Pickett jumped onto the branch, and then used the students' heads as a springboard to quickly fly towards the target.

"Oh, my hair!"

"Oh, my!"

After a small commotion, the Bowtruckle finally calmed down.

Everyone else turned their attention to the suddenly excited little tree man, and saw that Pickett was clinging to a student, constantly climbing up and down on him, and from time to time he even got into the bag of his robe to search for it.

Sean smiled and picked up Pickett in his hand: "I'm here for class, Pickett, you should cooperate with Professor Scamander's teaching."

Pickett's pointed fingers sprouted green buds and went into Sean's pocket to rummage around, making sure there were no sluts inside before taking it back with regret.

It stuck out its tongue at Sean and made a sharp but funny sound.

"I miss you, you don't love me anymore."

Then he stepped on one head after another and returned to Newt's hands under the surprised eyes of the students.

Pickett climbed onto Newt's palm, corrected the position of Newt's fingers, and then stood motionless.

It acted as if it hadn't been moved just now.

Sean laughed when he saw it. This little guy has been following Newt for too long. Now he is no longer afraid of people, and his brain is much better than before.

Sean's junior [Beast Whisperer] can already understand its general meaning.

Newt shook his head helplessly and looked at the students: "This is another characteristic of the Bowtruckle. This magical animal that guards trees is usually calm and extremely shy, but if you can establish a good relationship with it, it will

He will be clingy and naughty."

Pickett seemed dissatisfied with Newt's "naughty" comment and turned around and spat at Newt.

The students burst into laughter.

Newt also laughed indifferently: "Students, remember, although Bowtruckles are generally gentle magical animals, each one has a different personality, just like us wizards. By the way, Bowtruckles

The hunchback's saliva is actually tree sap - Oh, oh, Pickett, stop spitting, there are many people, so you have to be polite."

It took two plump bumpkins for Newt to calm down Pickett's temper. He let the little guy climb onto his shoulders, and then led the students into the woods.

"Come on, kids, as the first lesson, I think it will be more exciting for you to get up close and personal with these lovely creatures."

As they walked in, bowtruckles of different sizes began to poke their heads out of the trees.

Maintaining a slightly further distance, Newt asked: "Who can tell me the key points of dealing with Bowtruckles?"

Hermione and Sean raised their hands at the same time.

"Mr. Wallop."

Sean moved closer to a tree nearby: "The Bowtruckle has a very small body. As far as I know, the Forbidden Forest is a huge habitat. They often use their body color to hide in the trees.

They will show off easily. They all came out today. I think Professor Scamander is very familiar with these little guys."

It may also have something to do with your affinity with magical animals.

He continued: "Although gentle in temperament, if the tree it lives in is threatened, it will leap down and pounce on the logger or tree repair expert who is trying to destroy its home, using its long and sharp claws.

Fingers digging into their eyes. If a wizard offered a bastard to a Bowtruckle, it would soothe it for a long time so that he or she could take wood from the tree and make a wand - and, yes, fairy eggs too.

Bowtruckles like food, but don’t feed them too much, as they are prone to vomiting milk, or sap.”

"Of course, there is another requirement for dealing with Bowtruckles, or in other words, this point is common to dealing with all magical animals - that is sincerity."

Sean slowly stretched out his hand. On the tree next to him, a dark green Bowtruckle looked at him for a while, then after a moment of hesitation, it gently jumped into his palm.

"Show your kindness sincerely. Magical animals are often more sensitive than humans." He smiled and stretched out his finger, and the Bowtruckle grabbed the finger and started playing with Sean.

Newt clapped his hands and threw a rogue to Sean. After the Bowtruckle began to enjoy the food happily, he continued: "Mr. Wallop is right. Dealing with magical animals, all kinds of targets."

Characteristics, habitual behavior are very helpful, and a sincere heart is essential. Twenty points to Ravenclaw."

Then, Hagrid brought over a big iron bucket, which was full of tumbleweeds.

"Come on, let's each take two turtles and try to feed the little guys here."

