Harry Potter Fantastic Beasts Illustrated Book

Chapter 188 Do You Know Newt?

"Little guy, how did you do it?"

The witch sat leaning against a boulder, pulled her hand on her head, and the hood she was wearing was pulled down, revealing a head of silver-white messy hair. She flicked her hand back again, and the hair fluttered and fell down quickly. Go, put it neatly on your shoulders.

"Heirloom."

David replied casually, not bothering to correct her address, and continued to pay attention to the movements around him.

"is it?"

There was a faint smile on the corner of the witch's mouth. Her skin was white and her face was cold. When she was not smiling, she gave off a kind of aloofness that should not be approached by strangers, but she looked a little charming when she smiled.

"What are you doing?" David asked, frowning.

The witch stopped undoing the clothes in front of her, looked up at David and said with a smile, "I was injured just now. If I don't bandage it, I don't have any extra blood to heal it now. Of course, if you can help me, I will help you." There's no need to do that either."

"Then you should have told me in advance."

David turned his head away and stopped looking at her. The person in front of him was not a good person, but a vampire!
"A little guy, just look at it, what's the point of embarrassment." The witch said with a light smile, "Turn your head away, aren't you afraid I'll attack you? Do you want to turn around?"

"If you think you can hurt me now, you can try."

David stared at the dark distance. He didn't feel that the witch had any intention of hurting him. The unicorn's skills made him quite confident.

"Interesting little guy." The witch said, and began to treat her wounds. After a rustling sound, she said, "Okay, turn around, I've taken care of everything."

David turned his head, and the witch had already dressed, with some bloody gauze thrown around.

"Let's talk now." The witch said, "Why did you come to rescue me suddenly? You must know that we are still enemies ahead."

"Are you a vampire?"

"Didn't you just see it? But there are no other wizards who won't turn into cute little bats, and vampires are not a polite name. You should call us vampires."

The witch smiled, showing two pointed fangs.

"Well, well, do you know Newt Scamander?" David asked. Newt had mentioned some vampires in his previous letters and conversations with him, and he had some friendship with them. .

The witch frowned: "You are?"

"My name is David Scamander, his grandson."

"What?!" The witch stood up, adjusted her clothes, and her expression became quite serious. "What you said is true? Tina?"

David gave her a blank look, "Of course she is my grandma."

The witch coughed twice, looked a little embarrassed, and muttered to herself, "How could this be? It doesn't look like it."

"Is there a problem?" David asked, raising an eyebrow.

"No, no." The witch looked up at the ink-like sky for a while, and sighed, "You've forgotten those words before, right?"

David was startled, and then realized that what the witch said should be her words to tease him, so she should know Newt and the others.

"You told me that my grandpa was there, and I forgot."

The witch stared: "If you don't forget, you have to forget it, you must!"

After she finished speaking, she answered in a low voice; "If Tina finds out, she will tear me apart."

Ok?
"I promise! My grandma won't know." David didn't expect Tina to have such a great deterrent effect.

"Hmph, it's not that I'm afraid of her." The witch snorted softly, trying to save herself some face, and then said, "They came to me more than a month ago and told me about werewolves, but we came together A few days later in Paris, they left alone, and now I don't know where they are."

"Well," David murmured, "What did they say? Can you tell me?"

"Well." The witch nodded, "They told me that werewolves have been active outside, trying to infect other wizards, let us help them, and we can't watch werewolves grow bigger, so..."

"So you have been chasing werewolves here?" David frowned slightly, "Why can those werewolves transform when there is no full moon? Do you know?"

"I don't know." The witch's tone was a little confused, "We didn't encounter this phenomenon when we chased them before, so we came here to ambush them today when we knew it was a trap."

"Is someone helping them?"

"Maybe." The witch thought for a while, "But we have been with them for so long, and we haven't found that they have contact with other people."

David was silent for a moment, then said in a deep voice: "If they can transform at will, then they will be difficult to deal with."

"Hmm." The witch nodded with an ugly expression.

You must know that the gap between an untransformed and a transformed werewolf is not so large.

Before transforming, they were ordinary wizards, and even because of the torture of transforming once a month, they were sometimes weaker than ordinary wizards.

But after transforming, they will immediately become stronger, with strong bodies, agile movements, sharp claws and teeth, plus viruses that can infect others.

The wizards who fight them are cautious and restrained, and not many wizards want to fight them when they are transformed into werewolves.

If they could transform at will, the combat effectiveness of this group of werewolves would be multiplied several times.

The surroundings became quiet, only some birds evacuated from the distant battlefield were left venting their panic.

David thought for a while, and said, "Are you cruel to those werewolves?"

He had read the introduction about werewolves and vampires in the book before, and it was said that they were hostile to each other, but he didn't explain the specific reasons.

It can also be seen during the battle just now that the vampires were fighting for their lives without fear when fighting the werewolves.

"They are not worthy of our ruthlessness!" Although she said so, the witch's tone was a little resentful, her eyes gradually turned red, but they were different from werewolves, only her pupils were red, and the whites of her eyes were still the original color.

"They used to be our servants, but when we were fighting the wizards, they betrayed us, raided our castle, and killed my grandma, those **** bastards."

David sent a mournful expression, but then realized that when the werewolf betrayed her grandma was killed?

You must know that the battle between werewolves and vampires has lasted for nearly a thousand years.

David couldn't help asking curiously: "You?"

But the witch interrupted him and said angrily, "It's not polite to ask a lady her age."

David smiled embarrassingly and said nothing.

"Where are you going next?" the witch asked.

"I'm going to find our friends." David finally remembered Jason and Anna.

The Norwegian Ridgeback will automatically dissipate when it is too far away from David.

David looked for the location where the Norwegian Ridgeback disappeared through the illustrated book, and wanted to find Jason and Anna in the past, hoping that they were still there.

"Okay, let's go." The witch put her hands on the ground, got up and stretched lazily.

"You want to come with me?"

David rescued her just to ask about Newt, not to bring a bottle of oil.

"Of course!" the witch said as a matter of course, "You have to take me to suck some blood, or anyone who comes here now can kill me."

"What? Don't you want to?" Seeing David's expression, the witch said bitterly, "I've helped Newt a lot before, if I let him know."

"Okay, okay, okay, you can come with me." David interrupted her chatter and said helplessly.

"It's awesome." A tricky smile appeared on the corner of the witch's mouth.

"You haven't told me your name yet." David said, holding the witch's hand.

"You can call me sister Lauren, remember! It's sister!"

(End of this chapter)