Chapter 859 Go to the Fire Dragon Reserve Again

After a long wait, the magic contract finally met the conditions for effectiveness, emitting a brilliant silver-white light, and the originally blurry pattern became much clearer.

Newt looked at the parchment with some emotion.

"From now on, even if someone sees Norbert, it won't cause you any trouble."

To be honest, he was actually a little envious.

Although everyone now knows that Newt Scamander is the wizarding world's foremost expert on magical creatures, he has never actually obtained a legal certificate to keep a dragon.

Perhaps because his reputation in his youth was too great, the people in the Fire Dragon Reserve simply did not dare to give him such a thing.

As for the Hungarian Horntail in his box, that's just the tacit approval of the Fire Dragon Sanctuary... I don't agree, but I won't check. You can just keep it if you want, and everyone knows it.

That way, even if a Hungarian Horntail were to break out and roam the skies over London, they could find an excuse to get away with it.

After all, it was Newt, so this worry was necessary.

So strictly speaking, Newt is actually illegally keeping a dragon, and can only keep it in a box.

Not like Kyle.

It can be said that from now on, even if Kyle builds a fence in front of his house, he can just release the fire dragon.

Even if he was seen by Muggles, it would be the problem of the Incident Reversal Team, and he could not be punished for the crime of illegally raising dragons.

Of course, it’s okay to just keep it, but it’s not okay to let the fire dragon hurt people.

"Are we going to Romania now?" Kyle couldn't help but ask... In addition to the dragon eggs, he also had a large amount of Galleons waiting to be recovered.

"Don't worry, we still have to wait for someone else." Newt said.

"Waiting for someone? Who?"

"Of course...Oh, he's here already." Newt said, looking out the window.

Kyle turned his head subconsciously.

"Professor Dumbledore?"

He never expected that Dumbledore, who seemed to have disappeared from the face of the earth in the past few days, would appear here.

Dumbledore opened the door and walked in.

Kyle looked at him and felt that something was different, like he had become a different person.

In the past, Dumbledore always looked calm and composed... At first glance, you could tell that he was a standard powerful old wizard and a reliable Hogwarts headmaster.

But now he looks a lot more relaxed, even his robe has been changed to a more comfortable and leisurely style. If he holds a teacup in his hand, he looks like a retired old man.

If someone who didn't know him saw him, they probably wouldn't even associate him with the famous Hogwarts headmaster.

"Newt, Kyle, long time no see." He greeted with a smile, sat down by himself, and picked up a grapefruit biscuit from the plate and put it in his mouth.

This feeling of relaxation completely overturned Kyle's impression of Dumbledore.

So is this the Dumbledore who has untied his knot?

"It tastes good." Dumbledore looked around, "Where's Tina?"

“I’m going to Ilvermorny,” Newt said. “Are you… really okay?”

He also felt that there was something wrong with the Dumbledore in front of him... It couldn't be said to be wrong, but it was mainly because he was a little different from the image he had in his mind.

"Of course there is no problem." Dumbledore said with a smile, "It's just that Ariana said that I was too tense and should relax properly."

"I think what she said makes sense." Dumbledore took another biscuit. "I am over a hundred years old. It is time for me to enjoy my retirement life."

Ariana...that's no problem.

Kyle muttered to himself.

He felt that even if Ariana said that a pink Hogwarts would look better, Dumbledore would run over with paint the next day...

Maybe you don't have to wait until the next day.

"So the person we are waiting for is Professor Dumbledore?" Kyle turned to look at Newt and asked.

"If you want to go to Romania, it's me." Before Newt could say anything, Dumbledore nodded. "Didn't you say you would come to see Newt? Calculating the time, your contract should be effective soon. I wrote him a letter in advance and asked him to notify me before going to Romania."

"You want to go too? Is it really necessary?" Kyle looked at the two people sitting next to him, somewhat confused.

He was just going to get two dragon eggs, so why did he mobilize so many troops? The last time Dumbledore and Newt Scamander joined forces was to deal with Grindelwald.

"Ariana thinks I should go out and travel around the world to complete my graduation plan," said Dumbledore.

“Although the timing is a bit inappropriate now, I think it’s still okay to make Romania the first stop.”

Well, it's Ariana again.

Kyle shut up, no problem.

"Are we leaving now?" Kyle looked up and out the window.

It's not even noon yet, and if all goes well, they should be back before evening.

"If you are ready, then go ahead," said Dumbledore.

Several people stood up and went outside.

