr. Abbott. My name is Rolf...Rolf Scamander." The boy introduced himself, "I just entered the second grade this year."

"It's really amazing that I can be your grandfather's assistant when I'm only in second grade." Abotel touched his bald forehead and sighed.

How he wished there could be a few such smart young wizards in Greece!

But it's really strange. The qualifications of the little wizards born in Greece are worse than the last. Generally, it takes them six or seven years to barely complete the third and fourth grade courses of magic schools in other regions.

And this gap is widening from generation to generation!

"I guess Rolf is also studying at Hogwarts, right?" Alberto continued to flirt with him with a smile, trying to build friendship in order to reduce the cost of hiring this elderly magizoologist, "Which college is he in now? Going to school? A Hufflepuff like your grandpa?"

"No, Mr. Abbott, I didn't go to school at Hogwarts." Rolf raised his head and said to the Minister of Magic, "My mother said that Hogwarts has to replace a Defense Against the Dark Arts every year. Professor, the teaching quality was worrying, so he asked me to study at Yinfamouni Magic Academy."

"I was assigned to the Thunderbird Academy in Yinfamouni, which is the same academy as my grandma."

After hearing Rove's words, Newt, who had been standing nearby without speaking for a long time, had a trace of regret in his eyes.

Newt was expelled from Hogwarts halfway through school for raising illegal magical animals, so he still wanted his grandson to fulfill his wish to graduate from Hogwarts...

"Is it because of the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor? That's really a pity." Abbott said, "I heard that a new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor has come to Hogwarts in the past two years and has been re-elected. It’s the second year and it seems to be pretty good.”

"You know Bulgaria and Romania, right? Those two countries to the north of Greece, their wizards seem to admire that professor very much. Especially those wizards in Romania, who are usually very arrogant, but as long as they mention that professor His name will immediately turn into a secretive one..."

"I don't quite understand why the people in Romania admire a guy who is a professor in the UK so much. We are two countries that are more than 2,000 kilometers apart."

Albertel spread his hands, looking puzzled.

"You're talking about Professor Dracula, right?" Newt finally spoke for the first time after saying hello to Minister Albert. "Albus told me that Professor Dracula is a very good person." There must be something special about it that we don’t know yet.”

"That's right." Albertel spread his hands, "Whatever, those Romanian arrogant wizards never take our Greek Ministry of Magic seriously, and they can't possibly tell me about Professor Dracula. Things..."

As he said that, he became a little angry, "How disgusting! Our Greek magic world was once the world leader more than a thousand years ago, but because of the poor development now, we have to suffer from these guys. gas……"

"Ahem, Mr. Abottel!" Luof found that his grandfather's eyes had become a little wandering, seeming to drift to other places who didn't know how far away, so he quickly interrupted Minister Abottel's complaint, "You Didn't you write a letter to ask my grandpa to come over because you suspected that there were magical animals causing trouble here?"

"Oh, by the way, look at me, I almost forgot about business!" Alberto slapped his forehead hard and laughed twice, "Rolf is still smart, otherwise we wouldn't have known we would be delayed here. How much time!"

As he spoke, he glanced at a younger brother next to him.

The younger brother expressed his understanding, took out a map from a big box behind him, and handed it to Albert's hand.

Albertel took the topographic map of Greece with satisfaction and used his wand to draw a red circle on a mountainous area.

"Mr. Scamander, look here -" He held up the map with his left hand and pointed at the circled place with the wand in his right hand, "In this mountain range, a wide range of strange phenomena have occurred during this period. "

"Although I don't want to admit it, our Greek wizards will never be able to cast such a wide range of magic, so don't blame me for immediately suspecting magical animals."

Luo Fei looked at Minister Albert with pity, looked like a little adult, sighed and said:

"Your words are too heart-wrenching, Minister Abotel..."

Albertel choked on his words.

‘It’s clearly my heart that has been stabbed. Why are you sighing like a little kid? ! ’ He was complaining crazily in his heart.

However, in order to maintain the demeanor of being the Minister of Magic of a country, Abotel could only smile stiffly and look as if nothing had happened.

Newt didn't care about the expression of the miserable Greek Minister of Magic. He just waved his wand, brought the topographic map closer to him, and then carefully looked at the area circled by the red circle.

It is densely covered with arcs representing mountains.