With Sean's demonstration, the other students became enthusiastic all of a sudden. They crowded forward to receive their 'snacks'. Even the students who were afraid of bugs looked at the black bugs in the hands of their companions with curiosity and worry.

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"Come on, come forward one by one." Newt greeted.

"Yes, that's right. Look into the Bowtruckle's eyes and don't show concern about its sharp fingers. As long as you don't mess around, it will never hurt you."

"Yes, first spread your hands, express your goodwill with a rustic, and slowly pass it over..."

"Very well, after it accepts your first gift, you can try to let it climb onto your palm."

Newt's teaching level far exceeds that of the clumsy Hagrid and the grumpy Professor Kettleburn. He is very methodical when teaching, always with a smile on his face, and he can answer students' questions in a timely and detailed manner.

answer.

Soon, everyone understood why Professor Scamander, who had served for less than two years, quickly won the love of the students.

However, some careful students found that although the Bowtruckle in their palms was very gentle, it would turn its head and look at its companions from time to time, and then look in a certain direction together.

That's Sean's direction.

At this time, Sean's ears were filled with the random thoughts of the Bowtruckles.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "The country turtle smells so good." Bowtruckle A.

"There are a lot of stupid people today, but there is one person who is better than a country bumpkin." Bowtruckle B.

"Isn't it better to be a rustic?" Bowtruckle C retorted.

"No distinction between up and down, no distinction between top and bottom." Bowtruckle D said.

Bowtruckle E, lying in Sean's hand, crossed his legs and sunbathed comfortably: "It's cool..."

"I also want to try..."

"I also want to try..."

"I also want to try..."

The bowtruckles were a little jealous of their companions.

"The hibiscus smells so good... ah? Let me try it too?" Bowtruckle A.

Newt was leading a timid girl close to a Bowtruckle.

"Yes, slowly stretch out your hand and spread your palms flat... Don't worry, come on, try it. It's very simple. This one's temper is much stronger than that of my Pickett - oh, Pickett pricked me especially!"

At this time, exclamations suddenly sounded from the crowd.

Newt quickly looked back and saw Sean jumping up and down in the crowd.

Most of the bowtruckles in the whole forest jumped on Sean's body as if they had been agreed upon, and they hung on Sean like branches.

Some were swinging on Sean's robe and earlobes, some were lying in a large area to bask in the sun, and some even crawled into Sean's clothes, and then got scared and came out to hug Sean for comfort——

Dave still lives in the inner pocket.

Newt, who was also able to initially communicate with magical animals, heard the Bowtruckles sigh: "It smells so good..."

"It scares me to death. It scares me to death. There's such a big bug inside! ... Can it be eaten?"

Sean, who was being grabbed by the Bowtruckle, was jumping in pain: "Hey, man, don't scratch my ears, your fingers, your fingers are too sharp... Little guy, you can't drill there!... You! Don't lick it! It's itchy."

Hahahahaha——"

Newt: "..."

He held his forehead helplessly, and sure enough, as he expected, in the end it was because of Sean's accident.

However, after the rather funny episode, only Sean was tortured enough.

He stayed away from the woods and wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Sometimes you can't stand being too enthusiastic..."

Newt smiled and shook his head: "It seems that before each class, I have to discuss it with the magical animals that will be taught."

"Please still do this!"

The two chatted and laughed for a while, and when no one was around, Sean turned the topic to the magical animals he saw in Selma.

"A magical animal you haven't seen before?" Newt became interested.

Sean kept running to his office. He had basically read all his graphic notes, including the new version of "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them" that had not yet been released.

After doing this, the other party actually has a completely unseen magical animal?

Sean nodded and gave Newt a detailed description of what he saw: "I can't see clearly in my head. It has a body similar to that of an elk, with the tail of an Eastern dragon. By the way, the scales on its body don't seem to be the same color.

.”

Newt held his chin up and thought: "From the ancient east?"

"right."

"There are indeed many unique magical animals there, many of which I have never understood in depth. However, after hearing your description, there is only one creature in my mind that looks like this... Well, you can tell from the photos

Is there any bamboo in that forest area?"
To be continued...