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Could this be an unexpected delight?
Indeed, the world always seems to favor the good-looking in unexpected ways.
Aileen narrowed her eyes slightly, a series of guesses flashing through her mind.
She had originally planned to show off more aerial combat skills and persuade them with reason as much as possible. Now, however, she changed her mind and decided to end the questioning as soon as possible and go back to check on Newt's situation first.
Besides, this way, she could also give "Albus Dumbledore" more time to come up with a "persuasion letter."
Thinking of this, Aileen changed the subject and smiled at the crowd who were chatting and laughing as they mounted their brooms.
"Oh, right! To encourage everyone to perk up and show their style, I think it's necessary to add a berserk mechanic—if you all still haven't succeeded after your attack time, then I'll have to start fighting back!"
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Newt Scamander's house.
White-haired and aged Newt Scamander stood at the door, pacing excitedly, his face showing the same excitement as the young Hufflepuff student who had just left school decades ago, rubbing his hands as he looked at the meadow in the distance.
"Professor Dumbledore, I didn't expect you to come in person. There's really no need to rush."
Not far from Newt, Dumbledore, holding three puppy-like heads of Cerberus in his arms, sighed almost imperceptibly.
If it weren't for Grindelwald's threat, he would have originally planned to delay for a few days, trying to hint to Newt Scamander that he was doing something incredibly dangerous. Whether it was the single Cerberus or the white fluffy ball, Dumbledore believed that Newt could handle it with ease.
But if the two were combined, and this classic magical bond from ancient times were formed, it would be a bit difficult to say.
However, with the letter signed "Dear Professor Dumbledore" being seen by Grindelwald, there wasn't much room for maneuver—now he could only hope that Newt could continue his "Dark Wizard Bane" ability.
"Professor Dumbledore, is this... what you mentioned, an adult Cerberus?"
As Dumbledore approached, Newt looked at the puppy in the old man's arms and said with a strange expression.
Although from a research perspective, a juvenile Cerberus was obviously better, it was clearly different from the information he had heard before, and this puppy who couldn't even stand steadily couldn't guard his zoo.
Could it be that this was the offspring of the adult Cerberus in Hogwarts Castle?
Just as Newt Scamander's mind was filled with thoughts, he heard Dumbledore's bitter laughter.
"No, Newt, it is the adult Cerberus."
"But…"
Before Newt Scamander could finish speaking, the Cerberus puppy suddenly raised its head, looked around in confusion, and sniffed the air with its three small noses, as if searching for something.
The next moment, the drowsiness in the Cerberus puppy's eyes was swept away, and it jumped nimbly from the old wizard's arms.
"Aww!"
"Woof!"
"Wuff!"
Accompanied by three milky voices, the Cerberus, which was originally smaller than an adult Niffler, was instantly enveloped in a ball of pale blue flames. In the distorted, hot air, its body expanded rapidly as if it had been inflated.
In an instant, a terrifying beast burning with ghostly blue flames appeared in front of Newt Scamander.
The three ferocious heads swayed from side to side, like a guardian of the underworld crawling out of the depths of hell, and six cold, bloodthirsty eyes looked down at the small human in the distance. With the beast's breath, hot sparks occasionally splashed into the air.
"Newt, your information is a bit outdated... it's not an ordinary Cerberus..."
Albus Dumbledore sighed again and patted the body of the big dog beside him.
"As you can see, this is a Hellhound that has signed a magical contract with a wizard and awakened its magic fire ability. I think you should be familiar with this—of course, this also makes it impeccably loyal."
"Ancient wizard contract? I see, a truly remarkable masterpiece..."
Newt Scamander's eyes lit up as he looked at the beast in front of him, with the same fiery gaze as if he were looking at a peerless beauty.
"Incredible, I didn't expect that there are still wizards who understand this kind of contract magic. It's too incredible!"
Compared to the current gap between wizards and magical creatures, in ancient times, with the rise of contract magic, most top wizards would choose to sign magical contracts with powerful magical creatures to jointly fight against complex and dangerous natural challenges.
Among them, the Hellhound was undoubtedly one of the most legendary existences.
