Newt checked Jacob's wound and after confirming that it was bitten by a Motla rat, he pulled out a few leaves from a nearby plant, crushed them and applied them to the wound.
Pour out a few pills from a medicine bottle and hand them to Jacob.
Jacob stared at the medicine suspiciously for a while, then figured he had nothing to lose, so he left it at that.
Taking the pills with relief, he saw Newt taking the meat on the shelf to the cutting board and cutting it into large pieces.
Newt is going to check on the lost magical animals and feed them by the way.
He asked Jacob to come down because he felt that Jacob was not a bad person.
And it turns out that's true.
Faced with all kinds of strange things, Jacob did not show disgust, but was full of surprises.
...
The thunderbirds in the wilderness area next door caused a heavy rain, and John turned into a dragon and leaned against the rock to read the small newspaper with squinted eyes.
"Yeah, Grindelwald."
Staring at the familiar words above, John said thoughtfully: "It seems that the future has not changed. Grindelwald is still the same Grindelwald, starting a revolution in Europe."
My worries are unnecessary.
He originally wanted to erase the memories of three people, but Grindelwald escaped.
"Newt is back?"
He saw the thunderbird slowly descending. It must be Newt coming down to confirm the lost magical animal.
"Being able to handle the Obscurus, Newt Scamander is more powerful than I thought."
Recalling the Obscurus that Newt took in, that thing was the dark energy in the little wizard's body.
The Obscurus taken in by the other party was extremely weak, probably because of the death of the host.
"Another Obscurial died?"
John stared at the newspaper, blew on it, and the paper flew back to Newt's little house.
Newt's voice calling for the horned camel came, and John held his head with one hand and pulled the poor rock with the other.
He guessed that Newt would definitely come to find him.
After all, as a fire dragon who understands human language, his wisdom allows Newt to make inquiries.
...
Jacob is feeding the Moonstruck Beast for Newt.
Looking at the cute little guys, he could be sure that he was definitely not dreaming.
Because his imagination could not conceive of these things.
"Eat, little cutie, eat, eat."
He really liked this situation.
At this moment, some kind of cold shout echoed nearby.
"Did you hear that?" Jacob turned to Newt subconsciously.
But Newt was gone.
He saw the curtains used to isolate each area fluttering open, revealing a snowy scene over there.
Jacob was attracted and walked into the snowy scene step by step.
He stared at the black mass intently and seriously, the black color constantly releasing a kind of turbulent energy.
Jacob slowly stretched out his hand, but was interrupted by Newt just as he was about to touch it.
"Get back," Newt snapped.
Jacob was startled by the elusive Newt.
Newt continued to repeat himself: "Get back."
Jacob asked in surprise: "What's going on with this thing?"
"I said, go back."
"What the hell is this?" Jacob stepped back with lingering fear.
Newt looked over there and said, "That's the Obscurus."
Jacob was keenly aware that something was wrong with Newt's expression, one of painful contemplation.
"I have to go," Newt suddenly turned around and walked towards another area. "Find the escaped creatures before they are injured."
Jacob followed him, a little confused and said: "Before they were injured?"
He recalled his smashed house and the bite wounds.
The relaxed and happy atmosphere is gone
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"Yes, Mr. Kowalski." Newt led Jacob through a forest. "You know, they are in a strange land, surrounded by millions of the cruelest creatures..."
They came to an area covered by rocks, and a whole patch of black appeared in their field of vision. Newt said, "Humans."
He breathed a sigh of relief. It was so lucky that the most dangerous guy didn't run away.
Jacob caught up and was about to take a breath, but the breath was blocked in his throat.
His eyes were wide open, staring at the black space in front of him.
He asked in a shocked tone, "What is this?"
"The dragon," Newt answered.
Standing below, the blackness seemed to swallow everything.
Newt walked over.
He once dealt with fire dragons on the Eastern Front battlefield.
But this dragon surpassed all the knowledge he knew, and its huge size was unique.
And he has jaw-dropping wisdom.
