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Chapter 14 Attacking Newt!
Chapter 14 Attacking Newt!
"What made them here?" David repeated what Newt had said, puzzled.
"That's right!" Newt squatted on the ground, carefully searching for places that were not in harmony with the surrounding environment, "There are no booby birds in Dorset, so there must be some reason for them to appear here, and the booby birds live in groups. animals, but only 3 appear here."
David nodded half-understanding.
Then Newt seemed to have discovered something, observed carefully for a while, and waved to David, "David, follow!"
He took the lead in squatting towards a relatively dense bush and walked over.
David followed behind him step by step. Under the watering of the forest, the surrounding branches were thicker and denser, one layer after another.
Fortunately, Newt's figure is still tall compared to David, and David sticks tightly behind him, avoiding the torment of being hung up by these branches.
After walking through the bushes for a while, the surrounding bushes gradually became scarce. Through the gaps in the branches, David found that the surrounding trees became taller and more lush, and there was still sunlight shining through the leaves in front of them, but now there is nothing , making the air more humid, David felt like he was in a cold sauna.
Suddenly, Newt quickened his pace, pushed aside the branches in front of him, and walked a few steps outside the bushes.
He seemed to have forgotten that there was a child behind him.
Before David could react, the branch that Newt pushed back instantly bounced back and hit him in the face with a whoosh.
The pain caused him to squat on the ground and cover his face.
He didn't need to look at the heart-wrenching and burning feeling to know that there must be red marks everywhere.
If it doesn't dissipate when I go back, I must show grandma, what a great job grandpa has done!
David grinned, complaining about Newt frantically in his heart, and then swept his hands over the surrounding leaves, wet his hands with snow water, and then gently applied them to the places where the branches hit.
Feeling a little better, the coolness eased the burning pain a lot.
He pushed aside the surrounding branches vigorously, and hurried towards Newt's position with difficulty. He wanted to see what Newt had found, so he abandoned his grandson.
Outside the bushes, Newt was on all fours, kneeling on the ground, with his nose on the ground, sniffing back and forth for the scent left on the ground.
After sniffing for a while, Newt got up and stared blankly at one place, frowning so that his brows almost knit together.
"Grandpa, what's the matter?" David finally walked to Newt's side, his clothes were ripped frizzy by the branches.
Newt didn't reply. After staying for a while, he stretched out a finger and wiped it on the ground, then put it in his mouth and began to close his eyes to reflect and think.
David stood aside with no surprise, carefully scanning the surrounding environment back and forth.
He had seen this scene countless times, and Newt's sense of taste and smell seemed to be different from that of ordinary people.
He can separate the scents that only belong to magical animals among the many scents in nature, and he can be precise about which one.
This may be the charm of Master of Fantastic Beasts.
And when he did, it meant there were likely magical creatures nearby.
Sure enough, after reminiscing, Newt got up and made a silent motion towards David, and walked cautiously to the side.
After walking about 100-200 meters, David suddenly saw something crouching under a thick arched tree root not far away. not very clear.
He lifted his foot and took a few steps forward, trying to get a better look.
But Newt pulled him back again, pointed in the direction of the creature, then pointed to David, shook his head twice, meaning that the creature was too dangerous for you to go over.
He helped David to a slightly flat place, and there was a stone in front of him to protect him, so he could guard or run.
Then he gestured with sign language, opened his mouth and silently said to David: "You stay here, don't move around."
David nodded repeatedly to show that he knew.
After setting up David, Newt took out a small bottle containing some clear liquid.
He uncapped the bottle, turned it around, and put the bottle back in his bag.
After that, he walked towards the blurred figure lightly, when he was about to approach.
The figure stood up suddenly, landed on all fours, fixedly stared at Newt, and looked a little towards the lion from a distance.
Sweat soaked David's palms all of a sudden, and his whole heart was raised to his throat, not daring to breathe for fear of disturbing it.
Although Newt knows all kinds of animals very well, it doesn't mean that he won't make mistakes or get hurt!
Just one thing, Newt is a VIP at the St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries, the kind that is specially received by someone.
You can see how many times Newt has been injured because of Fantastic Beasts.
