I Was Spotted By Grindelwald and Went To Hogwarts

In the evening, I exchanged feelings with the Winged Demon in bed for a while, and Sean fell asleep with a cocoon in his hand.

He had a dream. In the dream, he was a big devil who did all kinds of evil, and he was always accompanied by a violent curling-winged devil with scarlet eyes.

As long as his eyes moved, the Winged Demon would fly into the faces of those who opposed him, and then enjoy **** desserts amidst the screams of those who quickly faded away.

"The taste is average."

"The amount is too small."

The Winged Demon will also send back some meal feedback to Sean.

When Sean woke up in a daze, it was still pitch black outside the window, and he found that the cocoon he had been holding in his hand was gone.

Sean, who was in a cold sweat, lost all sleepiness. Fortunately, he was still able to receive the emotional state of the Winged Demon.

Sean looked up, and saw the Winged Demon spreading its blue-green thorns against the ceiling. At this time, it was staring at Sean's sleeping roommate, with red light flashing in its eyes and saliva dripping from its teeth. Connected to a thread.

"The taste is average."

"The amount is too small."

It's assessing how delicious Sean's roommate is.

The corners of Sean's eyes twitched, and then he immediately recalled the Winged Demon.

"return!"

The Winged Demon reluctantly looked at the sleeping little wizard, and flew back quickly, it wrapped itself tightly in mid-air, and then turned into a cocoon and landed on Sean's hand.

Its slender tentacles stretched out from its head and wrapped around Sean's fingers aggrievedly.

"Hey, little guy, as I said, you can't hit other people's minds!" Sean became a lot more serious, his own crouching demon was originally a mutated individual, he couldn't allow himself to teach a terrible' Bear boy 'come.

"Just smell it." The Winged Demon felt Sean's emotions, and it tightened the cocoon a little, aggrieved.

The thoughts that the Winged Demon conveyed to him would not lie, and Sean's expression softened.

Then it really just wanted to smell it.

However, this kind of behavior of flying out in the middle of the night is not very safe and can easily scare people to death. Sean warned him well, and the Winged Demon said that he would never do it again.

However, I don't know if it was because of a new birth or because of a special individual. The Winged Demon, who only had a meal last night, expressed that he was hungry again.

Sean took it to the Hogwarts kitchen, a foodie's paradise tucked away in the stone porch near the Hufflepuff common room.

Just find a picture of a silver bowl full of fruit, scratch the pear, and the pear will giggle and turn into a giant green doorknob that can be pulled open to enter the kitchen .

House-elves will satisfy almost any wizard's food needs.

With the respectful and warm farewell from the house elf, Sean walked out with the Winged Demon's breakfast.

The cocoon in his hand couldn't wait to tremble twice, and it looked like he was starving.

"Don't worry, I will find a place to let you out. If you are seen outside, the problem will be bigger."

The Winged Demon was very obedient when facing Sean. It calmed down its movements obediently. After a long time, it conveyed an idea.

"I think, look at that girl and have breakfast, okay?"

The corner of Sean's mouth twitched, and he sighed: "relying on this to eat?"

"Yes, it smells and tastes good." The Winged Demon became excited.

"no!"

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After the Winged Demon had finished breakfast, Sean walked straight to Professor Scamander's office. The two had made an appointment to meet today.

Before coming to the office, Sean knocked on the door, and it took a while for the back door to be opened.

Newt was wearing a suit vest with a lot of blades of grass stuck to the white shirt inside. His hair was a little messy, and there were beads of sweat on his forehead.

"Sorry for keeping you waiting, Wallup."

"No, you're too polite, sir." Sean responded with a smile.

Newt led him into the house and locked the office door with his backhand.

As soon as he entered the room, a familiar little figure grabbed onto Sean's trouser legs, the tree guard that day.

Sean smiled and took it into his hand, letting the little guy play on the swing with his fingers.

Newt took out his wand and waved it at the locked doorknob, a light flashing across the brass door lock.

"A small safeguard," Newt explained to Sean, and he pointed to the cauldron, "I forgot to introduce you to it last time. It's called Pickett, and he's a sticky little guy."

Pickett stuck out his tongue at Newt and scrambled onto Sean's shoulder.

"Oh, please." Newt spread his hands helplessly.

News suddenly came from the Winged Demon that Sean put in his inner pocket.

"I like this man very much, because he has a good taste, not just his brain."

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Sean laughed secretly, then asked curiously, "Sir, is this what you want?"

Newt strode up in front of him and put the suitcase next to him on the ground.

"Come on, you should like it." He opened the suitcase, and went straight in.

Sean stretched his head and glanced, a long inward ladder appeared in the suitcase, Newt had already descended to the ground and was waving at him.

Sean smiled involuntarily and immediately followed Newt's pace. UU reading www. uukanshu. com

Jumping off the escalator, his eyes widened instantly.

Centered on a two-storey workshop extending in all directions, deserts, snow, woods and other terrains are distributed around, and various magical animals wander leisurely inside.

"Wow..." Sean sighed unconsciously, which was more shocking than in the movie.

Newt brought up two iron links, then handed one to Sean.

"Come on, I think they'll like you." Newt led him outside.

As Newt expected, it was only the first time that the magical animals came here, but after seeing Sean, the magical beasts only hesitated a little and accepted his feeding.

Not only that, some low-risk magical creatures have crawled onto Sean like Pickett.

When he came out of the woods area, Sean was wearing five tree-guarding pots, two tree monkey frogs, a silent and evil **** on his left shoulder, and a row of chirping silence birds on his right shoulder. .

Even he was holding a thorn on his lap.

Even as expected, Newt sighed in surprise: "Mr. Wallop, the speed at which you become friends with magical animals is too enviable, you are a natural master of magical animals."

Sean smiled and stretched out his arms, letting the little guys play on it. Although it was a bit difficult, his smile was very bright.

"I seem to really like them, and, professor, if you don't mind, you can call me Sean."

"Okay, Sean."

While the two were talking, a roar came from a distance.

Newt shook his head helplessly: "Two endless guys... Sean, let's go, I have to persuade me to fight."

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