Mysterious Journey
Chapter 653: The Moment to Show Off Acting Skills Arrives
396 Hetherton Hurst Road, Bournemouth, the Scamander residence.
In the eyes of the surrounding neighbors and local government officials, it was home to an ordinary elderly couple, so ordinary that when they were mentioned, people had almost no impression of them except for some vague general outlines.
At most, just a sentence: "Oh, they seem like a friendly, ordinary old couple."
And in the records of the wizarding world, there is even less information about this place. People only know that Newt Scamander and his wife are currently living in seclusion in Dorset, but they don't even know which specific area of Dorset they are in.
As time went by, most of Newt Scamander's former friends—whether Muggle or wizard—had already permanently fallen asleep in the cemetery, and on the other hand, there would never be a shortage of ambitious wizards in the wizarding world.
As a wizard also at the top of the wizarding world, a Magizoologist, it would be too easy for Newt Scamander to hide himself. If it weren't for the few "door cards" he made by hand, even Dumbledore wouldn't be able to enter this magically protected private domain.
However, Newt never had much resistance to Dumbledore's requests.
At this moment, Newt Scamander was pacing back and forth in the living room, occasionally glancing anxiously at the clock by the door.
Unlike the multifunctional magical clocks in most wizarding families, the one in Newt's house was just an extremely ordinary mechanical clock. Its only advantage was that it was extremely accurate. With magical care, the error had not even reached a minute in more than a decade.
It was already 10:30 in the morning. If nothing unexpected happened, those little girls should be arriving soon.
Actually, according to Newt Scamander's original idea, when he heard Dumbledore's request, his first reaction was to refuse. But on the one hand, he was never the kind of person who was particularly good at refusing, and on the other hand, his wife also showed great interest after hearing that three Hogwarts first-year girls would be staying at their house temporarily.
After so many years, not having a daughter or granddaughter had always been a regret for him and his wife.
And according to the long-standing division of family status, except on matters concerning magical creatures, Mr. Scamander usually didn't have much room to argue about things Mrs. Scamander decided—the only thing that puzzled Newt was why Dumbledore would write two letters in a row, sending them separately to him and Tina.
Although Dumbledore was always good at understanding people's hearts, such small tricks were always a bit...strange?
For some reason, since agreeing to Dumbledore's request under Tina's persuasion, Newt had always had an uneasy premonition, as if...he saw a group of rampaging Gorgons charging towards him.
However, compared to her husband's worries, Tina Goldstein didn't take it to heart.
In her opinion, Newt's so-called worries were just an excuse her husband was looking for to avoid contact with more people—they were just a few eleven or twelve-year-old witches, were they more troublesome than taking care of so many magical creatures?
Newt Scamander glanced at the clock by the door. The hour hand had just passed ten o'clock. He asked with a slightly expectant tone.
"Tina, do you think they won't come? Maybe they changed their minds?"
"Albus Dumbledore is not a person who goes back on his word. I think they should be here soon."
Mrs. Scamander smiled slightly, gently patted her husband on the shoulder, and continued to arrange the candies and snacks on the table.
As an American Auror who married into England, although she didn't graduate from Hogwarts, she still greatly respected the headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, as well as the old wizard who had saved the entire wizarding world twice.
"Newt, relax, the arrival of the children will bring young vitality to this house."
"But for some reason, I always feel..."
Newt shook his head. As the time approached, he felt more and more uneasy.
Just as he was about to go out to see if the guests had arrived, his expression suddenly froze.
Through the window, he could clearly see four wizards holding "door cards" in this magical space. One of them was naturally Albus Dumbledore, and beside the old wizard were three little wizards who looked like fledgling birds.
Just as Dumbledore had described in his letter, they were indeed three very cute little girls.
But…
Why hadn't the ominous feeling in his heart dissipated, but instead become even stronger?
Perhaps, as Tina said, he was just a little afraid of getting along with these unfamiliar children?
Urged by his wife, Newt shrugged helplessly and opened the door.
"Professor, welcome. I almost thought you weren't coming back today."
Newt Scamander greeted Dumbledore, frowned, and carefully looked at the three little witches behind Dumbledore. He didn't find anything unsettling, paused, and nodded slightly.
"Um... and welcome everyone to my home."
"It seems to be even bigger than before? Newt, you really have a talent for space magic."
Dumbledore looked around and said with admiration.
Unlike other wizards who pursued offensive magic, or sought longevity, power, or money.
Newt Scamander had always been an extremely pure wizard. His only purpose in learning magic and understanding magic was to be able to better accompany and protect the magical creatures living in the wizarding world.
And because of this, unknowingly, Newt had even far surpassed him in the field of magical space.
"Uh, it's just a slight change in the weather, and the pasture at the edge of the field..."
Faced with Dumbledore's praise, Newt scratched his nose a little embarrassedly.
Even though he was now over ninety years old, and even though he had briefly served as the headmaster of Hogwarts, Newt still unconsciously felt like he was facing a teacher at school when he faced Dumbledore.
After a slight pause, Newt stepped aside and pointed to the living room behind him:
"Maybe... we can go inside and chat?"
"Tina has prepared candies and snacks for the children. Ever since she knew you were coming today, she has been trying out various flavors of cookies and candies for the past few days. Good heavens... I haven't seen such a sight in more than a decade."
Candies? Snacks? Cookies?
Eileen, who was standing obediently behind Dumbledore, suddenly perked up, and couldn't help but size up this legendary Magizoologist in front of her—although Newt was no longer the handsome guy from the movies of her previous life, but based on this sentence alone, no matter what, this first impression score was at least much better than Grindelwald, who was also an old man.
At the same time, Mrs. Scamander also opened the door and walked out, waving to Eileen and the others.
"Don't just stand outside, come inside, the snacks and hot tea are ready."
Eileen silently gave a thumbs up in her heart, and the little dumb hair on top of her head shook happily from side to side—sure enough! Happy wizarding families were much more likely to entertain children than those single or divorced elderly people.
If it weren't for the fact that Grindelwald was now her grandfather, she might have defected in a few days.
However, as a little demon king who abided by the spirit of the contract, she still had to indirectly retaliate a little for a certain old potato who had been brooding for decades... of course, before that, she had to protect her identity first.
Although she had died of starvation on the plateau before the second part of "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them" was released in her previous life, she had also crammed on information about Newt Scamander before coming here.
Whether it was his wife Tina Goldstein, or Newt Scamander himself, they seemed to have quite a few grudges with Grindelwald. If her identity was exposed, this summer vacation might unfold in a different way.
Newt Scamander's way of living in seclusion completely exceeded her expectations.
For this kind of residence hidden in a magical secret realm, even if she could find a way to secretly send out a letter of help, she wasn't sure if the Hyperion and Grindelwald and others would be able to accurately locate and complete the rescue.
Fortunately, Eileen believed that she had cultivated her acting skills quite successfully.
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