Chapter 791: Hogwarts Learning Panel Chapter 340

"He is your brother, Newt, he wants to spend more time with you. So do I."

Leta said.

At this moment Newt discovered Pickett climbing onto his lapel, opening the pocket on his chest.

"You jump in, Pick."

Newt whispered to Pickett.

Pickett crawled in comfortably.

"How come strange creatures always love you so much."

Leta smiled.

"Creatures aren't strange—"

Newt said seriously.

"—it's just that people's hearts are narrow-minded."

Newt and Leta said almost at the same time.

They smiled again.

"Do you remember how long you were kept in detention after saying that to Prendergast last time?"

"Come to think of it, I think it was a month."

"I installed dung bombs under his desk just to come and keep you company, remember?"

During the conversation, they could already see the two awe-inspiring, gloomy doors leading to the conference hall.

"I don't remember that."

This was Newt's last word.

"She was my best friend, perhaps I once..."

The elderly Newt had completely lost control of his emotions; he was like a child, helpless and desolate.

"You once loved her."

The black cat finished those words he couldn't say.

"Perhaps..."

The elderly Newt showed nostalgia.

"Her mother passed away due to dystocia, and her father didn't love her, which made her childhood not easy;

I once saw her Boggart... it was a baby constantly sinking in water.

Later I learned that it was her brother who died accidentally because of her, making her unable to get rid of the feelings of guilt and self-loathing for a long time.

Deep in her heart, she believed that she had killed her brother, and that she was an evil monster.

But despite this, she remained a polite and considerate person.

Well, because neither of us was suitable for staying in school, so we—"

The black cat knew, so they forged a deep friendship.

This friendship made the old Hufflepuff senior willing to take the blame for Leta to avoid being expelled, and also made Leta determined to go to her death.

... The memory scene was flowing again.

This was a place like a cemetery, with fifty Aurors standing outside the cemetery.

Their faces showed tension, even fear, and several people clearly showed a desire for battle and revenge.

Inside the cemetery.

A white-haired wizard was giving a passionate speech; his voice had a special magic that made people unable to stop wanting to agree.

"It is time to let everyone see the future I have predicted. If we do not rise up to resist and take back the status we deserve, that is the consequence."

Just as he was about to say something more, the memory twisted again, and the black cat turned to look at Newt, as if the old Hufflepuff senior didn't want him to see these things.

So a few seconds later, the scene changed drastically, and the wizards had already begun to fight.

The white-haired wizard commanded the flames like conducting an orchestra, the Elder Wand was his baton, and tongues of fire struck those Aurors who tried to Apparate or escape.

Six or seven Aurors ran toward him through the flames in a panic.

The result was naturally death.

"Mr. Scamander, do you think Dumbledore will mourn for you?"

The white-haired wizard said to Newt and Theseus.

He threw a large amount of black flame, and Theseus and Newt could only struggle to defend themselves.

Just when they were about to be unable to hold on, Leta appeared.

"Grindelwald! Stop!"

She said.

"I think I know this person."

Grindelwald stopped, he walked through the flames toward Leta, Theseus and Newt struggled to get closer, eager to reach Leta's side, but were powerless.

"Leta Lestrange... discriminated against by all wizards, loved by no one, abused... but very brave. Very brave.

It's time to go home."

He reached out a hand to Leta.

Leta suddenly looked at Theseus and Newt.

"I love you."

The colors in the subsequent scene danced wildly; the black cat only knew that Leta released a kind of magic that made the skeletons explode, interfering with Grindelwald.

Only then were Newt and Theseus able to Apparate and escape.

"I hate Paris."

The black cat heard Grindelwald say at the end.

"Is it enough..."

The black cat heard the elderly Newt's voice hoarse; his look at the black cat was almost a plea.

"Sorry, Mr. Scamander."

The black cat lowered its eyelids.

They stepped on the white land again.

"Bastet, this is war."

Newt murmured,

"Destroying everything, tearing everything apart... what is the benefit of fighting the most terrifying wizard in the world? It is to save some innocent lives.

Fewer broken families, fewer tears and sorrows, this is something that must be accomplished no matter what."

He was silent, watching the black cat turn the black stone on its neck three times like a toy.

"Follow me, Mr. Scamander."

The black cat jumped off Newt's shoulder.

The Resurrection Stone was summoning Lady Leta, but she seemed too far away, or perhaps the connection between Sien and her was still separated by a layer of Senior Newt, so she did not appear immediately.

But the black cat thought that if it summoned Lady Helena, perhaps she would arrive in a while.

So, the black cat could only take Newt through the mist-filled boundary; it could feel that the other party was getting closer and closer.

"Am I going to see her?"

Newt seemed to have sensed something too, and began to become uneasy.

"Isn't this exactly what you wanted?"

The black cat was puzzled.

"Dear Bastet... you don't know, she, she, will make my heart feel like it exploded into fireworks.

Stuttering, incoherent, are all the costs of contacting her."

Newt was like an old man telling a story; what was different from other wizards was that he thought he was telling a story to a god.

The god understood the wizard's story, and perhaps the wizard's pain was relieved. ===== CHAPTER 792 =====