Jacob hurriedly followed, and when he saw Newt stop, he stopped too.
The two of them were like ants in front of the black dragon.
"Hey!" Newt waved his hands and called out loudly, asking John to pay attention to him.
The huge rock shook a few times, and the black dragon sat up when he heard the call.
Jacob even slowed down his breathing and asked in the smallest voice: "Are you sure it won't eat us?"
"Probably not," Newt whispered back, then called out, "It's me, Newt Scamander."
"Of course I remember you, Newt." John looked down at the two people and chuckled, "We were separated not long ago."
This made Newt relieved that this didn't seem like a bad-tempered dragon.
And Jacob was already frightened. Even if he grew bigger, this dragon could actually talk?
John looked at the frightened Jacob with interest, and said in a buzzing voice: "What about you, sir, what is your name?"
"Me?" Jacob, who was being questioned, pointed to himself, swallowed, and said nervously, "My name is Jacob Kowalski."
"Kowalski?" John said, feeling familiar at the name. "Hello, Jacob."
"Hello, sir." Jacob subconsciously greeted him as if he were facing an army commander.
"You don't need to call me sir," John said casually as he fiddled with a stone, "just call me Shadow of Destruction."
"Destruction, Shadow of Destruction?" Why did Jacob feel that this name didn't sound friendly at all.
"Uh...Shadow of Destruction, I want to ask, did you see any animals running out?"
As the owner of the box, Newt naturally knows what is missing from his box.
But he still wanted to confirm.
"There were many animals that wanted to run away, but I stopped them." John held his chin up with a dragon claw and thought for a moment before saying, "That damn poisonous horned beast ran away, as well as the invisible beast, and of course the Just sniffing carelessly, I'm sorry, I was sleeping when the accident happened."
"Oh my gosh, I love it." Jacob said. It seemed that in front of him was not a scary black dragon, but a gentle and elegant British gentleman.
Newt smiled and thanked: "Thank you for your help, Shadow of Destruction."
Although the name is a bit strange, John's words and deeds can make people feel good.
John prevented a bigger disaster for him, which made him very grateful.
Knowing the animal that escaped, he also had thoughts.
He asked Jacob, a local, "In your opinion, a medium-sized creature likes open plains, trees, and puddles. Where would such a creature go?"
"In New York?" Jacob asked.
"Yes." Newt nodded.
"Plains?" Jacob thought about it for a while, thought of a place, and said in surprise: "Ah, Central Park."
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Being a No-Maj was right for Newt.
"Where exactly is that place?"
"Where is Central Park?"
Jacob paused, feeling like he heard a funny joke, but he remembered that this was not from New York.
"Look, I'm willing to take you there." Jacob spread his hands, "But don't you think it's a bit double-dealing?"
He said with some excitement: "The girls who took us in even made hot cocoa."
Newt glanced at him, waking up the soldier who was immersed in America's sweetheart, "As soon as they see you stop sweating, they will use the Oblivion Curse on you immediately."
"What is the Clay Bowl Curse?"
"Just like waking up from a big dream, all the memories of magic in those dreams will be gone." This sentence was not said by Newt, but the voice above them.
John watched them chatting. It was interesting to see people from this angle.
Jacob looked around in confusion and said, "I don't remember any of this?"
Looking around again, he could not find such a place in this extremely strange world, even if he could only dream about it.
Newt nodded, "That's right."
The answer that was both cruel and true made Jacob lose his mind.
"Okay, no problem, I'll just help you." Jacob changed his tone.
Newt picked up the bucket of feeding horned animals, turned around and left with Jacob.
"Hey, Jacob." John's voice made Jacob stop.
"I like you quite a lot," John said meaningfully as he put his head on the rock. "If you need help, you can come to me."
"Thank you, Mr. Shadow of Destruction."
Jacob was still a little hesitant to pronounce the name and left in a hurry.
John waved at him.
This little fat guy is really rare.
"If he were a wizard, he would be a Gryffindor."
This Muggle is a Gryffindor just like his father.
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