"Is this... Olympus?" Newt asked.

"Yes, yes, yes, Mr. Scamander is indeed a professional!" Abotel gave a thumbs up, "The entire area of ​​Mount Olympus has been surrounded by fog recently, and it has been for more than ten years. They haven’t dispersed even till the sky.”

"If it's just fog, it should be normal." Newt asked softly, "It's winter now. The Olympus Mountains block the water vapor from the southwesterly wind on the ocean. It doesn't matter if it rains or snows for a longer time. What a strange phenomenon.”

Newt analyzed it from a very professional perspective, with an obvious expression of disappointment on his face.

He originally thought that some new and magical animal had appeared in a place as rich in mythology as Mount Olympus.

So, on the day he received the letter, Newt secretly took his grandson and assistant Rolf to Greece without telling his wife Tina, hoping to see the magical animals.

After arriving here, Albert told him that it was just a common mist in winter.

Newt suddenly felt like he had been cheated.

"No, of course I won't trick you here just because of the fog, Mr. Scamander!" Seemingly seeing Newt's unhappy expression, Albert hurriedly explained, "If it's just the fog, Forget it, but there are still large swaths of black gas and white light emerging from the fog from time to time, which is very weird!"

After hearing Albert's explanation later, Newt became somewhat interested again.

"Can you confirm the specific day when the fog appeared? Please tell me the image of the white light appearing in the black air in as much detail as possible." He said, "I need to use this to determine what magical animal caused the impact."

"Well... I remember that the time when the fog appeared was after Halloween." Abotel scratched his bald forehead and said thoughtfully, "I have discussed with the Muggle government and asked their experts to Using the weather conditions as an excuse to explain the strange situation on Mount Olympus..."

"After all, the symbolic meaning of Mount Olympus is too important to the people here, and we really dare not let public opinion ferment. I watched Muggle news yesterday... on something called TV, it seems. The program - the Muggle observatory said that the fog appeared after Halloween, and it has been nineteen days since today!"

"Nineteen days?" Newt frowned, "There are not many magical animals that can continuously cause such large-scale weather changes, and even fewer can last for nineteen days..."

Newt stretched out his hand to Rolf, and Rolf took out a very old cowhide notebook and handed it to Newt's hand.

"Thunderbirds can do it. The white light you describe may also be the thunder and lightning caused by thunderbirds...but the black gas cannot be caused by thunderbirds." Newt said while writing and drawing on the leather notebook stand up.

"So what you mean is..."

"There are three possibilities -" Newt filled several pages in the cowhide notebook and handed it to Albert.

"The first possibility is that what caused this large-scale fog is the clouds brought by the thunderbirds, and the white light is the electric light caused by the thunderbirds. As for the black air that does not match the characteristics of the thunderbirds, it may be like dementors. , dark creatures such as the Voldemort Bat are fighting with the Thunderbird."

"But there is a big problem with this possibility, that is, Thunderbirds are not within the diet range of Dementors; and the number of Voldemort bats is pitiful and can only be seen in tropical areas. Even if there are a few individual Voldemort bats Appearing in Greece, it is difficult to cause black air that can be observed by wizards with the naked eye."

"What about the second possibility?" Abotel asked eagerly.

"The second possibility is that there are some magical animals that I haven't discovered yet!" At this point, Newt's eyes flashed with excitement, "This is also the most ideal situation in my mind - no matter it was just I don’t have a problem with the observed creatures being the result of the mating of different magical animals, or a new species resulting from mutation!”

However, Abertelle did not have high hopes for this possibility.

As we all know, Newt Scamander has been the world's most renowned magizoologist-wizard since the 1920s. He travels around the world all year round, looking for all kinds of magical animals that have never been discovered before.

"Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them" compiled by him has been published in dozens of editions. Basically, every time a new edition is released, many magic schools are rushing to use it as a textbook for Care of Magical Creatures courses.

For such a legendary magical zoologist, decades have passed, are there really any magical animals that have not been discovered by him?

Not to mention, now this thing that may be a magical animal is so high-profile that it directly covers the entire Mount Olympus with special effects...

"Then... what about the third possibility?" Abotel asked again.

"The third possibility..." Newt's excited expression faded, and his face became serious.

"Maybe two extremely powerful wizards are fighting on Mount Olympus right now!"

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