According to the surviving magical "historical texts," the Hellhound played a considerable role in the battle in which wizards conquered house-elves. This highly magic-resistant, brutal, and terrifying beast, combined with the magic of ancient wizards, directly defeated an intelligent race no less than goblins, turning their descendants into slaves of wizards for generations.
However, after that, the number of Cerberus suddenly decreased sharply.
There are many different versions of rumors about the bizarre decline of the Cerberus race.
The most convincing of these is that with the end of the "House-Elf Conquest War," goblins, Veela, centaurs, and even the Magical Congress all agreed that this model of warfare was too terrible. In a silent tacit understanding, all parties were quietly erasing that period of history, and contract magic was gradually sealed away.
And the story between the Hellhound and the wizard gradually became a myth and legend that was only circulated in written records.
"Professor Dumbledore, it..."
"I'm sorry, Newt, I can't reveal too much information to you due to some special reasons."
As if he had guessed what Newt Scamander wanted to ask, Dumbledore shook his head with a complicated expression.
"The only thing I can tell you is that the owner of this Cerberus has agreed to temporarily foster it here, and at the same time, you'd better be mentally prepared—a Cerberus that has completed a contract is trustworthy and dangerous."
"Hmm? Your words seem a little contradictory?"
Newt frowned slightly, and the excitement on his face faded a little.
"I…"
Dumbledore was very helpless, his lips twitched, but in the end, he did not continue to explain.
Anyway, in a few hours, Newt Scamander should understand what happened, and before that, he was restricted by some small magic and could not reveal that crucial detail in advance.
As wizards standing at the top of the magical world,
Grindelwald could not use magic to forcibly restrict Dumbledore from speaking, but setting up a few small and fragile magical detection protections to determine whether the old wizard had leaked certain secrets within a certain period of time was still possible.
According to Grindelwald, the mystery of the gift must be left as much as possible until the moment it is unwrapped.
"In short, it won't actively hurt people, I can guarantee that."
Dumbledore sighed lightly, took out his pocket watch from his chest, and looked down at it.
"I'm sorry, I may have to leave first... As for its feeding guide, just follow the conventional feeding methods for large carnivores. Anyway, Hagrid has fed them everything before—venison, pork, beef, fish... Oh, these should be your area of expertise, after all, neither I nor Hagrid are experts in magical creatures."
"I'll try my best, then there's one more question."
After glancing at the ambiguous Dumbledore, Newt put his hands on his hips and turned to look at the beast in front of him.
"That shrinking state before, wouldn't it be the effect of a special shrinking potion? Speaking of which, this big guy should be the kind that's easier to deal with in terms of intelligence and personality? Can it change back?"
"It can, but it depends on its own willingness."
Dumbledore shrugged and answered helplessly.
"You know, as one of the favorite treasure guardians of ancient wizards, the Cerberus actually has a small space storage area in its body—although they usually like to use it to store extra food for long-term hibernation."
"If I remember correctly, Fluffy should still have a dozen specially made shrinking potions stored in its body."
"As long as it's willing, it can digest one of the shrinking potions at any time, allowing itself to return to its juvenile state, and actively erupt its magic to return to its adult form when there is danger."
"I understand, so it depends on how well I communicate with this cute friend?"
Newt Scamander nodded and answered with a relaxed expression.
Establishing contact with this kind of tamed, gentle creature, even if its appearance looks a bit ferocious, is hardly a difficult task for Newt Scamander.
"...Well, you can understand it that way."
Dumbledore's mouth twitched—cute is indeed cute, but the object may have changed slightly.
"Then I'll go first... otherwise that little girl might come back..."
Dumbledore hesitated for a moment, then suddenly turned around again and raised his hand to pat Newt Scamander on the shoulder.
"By the way, Newt..."
"Hmm? Professor Dumbledore, is there anything else?" Newt suddenly panicked.
"What I want to say is, no matter what difficulties you encounter, you must remain calm. Try to face it with a smile. The best way to eliminate fear is to face fear. Perseverance is victory. Good luck. I believe in you!"
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