The Legend of Harry Potter Schoolmaster

Look at the dark tombstone.

And the white-haired old man who bowed his head and stood in front of the tombstone.

Jon suddenly felt a sense of sadness for him.

Dumbledore placed the flowers in front of the tombstone, and then he stepped back slowly and bowed deeply towards the tombstone.

Jon followed his movements and saluted towards the tombstone.

"Nick Lemay and I are friends!" Dumbledore said: "I was just a young man in his twenties at the time, and he was already a famous alchemist... He was both my mentor and mine. Best friend; together we caught a huge Ukrainian iron-bellied dragon, together we discovered twelve uses for dragon blood, together we published that shocking paper…”

Dumbledore recalled quietly.

"He has helped me a lot over the years...although I know very well that he has always been a quiet man; All kinds of accidents made me have to turn to him for help..."

"A year ago, he told me that he wanted to leave this world... You must know that for an alchemist like him, it was entirely up to him to decide his own life and death... At that time, my emotions can be described as complete loss; I There are very few former friends left, and another one is leaving!"

Jon made no attempt to interrupt Dumbledore's recollection, but nodded silently.

"Jon, when I was young, I also lost myself because of strength and power." Dumbledore said suddenly with a serious face: "But only later did I know; family... love... friendship... It's the most precious thing in the world."

"I see, Professor!" Jon whispered. "I'll remember your words."

...

They stayed in the cemetery for a long time.

Jon suddenly realized that after these few hours, his fear and hostility towards Dumbledore seemed to be disintegrating little by little.

If there is another Boggart in front of him, it is very likely that he will not become Dumbledore.

I have to say, if you don't count people... Albus Dumbledore is indeed a kind, even a little lovely old man.

"Professor, where are we going now?" Jon looked at his watch and unknowingly, it was almost 11 o'clock.

He just remembered that today is his birthday.

What a happy birthday; a patriotic education, a trip to the worst prison in Britain, and a funeral at the end.

"I'm so sorry to interrupt your birthday, Jon!" Dumbledore said with a smile. "I think I can take you home soon!"

"Dumbledore...Professor Dumbledore!" An old voice suddenly came from a distance.

"Oh my God!" Dumbledore looked back, beaming.

Jon saw a scruffy old man, two old ladies, and a child about his grade, rushing towards him.

Dumbledore hugged the sloppy old man: "Newt, my friend... I think you should also come to pay homage to Nicholas..."

"Yeah!" Newt Scamander nodded: "In Paris, Mr. Flamel helped me and my brother a lot."

"Introduce me!" Newt pointed to the few around him: "My wife Tina; her sister Queenie Kowalski; and my youngest grandson Rove."

The two old ladies are very old, one of them looks kinder, the other has a sad face.

And the little boy who looked about the same age as Jon, smiled kindly at Jon, and Jon nodded immediately in response.

"In two months, Rove will also be a freshman at Hogwarts... I hope he gets assigned to Hufflepuff." Newt pointed to his youngest grandson and said to Dumbledore.

"I don't think I can be of much help... This is Jon Hart!" Dumbledore patted Jon on the shoulder. "It's a coincidence that he's a little Hufflepuff."

"Hufflepuff?" Newt looked suddenly interested: "I was there to study... It's a pity that I was expelled in fifth grade."

"Phineas Black later thought it was the biggest mistake of his life!" laughed Dumbledore.

Newt also smiled: "I also remember the nasty face of Principal Black."

The two elders, Dumbledore and Newt Scamander, began to chat.

Jon thought for a moment before finally pulling his wand from his waist.

Taking advantage of a gap in the conversation, he opened his mouth and said, "Mr. Scamander... I have a question for you?"

"Oh?" Newt turned to look at him. "About Fantastic Beasts?"

"Yes!" Jon nodded: "I don't know if you know Iron Eater, Mr. Ollivander said that my wand core is the down of Iron Eater... I checked it in the library for a long time, but I didn't find it. can find relevant content.”

In fact, Jon did read a lot of books about magical animals, and there are very few descriptions of iron-eating beasts, except for a rough introduction, it is a kind of Chinese magical beast with powerful charm... ... now that he has a rare encounter with a master of Fantastic Beasts, he feels he should take this opportunity.

"Iron-eating beasts!" Newt pondered, "I remember... I observed them up close in Sichuan when I traveled the world in 1925..."

"Iron-eating beasts are very powerful magical animals. If they are graded according to their magical abilities and dangers, they can be graded at least 4X!" Newt explained: "Of course, you may not understand the classification of magical animals."

"Generally speaking, magical animals with powerful magic and high aggressiveness are classified to the highest 5X level, such as basilisks, giant griffins, and the most ferocious ones among fire dragons, such as the Hungarian tree peaks. Dragons and Ukrainian iron-bellied dragons; and magical animals with powerful magic but not high aggression can only be classified as 4X at most, such as phoenixes, diggers or thunderbirds."

"Fantastic animals above the 4X level basically have more than 95% of the magical abilities of wizards." Newt added: "But the iron-eating beast is still a magical animal with extremely high intelligence, which is quite rare among magical animals. land."

"Iron-eating beasts are very friendly to wizards and ordinary people. They rarely attack humans, and they seem to be very docile magical animals."

"But the aggression of iron-eating beasts is not high, limited to intelligent creatures such as humans; for those non-intelligent animals (whether magical animals or not) that intrude into their territory, iron-eating beasts will display their terrible power."

"In Lijiang, I saw with my own eyes a rhino that broke into the iron-eating beast's lair, and was shattered by the palm of an adult iron-eating beast... And the rhino was still affected by charm magic before it died. , still feels that the iron-eating beast that attacked it is its mate, and there is no hostility."

"In addition, the range of Chinese fireball dragons is in the middle and lower reaches of the Yangtze River, which is very abnormal; the area where fire dragons are more suitable to live together should be forest areas like the upper reaches of the Yangtze River... However, I have traveled all over Sichuan and Yunnan, but there is no such thing as Found an active fire dragon; instead, I found several fossil pits of Chinese fireball."

"In fact, in the lower part of Tibet and the entire upper reaches of the Yangtze River, there is no active beast or magical animal... Many local Muggles say that iron-eating beasts bless them, I think there is a certain degree of this. reason."

"Unfortunately, this is all I know about iron-eating beasts..." Newt Scamander ended his introduction.

"Thank you, Mr. Scamander." Jon said gratefully.

...

After leaving Devon, it didn't take long for Dumbledore to send him back to 86 Eastleigh Road.

It was almost 12 o'clock, and after a hasty goodbye to the principal, Jon returned home.

However, Albus Dumbledore did not return to Hogwarts, but Apparated to the Ministry of Magic.

In the middle of the night, there were not many people on duty in the Ministry of Magic; Dumbledore took the elevator and went all the way to the sixth floor: the Department of Magical Transportation.

Finally, he entered the Portkey Office.

"Professor Dumbledore!" the young man on duty in the Portkey Office shouted in surprise when he saw the uninvited guest.

"Good evening, Bob!" Dumbledore said with a smile. "I need a door key to Nurmengard Tower, where Apparition and Floo are banned for a hundred miles. You should knew."

As he spoke, Dumbledore took out a document from his pocket: "This is the Nurmengard Tower Licensed Entry Certificate given to me by Wizengamore."

"Okay, Professor Dumbledore, please wait!"