What exactly does it take to become a great magizoologist?
It can be seen from Newt: a large number of illegal or illegal magical creatures, a mobile magic box, rich domestication knowledge, and...
A female assistant!
Female assistants are very important to magizoologists, just like Bundy is to Newt, Bond girls are to 007, female companions are to Doctor Who, Peanuts is to Sherlock... Hey, it seems like something strange has been mixed in.
Now that Luo Fe has a box, he still needs to add more magical animals and skills... Ma So Hu Hu is working overtime to learn.
Looking at it this way, the only thing he lacks from being "great" is a female assistant.
Considering that Rove was only eleven years old, no witch of any level would come to be his assistant with a salary of only thirty galleons.
Then it is necessary to start from the baby and cultivate it yourself.
So although Shirley doesn't know anything, Rolf is still very satisfied with this little assistant on the whole.
Of course, it would be nice if the appetite could be smaller. The girl looks so thin, but she eats meat more fiercely than Fox.
In fact, there is no need for Rolf to teach Shirley every day. The Scamander family has portraits of wizards passed down, and they are all experienced masters of magical animal training.
When I work, they are there to guide me.
This is the real origin of family education. Many domestication skills can be learned not by trial and error, but by reading a few books. They need to be taught by words and deeds of old wizards.
This is also the biggest advantage that wizarding families have over Muggle-born wizards!
Although he has found an assistant, Rove is still very busy this weekend. In addition to treating Leif's ADHD, he also has to worry about the pregnant invisible beast Uduka.
Little wizards came to him one after another to treat pets' illnesses.
At present, they are just some cats and owls, but at least they are heading in a good direction. Rove believes that students will soon come to him for treatment with some strange magical animals.
There are many little wizards like Lee Jordan who have brought creatures such as bag spiders.
On Monday morning, Rolf and Neville went to the auditorium. They had adapted to campus life and got up early this time.
The two roommates, Macmillan and Justin, have also adapted to school life, or to be more precise, to Hufflepuff life. They are still sleeping in bed.
There are house elves delivering meals, so the commute time to eat while walking, through the secret passage in the kitchen, and to the classroom will not exceed five minutes.
Therefore, they can sleep for a long time.
Luofu doesn't like eating in the dormitory. He still prefers the auditorium. In his previous life, he ate snail noodles in the dormitory.
The dormitory aunt thought the toilet had exploded, so she came to repair it with a mask and tools. The situation was very embarrassing.
Neville's boil was completely healed, leaving no scars, but he was still a little unhappy.
Neville originally thought that he would take it easy and Hannah would stay with him in the ward for a while, but on Saturday morning, Madam Pomfrey kicked him away.
Rolf was eating breakfast while flipping through the Transfiguration book. Hufflepuff didn't have many students, so if he read here, it would be even more eye-catching, and he would look like a Ravenclaw.
At this moment, a flock of owls flew overhead, and a package was accurately projected into Neville's bowl, with milk splashing in his face.
Rove did not receive the package. Whether it is sent from Romania or the United States, it is too difficult to send it across the sea by owl.
Neville opened his package. This time it was not Mrs. Longbottom's roaring letter, but a crystal ball.
Neville raised the crystal ball and said excitedly:
"Rolph, it's a memory ball! Grandma knew that I always have no memory, so she sent me a memory ball.
It tells you if there's something you've forgotten. Look, just hold it, like this, and if it turns red... you've forgotten something..."
Neville suddenly had a long face, because the memory ball was red and purple, but he tried to remember, but he couldn't remember what he had forgotten.
"Did you forget to do your homework?" Luo Fu thought for a moment and said, "It's still the Transfiguration homework, it will be handed in soon."
Neville looked blank, he had indeed forgotten!
Rolf sighed. He had been busy with Shirley in the box for the past two days and forgot to remind Neville.
"You said you lost your homework?" Luo Fu had a bad idea: "Or maybe it was bitten by Leif."
"Then it's better to honestly admit that I forgot to write it." Neville sighed: "The punishment for being caught lying is more serious. Professor McGonagall's temper..."
"What's wrong with me, Mr. Longbottom?"
Professor McGonagall walked over from a distance, followed by Malfoy.
"Professor McGonagall, good morning, have you eaten?" Rolf saw that Neville was completely stunned, so he had to help rescue him and greeted him warmly: "If you haven't eaten, how about eating at the Hufflepuff table?
"
"Um...I've eaten, Mr. Scamander."
Professor McGonagall was not used to this kind of "Have you eaten?" greeting. She glanced at the Transfiguration Notes on Rove's desk and showed admiration.
Anyone who is willing to work hard to learn the art of transfiguration is a good boy!
Of course, Mag has not forgotten that this boy is holding her, so she still keeps a distance, not daring to get too close for fear that the boy will suddenly go crazy.
"Mr. Scamander, the Ministry of Magic has replied to me. Mr. Diggory said that he checked your box and found that you did not carry any Motler rats."
Professor McGonagall looked at Malfoy and said, "Mr. Malfoy, do you have anything else to say?"
Malfoy shook his head.
Professor McGonagall pursed her lips and said: "Unfortunately, Mr. Malfoy, Slytherin will be deducted ten points, and you will have to be punished with solitary confinement."
"Where to go for confinement?" Rove asked curiously: "It can't be Professor Snape's office, right?"
Professor McGonagall obviously also knew that going to Snape's office for solitary confinement was equivalent to a day trip. Maybe as soon as he walked in, just because Malfoy stepped in with his left foot first, he was given an extra ten points...
"Mr. Filch, that's the end of the matter."
Professor McGonagall was about to leave when she glanced at the red memory ball in Neville's hand and whispered:
"Mr. Longbottom, your grandma used to like playing with this thing, and then she always forgot to do her Charms homework... You didn't forget to do your homework too, right?"
Neville's face suddenly turned red, and he groaned.
"When I go to class, I will check your Transfiguration homework first. Don't forget to bring it or lose it... These are all reasons why Augusta used it badly!"
"..."
Professor McGonagall turned around and left quickly, but Malfoy did not walk away. He took out a wallet made of a deformed lizard from his pocket and said with a flattering look:
"Mr. Scamander, this is the compensation I owe you. For now, I only have the contents of one wallet. I will get the other one to you later."
Rolf hummed and didn't pay much attention to it, but Shirley's salary had been settled this year, and he still wanted to continue reading, but he didn't know that Malfoy sat down beside him.
"I haven't had breakfast yet, do you mind?" Malfoy's pale face turned red.
Malfoy didn't really want to eat. He hesitated for a moment and whispered excitedly:
"Mr. Scamander, I wrote back and looked up the family tree, and I discovered that we are actually related."
"..."
Luofu quickly stopped and said: "Most pure-blood wizards are relatives, so that's okay."
In order to maintain their bloodline, wizards from pure-blood families have very few choices for marriage. Like Weasley and Malfoy, families that are hostile to each other are also relatives.
"I mean we are relatives, so we can join forces, right?" Malfoy rubbed his hands and said mysteriously:
"Scamander, are you short of money?"
Why did Luo Fe feel that these words were so familiar? He said with a strange face: "Are you going to hire me as your assistant too?
"Assistant?" Malfoy shook his head and said, "Of course not, I mean the two of us join forces and collect protection fees from those little wizards."
"..."
"We can split it 50-50." Looking at Rolf's face, Malfoy hurriedly said: "Seven or three is fine, you seven and I three..."
He said with a sad face: "It can't be eight or two, right?"
"..."
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(Thanks to the boss of "Hua Fan Ruo Xue" for the tip.)