"I'll leave the house to you, Dobby." Newt said to the house-elf who followed him.

"Don't worry, sir." Dobby straightened his back.

"I miss you so much." Newt looked at Dumbledore again, "I remember the last time I worked with you, Professor, was fifty years ago."

"Fifty-seven years ago, to be exact." Dumbledore smiled. "The two mist lacewings that escaped from your trunk caused quite a bit of trouble for Columbia."

The Mist Lacewing looks like a blue butterfly the size of a fist. However, this insect has a mist spell when flying and changes color according to the surrounding environment. It usually only lives in primeval forests.

But it's different if the insect appears in a city.

Imagine how interesting the Muggles' expressions would be when they saw a clearly visible, floating and moving colorful fog on the streets, especially more than 50 years ago.

At that time, in order to erase the memories of those Muggles, the Columbian Ministry of Magic worked overtime day and night for a week, and their resentment was greater than that of the Obscurus.

"Yes, there was one. Only one ran out." Newt corrected hesitantly, "And it ran out because it sensed the scent of the female lacewings around it."

Dumbledore raised an eyebrow but said nothing.

This is the magical part about Newt. He has never taken the initiative to release the magical animals in his box, but they always run out for various reasons.

So there's a reason why he's unpopular.

When Newt decided to retire, Dumbledore had to work hard to get the then Minister of Magic to agree to let him settle in Dorset.

"Well, let's get going," said Dumbledore, picking up a branch and making it into a portkey.

Kyle and Newt walked over and held onto the branch.

"Get ready, let's go..."

As soon as Dumbledore finished speaking, the three of them were pulled away by a sudden suction force and disappeared.

After a dizzying spin, Kyle quickly landed on the ground again.

"who."

There were shouting voices coming from their ears. It was a few strong dragon breeders who were surrounding the three people with magic wands in hand.

Until the next second...

"Mr. Scamander!"

"Headmaster Dumbledore!"

The leading dragon breeder quickly put down his wand and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't recognize you two just now."

"It's okay. I should have told you in advance." Newt shook his head and asked, "Is DeRols here? I have something to talk to him about."

"Yes, the captain is in the incubator, watching a nest of dragon eggs that are about to hatch." The dragon breeder said, "Please follow me. He will be very happy to see you two."

This person subconsciously ignored Kyle, but this was normal.

Although Kyle had been here once, that was a long time ago, and it was Charlie who was responsible for receiving him at that time.

Now that Charlie has resigned and returned to England, these people naturally won't miss the little assistant who followed Newt.

But Kyle didn't care. What he cared about was what the man just said.

In the hatching room, the dragon eggs were about to hatch...it seemed like he had arrived at the right time.

The dragon keeper took them through many twists and turns in the protected area, passing at least three checkpoints before stopping in front of a huge cave.

Even from a distance, Kyle could feel a heat wave coming towards him, and now it was like standing in the crater of a volcano that was about to erupt.

"This is the hatching room." Newt explained: "All dragons that hatch dragon eggs will be moved here to avoid being targeted by people with bad intentions."

"That's right." The dragon breeder then noticed Kyle's presence and said, "Besides that, moving the dragon eggs here can also prevent them from being accidentally crushed by other fire dragons. Those big guys don't have good tempers and fight almost every day."

"Are there many dragon eggs here?" Kyle asked curiously.

The dragon keeper hesitated for a moment, as if he didn't want to tell Kyle this, until he looked at Dumbledore and Newt again, and then said: "There are only two nests of dragon eggs here. There were originally three nests, but the remaining Hungarian Horntails are too aggressive, and we really don't know how to move them."

“No need to move.” Newt smiled. “I don’t think any dragon would want to cause trouble for the Hungarian Horntail.”

"That's what the captain said."

As they were talking, the sound of footsteps became clearer and clearer in the cave, and soon, a person walked out.

"team leader!"

"Well, thank you for your hard work. Go ahead and do your work. Leave this to me," said DeRols.

He was thinner than Kyle had imagined, and looked not as strong as Charlie, but he had just as many scars on his body, especially a long scar on his left cheek, which made him look ferocious.

"It's nice to meet you two," said Desrolles, "Mr. Scamander, Mr. Dumbledore, and... I guess you must be Kyle. You have grown a lot taller than in previous years."

"Do you remember me?" Kyle asked.

"I remember everyone who has helped the Fire Dragon Sanctuary, including you," said DeRols.