Newt stood there for a while, seeing that the figure was no longer moving, he bent down, propped his hands on the ground, lay down on the ground, tried his best to lower his posture, and even made a strange cry, like a lion's roar, but Mixed with a little sheep sound?
Grandpa was submitting to the animal, as he did last time.
It's just that I don't seem to have heard that cry before. Whose is it?
Looking at the scene in front of him, David thought in his heart.
The animals under the tree roots let down their guard a little bit, not as nervous as before, and they stopped staring at Newt all the time.
Seeing this, Newt lay on the ground and slowly moved over.
When he was almost above the root of the tree, the animal suddenly jumped out from the bottom of the tree root and reached the top of the root of the tree.
The light was much better in that position, allowing David to see more clearly.
It should be a lion, or a male lion, with long brown mane growing around its head, looking from the front, it looks a bit like a melon seed.
It's just that its tail seems to be much thicker than the average lion
And was seriously injured.
Watching the creature stumbling toward Newt.
David frowned slightly, he was still not sure about the origin of the animal.
The animal sniffed Newt repeatedly, finally identifying him.
Several times, it was even directly against Newt's neck. David couldn't help but clenched his fists, his heart was pounding, and kept praying for Newt, lest the animal would bite him.
Either David's prayers worked, or Newt's medicine was more effective.
After the animal finished sniffing Newt, it returned to the roots of the tree.
It was obvious that Newt's body relaxed immediately. He propped himself up on one hand and leaned against the tree beside him, panting silently for a few times.
David also slowed down. Every time Newt catches magical animals, it is so exciting. If this goes on, he guesses that even if Voldemort suddenly appears in front of him, he will be at peace.
After resting for a while, Newt slid to the bottom of the tree and fiddled with it for a while, when David heard a shout: "David, bring the magic carpet here."
David immediately released the magic carpet, controlled it to fly over, and did not dare to approach it together.
After a few minutes, Newt crawled out from the bottom of the tree and patted the dust and dirt on his body. The results became more and more dirty, and there were a few big handprints on the places that were not dirty.
Only then did he react, and he took out his wand and waved it, and the clothes became clean again.
After Newt walked over, David stared at the creature on the magic carpet in disbelief, seemingly frightened.
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"What made them here?" David repeated what Newt had said, puzzled.
"That's right!" Newt squatted on the ground, carefully searching for places that were not in harmony with the surrounding environment, "There are no booby birds in Dorset, so there must be some reason for them to appear here, and the booby birds live in groups. animals, but only 3 appear here."
David nodded half-understanding.
Then Newt seemed to have discovered something, observed carefully for a while, and waved to David, "David, follow!"
He took the lead in squatting towards a relatively dense bush and walked over.
David followed behind him step by step. Under the watering of the forest, the surrounding branches were thicker and denser, one layer after another.
Fortunately, Newt's figure is still tall compared to David, and David sticks tightly behind him, avoiding the torment of being hung up by these branches.
After walking through the bushes for a while, the surrounding bushes gradually became scarce. Through the gaps in the branches, David found that the surrounding trees became taller and more lush, and there was still sunlight shining through the leaves in front of them, but now there is nothing , making the air more humid, David felt like he was in a cold sauna.
Suddenly, Newt quickened his pace, pushed aside the branches in front of him, and walked a few steps outside the bushes.
He seemed to have forgotten that there was a child behind him.
Before David could react, the branch that Newt pushed back instantly bounced back and hit him in the face with a whoosh.
The pain caused him to squat on the ground and cover his face.
He didn't need to look at the heart-wrenching and burning feeling to know that there must be red marks everywhere.
If it doesn't dissipate when I go back, I must show grandma, what a great job grandpa has done!
David grinned, complaining about Newt frantically in his heart, and then swept his hands over the surrounding leaves, wet his hands with snow water, and then gently applied them to the places where the branches hit.
Feeling a little better, the coolness eased the burning pain a lot.
He pushed aside the surrounding branches vigorously, and hurried towards Newt's position with difficulty. He wanted to see what Newt had found, so he abandoned his grandson.
Outside the bushes, Newt was on all fours, kneeling on the ground, with his nose on the ground, sniffing back and forth for the scent left on the ground.
After sniffing for a while, Newt got up and stared blankly at one place, frowning so that his brows almost knit together.
