"Mr. Scamander, first time meeting, I'm Kain Pent. Thank you for helping me speak to Professor Dumbledore last time."
Halfway through Kain's words, he suddenly felt that Newt Scamander's eyes were a little strange. Newt didn't reply, just kept looking at him.
"Mr. Scamander?"
After hearing Kain's shout, Newt came back to his senses, looked at the cat lying on the ground beside him, smiled, and said to Kain, "Sorry, Mr. Pent, I'm getting old, often a little dazed."
"That's all right, but Mr. Scamander, you seem to be in very good spirits."
After a few polite exchanges between Kain and Newt, he led Kain to the fireplace in the living room, where black tea and snacks had been prepared in advance.
Newt Scamander's wife wasn't home, and they were the only ones in the house now.
Not long after sitting down, Newt asked, "Mr. Pent, I gather you must have other matters to discuss with me. Is it related to Dumbledore?"
"This time, it has nothing to do with Professor Dumbledore. It's a personal matter."
Kain smiled and continued, "Among the people I know, only Mr. Scamander knows the Romanian Dragon Training Farm, so I would like to ask you to recommend it to me."
"Romanian Dragon Farm?" Newt asked.
Kain nodded and said, "Yes, I want to contract all the dragon materials produced by the Romanian Dragon Training Farm, so I hope you can introduce me to the people there."
"It turns out that the Romanian Dragon Training Farm does sell a lot of fire dragon materials every year. Taming a fire dragon is not an easy task, and it consumes a lot every year. The support provided by the Ministry of Magic in various countries is not enough for the dragon training farm. That's why Bill decided to sell some fire dragon materials as supplies for the dragon training ground."
Scamander slowly introduced the situation of the dragon training farm. He mentioned that Bill was probably the manager of the dragon training farm.
The managers of the Romanian Dragon Training Farm are not easily chosen. They have to not only prevent the dragons from running wild but also face dark wizards poaching the dragons.
Insufficient funds have always been a headache for the dragon training facilities in Romania.
After hearing about the Romanian Dragon Training Farm, Kain nodded thoughtfully and said, "If that's the case, Mr. Scamander, maybe I can help them solve some of their problems."
"If Bill hears the news, he will definitely be happy. I'll accompany you there. I can find someone I know and apply for the International Floo Network," Scamander said with a smile.
"Thank you then, Mr. Scamander."
Hearing that he agreed, Kain should have been happy, but he always felt something strange in Scamander's eyes. After taking a sip of black tea, Kain couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Scamander, is there anything strange about me?"
Scamander's cloudy eyes lit up for a moment, and he immediately replied, "Yes, did you find out too?"
Kain almost choked when he heard this. He had been polite, but didn't expect Scamander to take it seriously.
"My cat has a special intuition. It doesn't display special behaviors toward powerful wizards; it only acts like this after facing those powerful magical creatures."
Scamander pointed to the cat that was still lying on the ground with its head sunken, as if it were about to bury its entire furry head in the carpet.
"Could it be asleep?"
After Kain finished speaking, Scamander took out his wand and lightly tapped the cat on the head with a magic spell. After being tapped, the cat just poked its head slightly and then sank back down.
"..."
"It's amazing, Mr. Pent. Even if Dumbledore wanted to touch it, he could only get a paw, but it showed submission to you? Yes, it should be submission."
Scamander withdrew his wand and continued to look at Kain with great interest.
"Well, Mr. Scamander, I think I know the reason, and I can tell you about it."
After Kain finished speaking, he snapped his fingers, and the snacks on the table floated toward him before falling into his hands.
"I'm not a squib anymore. I used the blood of the phoenix and the fire dragon, which allows me to use magic and gain more powerful magical abilities. Hehe, I can only say that your cat has very keen senses—others can't see the magic in me at all."
After finishing his explanation, Kain used another levitation spell to lift the cat from the ground to his lap, then slowly stroked its long hair.
"Casting spells without a wand, and silent spells. Even the most powerful Aurors rarely do both. Mr. Pent, your spellcasting talent is comparable to that of some powerful goblins."
Scamander shook his head and said, "If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed this. And the blood of fire dragons and phoenixes, you say? My feeling just now wasn't wrong."
'The young man in front of me really gives off the feeling of Fantastic Beasts.'
Using the cat was just an excuse for Scamander. He wanted to confirm his feelings. After decades of working with magical animals, his knowledge of them was likely the most extensive in the British magical world.
The moment he saw Kain, Scamander had this feeling. Then he got the answer he wanted through step-by-step inquiries during their conversation.