"Newt, we are so rude..."
"Indeed, I also feel that I am so embarrassed... I did it myself, what's wrong? Xifa? Why are you looking at me like that?"
Xifa was originally holding an animal skin map, chatting with Newt while searching for approximate locations on the Muggle world map.
When he heard Newt say that he wanted to eat river crabs, he raised his head and looked at him with a horrified expression.
"I believe that my knowledge of magical beasts is correct."
Seeing Xifa looking at him dumbfounded, not understanding what Xifa meant, he simply ignored Xifa and racked his brains to recall the details of his meeting with Thea Solo.
"I'm sure the black panther she transformed into from Animagus is male!"
After a moment of silence, the frowning Newt opened his brows and made a conclusion in a positive tone.
"In other words, just based on her appearance, you think Thea Solo is a boy?"
"Yes... Until now, I still believe that she is a boy. The title of saint is nothing more than a position."
Newt clenched his right fist hard and hit the palm of his left hand hard.
You have called her... and still firmly believe that she is a boy...
Xifa was a little confused inside. Suddenly, he thought of something.
"Newt, I have a serious question for you."
Seeing Newt put away his exaggerated expression and look at him seriously.
Xifa took a deep breath and asked in a solemn tone.
"Is the gender of the wizard necessarily the same as the gender of the creature after the Animagus transforms?"
Hearing this question, Newt stopped suddenly. A breeze blew up on the vast grassland, blowing his thick bangs and flowing clothes.
Newt has met very few wizards who have become animagus. In addition, he is interested in magical animals, not the magical animals transformed by wizards.
So he really couldn't answer this question.
However, his heart was already leaning towards an answer, that is, the gender of the wizard had nothing to do with the gender of the Animagus after transformation!
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Follow the rudimentary map drawn by the high priest's own hand.
Xifa and Newt determined that this was the junction area between the Congo Basin and the Mitungba Mountains.
After all, on the African continent, finding forest sites with large tracts of trees doesn’t require a lot of sifting.
But Westfall and Newt ran into a problem.
That means it has been too long since the last time anyone set foot on this road.
This map only tells the two of them a rough range.
The interface between the mountains and the basin is obviously not something that can be scanned in a short time with just two legs.
When Cifer came up with his guess as to where the entrance was, Newt agreed.
After some discussion, the two decided to use a broomstick to browse the actual terrain from north to south.
Newt took him with him, and first apparated to the nearest wizard gathering place.
However, the two of them took out their broomsticks and rushed out of the sun-blocking tree canopy. Not far above the forest sea, they quickly moved forward according to the planned route...
After passing most of the way, the two of them still found nothing.
In the low sky, the air flow that flew up quickly disturbed Xifa's flowing hair. Unfortunately, it couldn't blow away Xifa's increasingly tight eyebrows.
After flying over a mountain, Xifa seemed to vent his anger and slapped away an unknown bird that was standing in front of him.
Looking at the birds that had dropped a few feathers and flew away hastily into the distance, Xifa, who had vented some of his frustration, pondered for a moment.
He took out the animal skin paper again and observed it carefully.
The lines are sinuous and very abstract.
According to the high priest, what is painted on it is the map of the labyrinth entering the passage.
As for the entrance, the high priest said that she only listened to the word of mouth from the previous generation of high priests.
I found out roughly where it is.
After all, neither the previous generation of high priests nor she had personally witnessed it.
There is no pensieve or anything in the tribe to present the images in memory.
The picture reference is lost, the errors in oral transmission from generation to generation are combined with the forgetfulness of memory.
In the high priest's series of descriptions, the useful information is only in the transition zone between forests and mountains.
Moreover, even if the entrance is found, can this abstract painting be used as a maze map?
Wait...abstract...
Xifa thought about Newt's ability to easily interpret the map hand-drawn by the high priest, and at the same time told himself that the animal skin recorded on it was the map in the maze.
"The text message contained on this piece of animal skin paper does not mention where the entrance is at all." This was Newt's conclusion in a positive tone.
However, thinking about abstraction, Xifa looked at the animal skin paper again, and Xifa felt that the patterns on the animal skin might have some special meaning.
But I really can’t interpret this abstract style of painting.
"Newt!"
Noticing that Xifer had stopped flying, Newt also stopped and looked back at him in the distance like Thumbelina.
I saw Xifa greeting me, looking like he had something to discuss.
So Newt apparated and came to Xifa.
"What's wrong?" Newt slowly walked side by side with Xifer.
"Perhaps you can't tell, but when I turn on the Dragon Eye, I can see some undetectable lines on this animal skin."
Newt nodded, then waited for Xifer to show him further.
However, Xifa couldn't use the wand at this time, but fortunately Newt could be trusted.
Xifer took out the Gryffindor sword hanging from his waist and put the hilt against his temple.
The sword of Gryffindor that continued to press against the skin broke the invisible seal here, allowing Western magic to briefly gain the ability to communicate with the outside world.
After Xifa's reminder, Newt suddenly came to his senses. He quickly took out his wand and accurately pointed the tip of the wand at the loophole.
Skillfully pulled out a strand of silver-white silk thread.
Cifer nodded, took back the sword, and informed Newt that it was just an abstract drawing.
Newt no longer hesitated and directly inserted the thread from his temple into his mind.
This method of operation is extremely risky. Fortunately, the relationship between the two people is strong enough. There is no personal information caught in the thread during the whole process, and there is less information.
Newt merely blinked to absorb the memory.
Immediately afterwards, he fell silent and admired the abstract picture with all his heart.
"Xifa, give me a three-dimensional map you drew!"
Xifa took out the three-dimensional dynamic map drawn by himself.
Of course, the above is only the map the two of them traveled from the beginning to the present.
Unfolding the map, Newt changed the map from looking down to looking up at the foot of the mountain.
Continuously zoom in and out and slide left and right.
Finally, he paused his hand and showed Xifa the picture on the map.
At the same time, he waved his wand and turned a piece of blank parchment into a Muggle map, floating it in front of him. Then he touched the paper with the tip of the wand and marked the destination on it.
Xifa was very puzzled. How did Newt recognize from the curved lines that it was between two peaks, and it was also on the mountainside?
"In the past, wizards rarely had the ability to fly. If they were drawing maps, it might be appropriate to look up from the ground!"
Seeing Xifa's silence, Newt explained.
No... It's not that I didn't expect this situation. The information recorded on the animal skin paper needs to be looked at straightly.
But how do you tell from the irregular lines like a broom dipped in ink that these are two mountains? Can you still find which mountain it is among the mountains? !
