"Hi, Newt." Felix said to the busy figure, "Did you find anything?"

"I'm not sure." Newt straightened up from the table, hurriedly wrote a few notes, stared at the "big scorpions" rushing around in the glass cabinet, and said hesitantly: "Hagrid called it a blasting-tailed skrewt? It looks like it has a bad temper. Is it in estrus? Some animals will become stupid in their brains during estrus...some people will too." "

No one can say for sure. This creature has appeared in reality for less than a year, and no one can figure out its habits." Felix said, "Originally Hagrid was taking care of them, but he had to go on a long journey, and gave the last few to me before he left. He also hopes to get your opinion."

"We need to observe for a while." Newt stared at the glass cabinet intently. "We must confirm whether the blasting-tailed skrewts can reproduce stably under natural conditions. This is the first priority. Otherwise, they will disappear. There are too many examples in history where human intervention to create new species has failed. Hagrid did not let magic participate in it. This is good. There is a possibility of stable existence. I think I should build a venue. Your magic has been restraining them."

He raised his head and showed an eager expression.

"Build it firmly," Felix reminded him. "I have never seen a docile blasting-tailed skrewt. They don't seem to have an organ like a brain."

Newt nodded.

Felix held Valen and looked at the ball of yarn hanging from his head with him.

It was a thorny sac. Just as they were observing, the sac suddenly opened and turned into some kind of huge butterfly-like reptile. It had a pair of skeleton-like wings and a terrifying image. It hung upside down like a bat and stared at them. Valen in his arms was startled.

The next second, it shrank back again.

"The curled-winged demon will curl itself into a thorny sac when it's not flying. This one is not dangerous, but you'd better not get too close. Norris is a little shy." Newt smiled secretly.

"Chi?" Valen was still in shock and patted his chest.

"Norris, his name." Newt repeated, "Just like you are the Niffler, but your name is Valen." He looked at Felix, "I can't believe it, she has learned to write, although the handwriting is a little ugly, but... uh, it's already very good, reminding me of my brother." He almost whispered the last sentence.

Felix stared at the curled up curled-winged demon and couldn't help smacking his lips, "Valen is still good-looking." He didn't want to become like that. "So you trained it?" He suddenly thought of something and asked curiously, "This thing is quite dangerous in the wild."

Newt showed a reminiscent expression.

"I once raised a curled-winged demon, and it helped me a lot. Norris is his descendant."

"I see," Felix nodded, and he asked softly, "I guess that curled-winged demon helped you catch Grindelwald?"

"Oh, oh," Newt looked at him, "Did Headmaster Dumbledore tell you?"

"No, my source is an assistant at Ilvermorny," Felix explained, "He told me that there is a hidden curled-winged demon statue standing in the hall of the Magical Congress of the United States of America, near the trial room... The inscription on the stone reads 'It once helped defeat the source of turmoil.'" "It is said that

this statue was left by Seraphina Picquery, the president of the Magical Congress of the United States of America. Considering the background at the time, I made such a guess," he added.

Newt put down his hand and fell into distant memories, "I can't reveal more about Headmaster Dumbledore. But so far, everything you said is correct."

"What kind of person is Grindelwald?" Felix asked sharply, "This shouldn't be considered illegal, right?"

"Oh, uh, not... He is very arrogant, or confident... He is also very charismatic, although I don't like this very much..." Newt's voice gradually lowered, and only at this time did he sound like an old man close to a hundred years old.

Two days later, Felix said goodbye.

"Hey, Lightning, you are here too." Felix said to the invisible beast next to Newt, which showed its shape today and looked like a sloth. Felix handed it an apple.

"Have you finished your investigation?" Newt asked.

"It's done, much faster than I thought." Felix said with satisfaction: "I guess it's because I gave up some targets on my own initiative. After all, the poisonous horned beast and the moon idiot beast are not very suitable..."

and they don't look good either.

"Can I ask you something?" Newt showed an interested expression. "You told me before that you wanted to observe the structure of magical creatures. The word for magic is 'scan'?" He glanced at Felix, who nodded at him.

"Um, scanning with magic, to be honest, I don't quite understand. It sounds like the process of familiarizing with the transformation of creatures in Transfiguration..."

"You're right." Felix smiled slightly.

"Is it really Transfiguration? But it shouldn't be. Ordinary Transfiguration can only change the appearance of magical creatures, but cannot show their essence. Even the advanced Animagus only removes some disadvantages..." Newt muttered to himself. "

Even Principal Dumbledore wait, I seem to have seen a similar scene, but it was not a complete transformation, and even the changes in the skin were very small. I always thought it was magic that I didn't know."

Newt's eyes were shining, staring at Felix, his eyes full of curiosity.

"Can you really do it? Can I see it?"

"Of course. It's my honor to show this skill to the world's greatest magical animal expert."

Valen stood on the table, looking at Felix with the same expectation. Although he had seen it in advance, he was still surprised. What kind of species is the big devil? The invisible beast that was chewing fruit on the side suddenly opened his eyes wide. The fruit fell to the ground and he had seen the next scene.

Felix tilted his head, stared at his fingers with a cautious look, and began to perform the transformation. A strange feeling spread throughout his body. His body seemed to be melting, his hands began to shrink and merge into the sides of his body, his torso and neck continued to lengthen, and a pair of blue wings broke through his clothes like a scimitar, revealing from the back... Felix did not feel any pain, but warm; there was no panic in his heart, only calm because he knew what the transformation target was, and he knew that his body could adapt to this degree of change.

He was a magical creature.

Felix lowered his head, but his body expanded rapidly, and his eyes were higher than Newt. The blue, bird-like head was about the same size as the Invisible Beast, looking down at the people present. Its sight moved slightly, and it could easily see the river, caves and plains in the distance.

He turned into a bird snake.