Then he looked at Newt and Dumbledore again, put away his smile, "Excuse me for being rude, but why did you two suddenly visit the Dragon Sanctuary? From what I know, Britain seems to be in great trouble now.

"If you are here to seek help from the Fire Dragon Sanctuary, I must apologize in advance."

"No, Drols, you misunderstood." Dumbledore said seriously: "Please rest assured that we will solve these problems ourselves, and they will not affect the Fire Dragon Sanctuary."

"I'm sorry, Headmaster Dumbledore," said Drols, "I just don't want dragons to become tools of war."

"I also don't want to see dragons on the battlefield," Dumbledore said in deep agreement.

He was very glad that the fire dragons had been protected. With dozens of fire dragons and a large number of dragon breeders, even Voldemort would not want to provoke this place easily. Otherwise, with his action of recruiting giants, he would never let go of the fire dragons, such war machines.

"In that case, let's go to another place. This isn't a good place to chat." DeRols wiped the sweat from his forehead. Although he often worked in such a high temperature environment, it didn't mean that he liked to chat in such a place.

He brought the three of them to an office not far away... It was called an office, but it was actually a stone house that was not leaky.

DeRols walked in and drank a bottle of water first, then turned around and asked, "What are you two doing here this time?"

"Nothing." Newt said, turning around and pushing Kyle forward. "He just has this bill for the dragon sanctuary."

"Bill?" DeRols asked doubtfully.

He didn't remember who the Fire Dragon Sanctuary owed money to.

If someone else said this to him, he would definitely turn around and walk away without saying a word to the other person, but the person who said this was Newt Scamander, so it was different...

As the most important guest and partner of the Fire Dragon Sanctuary, Newt's contribution here is no less than anyone else, and they respect each other very much.

Not to mention that Headmaster Dumbledore was also here.

So even though he thought it was impossible, DeRols still looked at Kyle seriously and said, "Can you show it to me?"

"Of course." Kyle nodded and took out a piece of parchment and handed it over.

The first time he saw the parchment, DeRols was stunned.

This is true. He is very familiar with the magic contract above. It is unique to the Fire Dragon Sanctuary, and there is also that signature...

Birdman Strick, the first director of the reserve.

DeRols hurriedly took the parchment in his hand and read it carefully, his expression constantly changing.

From doubt, to shock, to disbelief...

"Is this... a donation certificate?" He raised his head suddenly, his voice trembling slightly, "Merlin's beard, are you the mysterious sponsor?"

He shook his head again. "No, that's not right. The age doesn't match. The reserve received this donation a hundred years ago, but you are less than twenty years old now. If I'm not mistaken, this should be something from your previous generation."

"Is there a problem?" Kyle asked, not denying it. Even if he explained, DeRols probably wouldn't believe it.

"Of course not." DeRols shook his head and said seriously, "In fact, we have been looking for this person. His help to the reserve is immeasurable. I am just a little surprised that there is only Mr. Birdman's signature on it."

"Maybe it was a habit at the time." Kyle said, "Anyway, a magic contract can't be faked, right?"

This was certainly not a custom, but Kyle's request. It was 1899, and he couldn't just sign his own name.

Although Birdman didn't understand his request at the time, since Kyle didn't care, he naturally didn't care as he just wanted to get the donation quickly.

"That's correct." DeRols returned the parchment to Kyle. "If I'm not mistaken, you came here to take the profits that you deserve."

"Yes." Kyle nodded. "Okay?"

"Of course you can." DeRols suddenly laughed, "We have been waiting for nearly a hundred years, but because no one has come to claim it, the money has now been deposited in the vault of Gringotts."

"How many are there in total?" Kyle asked curiously.

"Six thousand three hundred and fifty Galleons," said Drolles.

Kyle raised his eyebrows. It seemed that after the development of the Fire Dragon Reserve, his income also increased.

Is six thousand Galleons too much?

Of course it is a lot. Even if you are the Director of Office at the Ministry of Magic, it would take you six years to save all your salary.

But from another perspective, this amount of money is not really that much. For example, in terms of purchasing power, three thousand Galleons a hundred years ago would be equivalent to at least ten or twenty thousand today.

Of course, this certainly doesn't apply to Kyle. Overall, he definitely made a profit.

Even Dumbledore looked at him with a puzzled look, since he had participated in the whole process.

Wow, three thousand Galleons doubled in the blink of an eye. The money came faster than robbing Gringotts. Why didn't he think of it at the beginning?

What, amnesia?

Okay, that's okay.