The next thing is relatively simple.
Newt hesitated and approached the bag toxins leopard, he used his cheeks and scratched the bag of venomous leopard forearm, and the bag of venomous leopard hesitated for a few seconds, it lowered the head as half the size of Newt so huge also scratched Newt's cheeks. almost Newt to drive outside.
Both parties seem to have established the most basic trust.
The bag toxins leopard continued to play with the stone egg Newt had given it, and taking advantage of this opportunity, Newt secretly injected the medication he was holding in his other hand into his mouth, and then gradually approached the bag toxins leopard's injured shoulder. Finally, his lips touched the exposed flesh, and slowly, the medication in his mouth sprayed onto the wound.
This surprised the bag of venomous leopard, which was delighted with the stone egg. But soon after, it narrowed its eyes and let out a contented roar, obviously feeling very comfortable with Newt's potion.
It turned its head and used its head to bump Newt again, then it wrapped its front paws tightly around the stone egg, and even yawned, resting its head on its paws before slowly closing its eyes.
Splashing
A gentle breeze blows, and the leaves rustle with the wind, making a sound that is comforting and relaxing.
Amostat blinked, looking at the sachet of venomous leopard who fell asleep like this speechless.
Dammit, if he had this ability earlier, the orphanage might have even built skyscrapers.
Bang!
Amostat brought three cat-like phantoms to the ground and waved his hand to dissipate the fire network, returning everything around him to normal.
Newt pulled out a pile of bottles and jars to tend to the sachet of venomous leopard's wounds. Under his care, the wound on the leopard's shoulder healed visibly, and Amostat subconsciously wanted to get closer to observe and learn.
But as he approached to a certain distance, the sleeping sachet of venomous leopard suddenly let out an impatient snort, seeming to show signs of waking up.
"Oh, don't get close, Mr. Bairn, just stay there--"
Newt quickly gestured to Amostat, speaking seriously.
"This weak little guy doesn't like you very much."
This sachet of venomous leopard is neither weak nor a little guy – Amostat silently grumbles in his heart, but still follows the advice of the professional and stays at a certain distance.
"What is that stone egg?"
But Amostat does feel curious about this knowledge he doesn't understand.
"The egg of Titia's carnivore."
Newt was concentrating on healing the sachet of venomous leopard while also answering Amostata's question.
"The bag toxins leopard is an arrogant, solitary creature, Mr. Bairn. This means that in their childhood, they don't have many playmates, and naturally, not many animals can withstand their playfulness. So, generally speaking, the bag toxins leopard mother will give her child Titia's golden beast egg as a toy, which is the hardest eggshell among all known magical creatures."
And the egg of the golden beast will emit a scent that wizards cannot smell, but this scent is very wonderful and can relieve the bag toxins leopard's nervous tension caused by its own toxins.
Of course, it's not easy to find such eggs, as both Muggles and wizards are all over the place looking for gold mines, and the golden beasts survive on that."
Amostata thought for a moment before raising his eyebrows.
"But I didn't see any introduction about this in 'Where Are All the Fantastic Beasts?'"
"Yes, there is."
Newt twisted his neck and said,
"Before the seventeenth edition of 'Where Are All the Fantastic Beasts?', this point was always included, but then I found that I shouldn't have written it down for both the golden beast and the bag toxins leopard. Wizards and gnomes will capture the golden beasts to find gold mines for them, while wizards will use golden beast eggs to confuse the bag toxins leopard. So, after consulting Tina's opinion, I deleted this point in the revision of the eighteenth edition, hmm"
Finally, Newt had finished treating the sachet of venomous leopard's injuries. He gently patted the head of the sleeping leopard and slowly stepped back.
"It seems to need a rest of two days to recover its spirit."
Newt's forehead shows a trace of fatigue, after all, he is an old man of a hundred years old. The just dance in 'awkwardness' is really a little strenuous for him.
"So--"
The three cat-like phantoms leaped from Amostata's shoulders and the top, landing back on Newt's body. Newt played with Hobie's nose, speaking seriously.
"I want you to keep this a secret, understand? Don't tell Tina what happened today. Since I twisted my waist last time, she doesn't let me interact with unfamiliar magical creatures anymore. Well, I can't make her believe that they're not dangerous; they just don't know how to deal with wizards. If we show them friendlier, it wouldn't be a problem. Particularly you, Hobie. I know you love to snitch."
Watching the elderly wizard speak seriously to the cat-like phantoms in front of him, Amostata somewhat understood. During a casual chat after dinner with Dumbledore once, Dumbledore's evaluation of Newt--a very pure wizard.
"So, I guess I don't have to go through the trouble of introducing myself, right?"
Newt extended his hand to Amostata.
"Mr. Hobie told me that you know I sent it to snoop around in the Blind Pig Pub. Well, I can explain that. Around half a century ago, I had a misunderstanding with the owner of the Blind Pig Pub. Since then, Tina and I have not been allowed in there, but you know, if you want to find out anything here, Nalak is the best choice."
Amostata smiled slightly at Newt and shook his hand.
"Yes, Mr. Scamander, I can feel the familiar magic from Hobie. An old friend. As I know, it's temporarily staying with you."
Newt was a bit confused, but after a few seconds, he came back to his senses.
"Oh yes, that's right. It's like that. He's probably the least friendly magical creature I've ever met. He's been solitary for so long, he doesn't know how to interact with people--"
Newt looked at Amostata with a clear gaze.
"I understand what Harry meant. He said you're the most astute wizard he's ever seen."
The friendship between Dumbledore and Newt Scamander is well-known. Dumbledore's ability to defeat Grindelwald's conspiracy and power could not have been achieved without the help of this magical creature expert in front of him.
"Is that so?"
Amostata smiled softly and asked in an interested manner,
"Did Dumbledore say anything else about me?"
"Right before you came to New York, Albus had written me a letter, telling me that you would come here. He reminded me to be careful."
"Be careful?"
"Albus said that wherever you go, there's never going to be peace; there will usually be some unexpected situation."
Newt's corner of his mouth twitched as he looked at the sleeping bag toxins leopard.
"Oh, it's not my fault. I came here to help."
Amostata laughed. He didn't expect Dumbledore to have such an evaluation of himself, but thinking about it, it does fit the situation pretty well.
"Albus knew I was here investigating the disappearance of magical creatures, and he told me that if I needed help, I could come to you. You would provide assistance. Of course, I did have to see you, Amostata, because it had something to do with our magical animal friend."
Is it about the Serpent?
Just as Amostata was about to ask what was going on, a large group of wizards rushed into his magical energy detection area, and many Aurors flew over low on brooms, quickly approaching them.
And Newt also noticed the commotion over there, he interrupted the topic,
"Perhaps we should discuss this at a more appropriate time, Amostata. Tonight, I and you both are likely to be too busy."
Newt sighed and looked at the sachet of venomous leopard, thinking about how to persuade the American Ministry of Magic Safety to let him temporarily take care of it, and then send it back to its hometown. If it fell into the hands of the Ministry, those rough wizards would only lock it in a cage, considering the damage it caused to the muggle world tonight. In fact, there was even a possibility that the Ministry might execute this little girl.
"That's right."
Amostata exhaled calmly and said, glancing at Amelia's wand, acknowledging that there was still much to attend to for him.
(This chapter is over)
