[ Note: In many chapters, I would've mentioned a creature named Firetrail Snail, but now I found out while browsing about magical creatures that the one that mentioned there is Blast-Ended Skrewt, not Firetrail Snail which I originally thought of, so... sorry.]
"Hey, Newt." Felix addressed the busy figure, "Got anything?"
"I'm not certain." Newt straightened up from his chair, and hastily jotted down a few notes, before staring at a few "big scorpions" rampaging in the glass case, and said hesitantly, "Hagrid called it Blast-Ended Skrewt? It seems to be grumpy, is it in heat? Some creatures in heat will become dumb in the head ... some people too."
"No one can say for sure, this creature only appeared in existence less than a year ago, no one can figure out its habits." Felix said, "Originally Hagrid was taking care of them, but he has some errand to run, so he handed me the last few before he left. He's also keen to get your opinion."
"It will take some time to observe." Newt stared intently at the glass container, "It is essential to confirm that the Blast-Ended Skrewt can reproduce stably under natural conditions, which is the first priority - otherwise they will just disappear in history - there are too many examples of human intervention in the creation of new species, and most of them ended in failure, and Hagrid didn't let magic get involved, which is good, so there is a possibility of stable existence - I think I should build a field, your magic has been constraining them."
He looked up with an impatient expression and jumped to his feet.
"Build it sturdy," Felix reminded him, "I've never seen a docile Blast-Ended Skrewt before, they just don't seem to have an organ called brain."
Newt nodded.
Felix held Valen and looked at a ball of spiny cocoon with her, that dangled above their heads.
As they watched, the spiny cocoon suddenly unfurled into some sort of giant butterfly-like reptile with a pair of skeletal wings and a terrifying bat-like appearance, that hung upside down and stared at them, startling Valen in his arms.
The next second, it retracted.
"Swooping Evil shrink themselves into a spiny cocoon when not flying, this one isn't that dangerous, but you better not get too close, Norris is a little shy." Newt said with a dark smile.
"Kee?" Valen startled and patted her small chest.
"Norris, that's his name." Newt repeated, "Just like you're Niffler, but has a name Valen." He looked over at Felix, "I can't believe she's already learned to write, it's a little ugly, but ... uh, it's an excellent improvement, it reminds me of my brother." His last sentence was nearly a whisper.
Felix gazed at the curled-up Swooping Evil and couldn't help but smack his lips, "Valen looks better." Valen also didn't want to look like that. "So you trained it?" He suddenly thought of something and asked curiously, "This thing is quite dangerous in the wild."
Newt showed a reminiscent expression.
"I once had a Swooping Evil that helped me a lot, and Norris is his offspring."
"I see," Felix nodded, as he asked quietly, "I guess that Swooping Evil helped you catch Grindelwald?"
"Oh, hm-" Newt looked at him, "Headmaster Dumbledore told you that?"
"No, my source is an Ilvermorny School's teaching assistant." Felix explained, "He told me that there is a statue of a Swooping Evil in the halls of the Magical Congress of the United States of America, near the courtroom ... The inscription on the stone slab states, ' It has assisted in defeating the source of the unrest. "
"The statue is said to have been placed there by Seraphina Picquery, the President of the Magical Congress of the United States of America, which, combined with the context of the time, leads me to speculate so." He added.
Newt dropped his hands and fell into a distant memory, "I can't reveal more - it involves Headmaster Dumbledore. But so far, what you've said is correct."
"What kind of man was Grindelwald?" Felix asked keenly, "I don't suppose that's forbidden?"
"Oh, uh, not really ... he was very arrogant, or confident ... and charismatic, although I don't really like him... "Newt's voice trailed off, and only now he looked like an old man approaching a hundred years old.
Two days later, Felix offered his farewell.
" Hello Blaze, you're here too." Felix said to the Demiguise next to Newt, which had revealed its form today and looked like a sloth in appearance. Felix handed it an apple.
"Are you done with your research?" Newt asked.
"Done, quite a bit faster than I thought." Felix said satisfactorily, "I guess it might be because I actively abandoned some of the targets, after all, the Erumpent and the Mooncalf are not very suitable ..."
And the appearance is not that good either.
" I wonder if I can ask," Newt showed an intrigued expression, "you said to me before that you wanted to observe the structure of magical creatures, using magic - that word is 'scan'?" He glanced at Felix, who nodded at him.
"Well - scanning with magic, to be honest, I don't really understand it, it sounds like the process of getting familiar with creatures for Self-Transfiguration ..."
"You're right." Felix said with a faint smile.
"Is it really Self-Transfiguration? But should not ah, the general transfiguration can only change the appearance of magical creatures, and it is impossible to demonstrate their essence, even the high-level Animagus rituals only removed some of the flaws ... "Newt muttered to himself for a while.
"Even Headmaster Dumbledore also - wait, I seem to have seen a similar instance, but not a full transfiguration, with only a minimal alteration on the skin, I always thought it is magic that I did not know."
Newt's eyes shone brightly, staring at Felix with an insatiable desire to learn.
"Can you really do that, can I see it?"
"Of course, it would be my honour to show this skill to the world's greatest Magizoologist."
Valen stood at the table and looked at Felix with equal anticipation. Even though she had seen it in advance, she still felt amazed, what kind of species is the Great Demon King going to change? The Demiguise that is nibbling on the fruit at the side suddenly opens its eyes wide and the fruit fell to the floor - it had already seen the next scene.
Felix tilted his head, gazed at his fingers with a cautious gaze, and began to cast a Self-Transfiguration spell. Strange sensations spread throughout his body. His body seemed to melt, his hands began to shrink and blend into the sides of his body, his torso and neck continued to elongate, and a pair of blue wings broke through his clothes like a curved blade and spread out from his back ... Felix felt a warmth instead of pain; there is no internal panic, only peace --because he knew what the goal of the transfiguration is, and also knew that his body can adapt to this degree of change.
He is a magical being.
Felix lowered his head, but his body swelled rapidly, towering higher than Newt. The blue, bird-like head is about the same size as the Demiguise, towering over those present, his field of vision shifted slightly making it possible to easily see the rivers, caves, and plains further away.
Tall and brightly feathered, his body length exceeded one hundred feet.
He turned into an Occamy.
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