"Grandpa, what's the matter?" David finally walked to Newt's side, his clothes were ripped frizzy by the branches.
Newt didn't reply. After staying for a while, he stretched out a finger and wiped it on the ground, then put it in his mouth and began to close his eyes to reflect and think.
David stood aside with no surprise, carefully scanning the surrounding environment back and forth.
He had seen this scene countless times, and Newt's sense of taste and smell seemed to be different from that of ordinary people.
He can separate the scents that only belong to magical animals among the many scents in nature, and he can be precise about which one.
This may be the charm of Master of Fantastic Beasts.
And when he did, it meant there were likely magical creatures nearby.
Sure enough, after reminiscing, Newt got up and made a silent motion towards David, and walked cautiously to the side.
After walking about 100-200 meters, David suddenly saw something crouching under a thick arched tree root not far away. not very clear.
He lifted his foot and took a few steps forward, trying to get a better look.
But Newt pulled him back again, pointed in the direction of the creature, then pointed to David, shook his head twice, meaning that the creature was too dangerous for you to go over.
He helped David to a slightly flat place, and there was a stone in front of him to protect him, so he could guard or run.
Then he gestured with sign language, opened his mouth and silently said to David: "You stay here, don't move around."
David nodded repeatedly to show that he knew.
After setting up David, Newt took out a small bottle containing some clear liquid.
He uncapped the bottle, turned it around, and put the bottle back in his bag.
After that, he walked towards the blurred figure lightly, when he was about to approach.
The figure stood up suddenly, landed on all fours, fixedly stared at Newt, and looked a little towards the lion from a distance.
Sweat soaked David's palms all of a sudden, and his whole heart was raised to his throat, not daring to breathe for fear of disturbing it.
Although Newt knows all kinds of animals very well, it doesn't mean that he won't make mistakes or get hurt!
Just one thing, Newt is a VIP at the St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries, the kind that is specially received by someone.
You can see how many times Newt has been injured because of Fantastic Beasts.
Newt stood there for a while, seeing that the figure was no longer moving, he bent down, propped his hands on the ground, lay down on the ground, tried his best to lower his posture, and even made a strange cry, like a lion's roar, but Mixed with a little sheep sound?
Grandpa was submitting to the animal, as he did last time.
It's just that I don't seem to have heard that cry before. Whose is it?
Looking at the scene in front of him, David thought in his heart.
The animals under the tree roots let down their guard a little bit, not as nervous as before, and they stopped staring at Newt all the time.
Seeing this, Newt lay on the ground and slowly moved over.
When he was almost above the root of the tree, the animal suddenly jumped out from the bottom of the tree root and reached the top of the root of the tree.
The light was much better in that position, allowing David to see more clearly.
It should be a lion, or a male lion, with long brown mane growing around its head, looking from the front, it looks a bit like a melon seed.
It's just that its tail seems to be much thicker than the average lion
And was seriously injured.
Watching the creature stumbling toward Newt.
David frowned slightly, he was still not sure about the origin of the animal.
The animal sniffed Newt repeatedly, finally identifying him.
Several times, it was even directly against Newt's neck. David couldn't help but clenched his fists, his heart was pounding, and kept praying for Newt, lest the animal would bite him.
Either David's prayers worked, or Newt's medicine was more effective.
After the animal finished sniffing Newt, it returned to the roots of the tree.
It was obvious that Newt's body relaxed immediately. He propped himself up on one hand and leaned against the tree beside him, panting silently for a few times.
David also slowed down. Every time Newt catches magical animals, it is so exciting. If this goes on, he guesses that even if Voldemort suddenly appears in front of him, he will be at peace.
After resting for a while, Newt slid to the bottom of the tree and fiddled with it for a while, when David heard a shout: "David, bring the magic carpet here."
David immediately released the magic carpet, controlled it to fly over, and did not dare to approach it together.
After a few minutes, Newt crawled out from the bottom of the tree and patted the dust and dirt on his body. The results became more and more dirty, and there were a few big handprints on the places that were not dirty.
Only then did he react, and he took out his wand and waved it, and the clothes became clean again.
After Newt walked over, David stared at the creature on the magic carpet in disbelief, seemingly frightened.
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(End of this chapter)
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