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Watching Dumbledore's figure dissipate into motes of light in the air, Newt's annoyance had just begun to rise when he subconsciously looked around at the familiar surroundings, suddenly remembering an extremely important question.

In the past so many years, Dumbledore had more than once left problems behind and simply disappeared, so Newt immediately felt a similar illusion as before—he had been tricked by Dumbledore again, that damned Dumbledore had run away again, causing him to lose control of his emotions slightly.

However, when this happened in this small space he had carefully crafted, the whole thing became a bit strange.

As a wizard at the top level today, it is the most basic operation to set up protections against Apparition, Portkeys, and other long-distance teleportation magic in his own home. Dumbledore could not have directly Apparated away.

Moreover, during the conversation between the two, Newt did not notice any obvious spatial transfer fluctuations.

Combining this with the magic Dumbledore had just demonstrated, the answer was self-evident.

Newt Scamander carefully scanned the room and finally focused his gaze on the side table in the living room, his expression becoming slightly better, and he said towards that direction with displeasure:

"Professor Dumbledore, isn't it a bit boring for you to play such childish jokes?"

"I even thought what you said was true just now, and I was wondering whether to go abroad for tourism tomorrow and simply lend the whole house to that terrible 'Demon King in training' little girl you created."

Regardless of age, in Newt's view, the environment has an undeniable impact on everyone.

Clearly, spending a long time with children in Hogwarts Castle has made Albus Dumbledore, who seems mature and steady, significantly more lively than other old wizards of the same age, which is why he makes so many strange jokes.

From beginning to end, Dumbledore had not left this living room.

If Newt guessed correctly, the process of replacing the old wizard's main body with the illusion should have occurred simultaneously when Dumbledore drew his wand and cast that profound spatial isolation spell.

And if you extend the reasoning further from this point, Dumbledore's previous threats might also be jokes.

That's right! It must be like this! All extremely bad and boring jokes!

Grindelwald has long been locked up in Nurmengard Castle. He doesn't even have children, so where did a granddaughter come from!

As Newt called out his illusion, Dumbledore's figure gradually appeared from beside the sofa. The old wizard blinked his eyes, quickly swallowed the cookie in his mouth, looked at Newt, whose face was getting better, and said cheerfully.

"Tina's craftsmanship is really good, I just wanted to ease the atmosphere a little."

Dumbledore paused slightly, then unhesitatingly punctured Newt's not-yet-formed fantasy and said in a deep voice.

"However, not a single sentence of what I said just now was a joke. If you have been paying attention to the news in Austria in the past few months, you should have heard about the reappearance of Grindelwald's mark—the ins and outs of the story are quite complicated, but the ending is that, in order to protect Illyana, Grindelwald reassembled the Acolytes after nearly fifty years."

Speaking of this, Dumbledore stood up and patted Newt's shoulder, who was like a sculpture.

"When it comes to this child, I thought about it and realized that you are the only one I can trust."

"I'm sorry to have you involved in such a difficult situation after so many years of retirement. Actually, I don't have many options. After all, after more than a year of getting along, I've found that you may be one of the few wizards that Illyana is genuinely interested in and likes, so if it were you, perhaps you could..."

"Me? Like? Interested? Are you kidding?"

Newt's mouth twitched, and he looked at Dumbledore with suspicion.

"To be honest, apart from Fantastic Beasts, I don't think I have much that is special compared to others, so there must be some misunderstanding in this matter. I can help recommend many famous wizards..."

"No one can replace you, Newt. That's it—the child is particularly interested in Fantastic Beasts."

Dumbledore sighed and inadvertently shifted his gaze away from Newt's eyes, saying with a complicated tone.

"Of course, it's a... um, a rather unique liking..."

"What do you mean, a rather unique liking?!"

Newt Scamander looked at Dumbledore, whose eyes were flickering, and a growing ominous premonition arose in his heart.

Since Dumbledore's letter arrived, that ominous feeling that had been lingering in the mist had now begun to gradually break through the fog, and the final answer to this ominous feeling lay in Dumbledore's seemingly understated description.

"Uh, you know, the child is a chef..."

Dumbledore smiled slightly awkwardly and spread his hands somewhat unnaturally.

"Therefore, the child's love and research for animals usually involves how to eat them... The Acromantula colonies in the Forbidden Forest of Hogwarts have completely become hunting grounds for what she calls 'Fuzzy Soft-Shell Crabs'."

"Oh, but she also has a particularly close relationship with the Unicorn herds in the Forbidden Forest. Earlier this semester, she even fought Death Eaters who sneaked into Hogwarts to protect those pure and beautiful creatures—and on the other hand, my Fawkes is now often fed by her. Phoenixes and Veela hybrids live in peace, which can also explain something, right?"

Looking at the horrified look on Newt Scamander's face, Dumbledore quickly tried to remedy the situation with a few words.

As a White Wizard with conscience and principles, Albus Dumbledore still couldn't bring himself to watch Newt fall into Illyana's hands without knowing anything. Although the outcome of the whole thing wouldn't change much, at least Dumbledore hadn't deliberately concealed this information about Illyana.

After another pause, Dumbledore carefully considered his words and slowly said.

"As I said, this child is now the Fairy Queen, the heir to the Acolytes. If she really intends to use Galleons or force to satisfy her curiosity and appetite—the future of the Fantastic Beast world may be a bit bad."

"In my opinion, in the current wizarding world, the only one who can properly teach that child how to get along with Fantastic Beasts, and understand that the existence of those wonderful creatures has other particularly important meanings besides following the most basic food laws of nature... Perhaps only you can do it, yes, only you."

"But I also know this is a bit too much, considering so many troubles, I would probably refuse directly if it were me."

Dumbledore glanced at Newt, who looked tangled, and said sincerely and softly.

"Therefore, if you insist on refusing, I can understand. Later, when Tina brings the children back to the living room, if you still feel very embarrassed, I will take the child away and let her 'grandfather' temporarily take care of her for a month—you can rest assured, I guarantee she will never harm the little creatures you keep in your room."

"Then what about those outside? Won't there be names like 'Fuzzy Soft-Shell Crab' again?"

After figuring out the whole thing, Newt smiled sadly, looking lifeless as he asked.

"Dumbledore, you know I can't hide here forever, not looking up at the outside world... In short, I'll try my best. If she really has any interest in Fantastic Beasts... I'll try my best..."

"Oh, Newt, I knew you would always be reliable."

The difficulty on Dumbledore's face disappeared in an instant, and he patted Newt's shoulder with a warm smile.

"Alright, I really should go this time, otherwise I might miss the Wizengamot meeting."

As he spoke, Dumbledore got up to leave, opened the door, and walked lightly towards the grass outside the cottage.

This time, Newt Scamander did not reach out to stop him, but stood blankly in the living room, watching Dumbledore disappear into this small magical space independent of the outside world in the flashing of magical light columns.

At the same time, the sound of Tina and several girls chatting happily came from the hallway of the living room.

Newt Scamander sighed silently.

That revenge, decades late, had finally arrived...

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