The Transformers at Hogwarts

224 Thunderbird
Allen soon meets the owner of the voice.

The owner of the voice is a hale and hearty old man with a thin body. His hair is all white and well-groomed, and he has no beard. His eyes do not have the cloudy eyes of old people. Smart light, just like a young man.

A sniff was lying on his shoulder, looking at Alan curiously. It kept sniffing the air with its nose, as if smelling anything it liked on Alan.

The owner of the voice showed a gentle smile, giving people a feeling of spring breeze, which made Allen feel good.

Allen knew that this was Newt Scamander, the owner of Scamander Manor and a magizoologist.

Allen bowed deeply, "Excuse me, Mr. Scamander!" He said it succinctly, and now he has to pay attention to the mandrake blade in his mouth.

"Son, stay here with peace of mind! Tina and I welcome you very much." Mr. Scamander gently helped Alan up.

He looked at Alan's hands curiously. Alan got two crab claws at random today.

"Sure enough, being famous is not as good as meeting. I have always heard about your magic, but when I actually saw you, I still couldn't help but marvel at the magic of magic." Mr. Scamander said gently.

"Mr. Scamander, I will leave this child to you. I have to return to Hogwarts, and I will come back the night after tomorrow." Professor McGonagall also spoke.

"Okay, don't worry if Alan is with me!" Mr. Scamander seemed to be familiar with Professor McGonagall.

Allen also waved goodbye to Professor McGonagall.

After a burst of green flames, Professor McGonagall disappeared into the fireplace.

At this time, an old woman carrying a fruit plate entered the living room. Alan's appearance caused a trace of surprise in her eyes, but she quickly controlled it.

"This is my wife Tina, and this is Alan Phoenix who is coming to our house for a while." Mr. Scamander introduced cheerfully.

"Hello!" Allen said briefly.

"You are the Alan who is going to perform the Animagus ceremony? I didn't expect you to be so young." Mrs. Scamander said in surprise, "You can rest assured, Newt and I like it best Young man."

Allen nodded quickly, and he recognized Mrs. Scamander's American accent.

"Relax." Mr. Scamander put his hand gently on Allen's shoulder, "Just treat this as your home."

The tension in Allen's heart had long since disappeared, and he knew that the Scamanders were sincerely treating him well.

Then Mr. Scamander took Allen to his room and asked him to rest for a while.

Allen only had time to observe the surrounding environment at this time. This is an ordinary bedroom on the second floor. The decoration is very ordinary, but it reveals the breath of life.

There are some loving decorations about magical animals on the wall, and there are several pots of flowers blooming on the windowsill, although it is already winter.

Then Allen felt something was wrong. He was surprised to find that the sky outside was dark, and it was only three o'clock in the afternoon.

Just when he was wondering, a huge bolt of lightning flashed outside, illuminating his room and his face.

He hurriedly opened the window and poked his head out, only to find that the outside was covered with dark clouds, as if the city was covered by black clouds
At the next moment, a huge lightning flashed again, and this time Alan keenly noticed a beautiful creature shuttling through the dark clouds.

Its golden feathers are particularly conspicuous in the dark clouds. It has three pairs of wings and a long tail, golden beak and golden eyes, and electric light is faintly shining among its feathers.

It shuttles through the dark clouds, and there are constant lightning and rumbling thunders as it passes
Then a drop of crystal rain fell on Alan's forehead, and after a while it started to rain heavily. Alan quickly closed the window and drew the curtains.

It rained heavily all night and stopped at dawn the next morning, and the Scamanders prepared Alan a hearty breakfast.

Allen was surprised to find that there was a Muggle TV in the living room, which was broadcasting a news program. The content of the program was an apology for the false report of yesterday's weather.

"Tina and I have no prejudice against ordinary humans, and we like their creations very much." Mr. Scamander put down the newspaper and said to Allen, "I will take you around the manor after dinner."

Alan nodded and sat down, and he finished eating with his special tableware under the surprised eyes of the Scamanders.

Today's weather is clear and cloudless. Although it has entered winter, many plants in Scamander Manor are still green.

"Looks like Frank did a good job yesterday," said Mr. Scamander with a shrug. "Frank is the Thunderbird you saw yesterday," Mr. Scamander added.

Mr. Scamander is taking Allen to visit the manor. The main building of Scamander Manor is a two-story English-style red brick building, which occupies less than one-twentieth of the entire manor area. The rest of the game is arranged into different environmental areas, and all kinds of magical creatures live in these areas.

Allen roughly counted and found that there are more magical creatures here than outside the Forbidden Forest.

In addition, he also discovered that Scamander Manor was built on an inaccessible cliff by the sea.

"My magical creatures are not dangerous at all!" Mr. Scamander said to Allen.

Allen looked at the huge poisonous horned beast walking in the manor, and thought to himself: I believe you are a ghost.

Allen, with the leaves in his mouth, didn't want to move around more, so he simply visited and went back to rest.

The good weather lasted until the third day, and Professor McGonagall came to Scamander Manor in the evening.

They waited quietly for the full moon to rise, and the Scamanders accompanied them.

Soon the moon appeared in the sky, and it gently sprinkled some cool light on the earth.

The group of them came to the edge of the cliff by the sea, where a big tree grew alone.

"Spit it out!" said Professor McGonagall.

Allen carefully spat out the leaf that had been in his mouth for a month, and gently held it in his hand. The moonlight shone on the leaf, and the leaf gave off a stronger light than a month ago.

He looked at the glowing leaf in his hand, feeling mixed feelings in his heart. He paid a high price for this day, but it was all worth it.

Thinking back on his experience of a month, he suddenly felt the urge to cry.

"Very good, not damaged at all, qualified." Professor McGonagall said softly, and she handed Alan a crystal vial.

Allen filled it with saliva and put the mandrake blade in.
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