A Bountiful Haul!

What a heartless guy... West was on the verge of tears, regretting that he hadn't tied Niffler up tightly in the suitcase.

He tried to struggle, but Sean didn't even glance at him, turning back to tease the Bowtruckle who was enjoying the Fairy Egg.

Seeing Sean like this, West felt like he'd eaten his aunt's undercooked Weeping Fruit pie and then been forced to eat Hagrid's Rock Cake...

You should know that if that Magical Creature Egg were put on the black market, it would fetch at least two hundred Galleon, and even then, it would be in high demand but not available.

After a moment of inward sighing, West, knowing he was definitely going to get a hefty sum today, adjusted his mindset. His most notable characteristic was his unconventional thought process, which, of course, often meant he was quick-witted.

Sean Wallerup ... West sized up the boy in front of him.

He hadn't lied before; although his intention was to stall for time, he had indeed investigated Sean.

However, what West didn't expect was that the other party not only had an enviable talent in Magical Creatures, but also such outstanding Spell Talent.

This kid is only in third grade, yet he has the Disillusionment Charm, the Nonverbal Spell, and the Illusion Charm that deceives himself. Many adult wizards who have entered society are not as good as him.

Moreover, the other party is quick-witted, makes accurate judgments, and is extremely ruthless.

He's only in third grade...

West's eyes suddenly lit up, and his gaze became eager.

"Sean," West called out familiarly, his tone no longer as desperate as before, "I think you have a point!"

Sean glanced back at him, a smile playing on his lips.

"I've decided to give you another round of compensation!" West said readily.

Sean found it amusing. The other party was quite clever. His methods had failed, his pleas for mercy had been ignored, and just a few minutes later he was ready to establish a relationship with him?

West looked serious and even sighed dramatically, "Hogwarts is growing bigger and bigger, with more and more students. The professors are working very hard, and students often can't get one-on-one instruction—this is not good for the magical level of Hogwarts students!"

"Stop talking nonsense." Sean said without changing his expression.

"Uh," West chuckled awkwardly, then tried to project a righteous and noble image, "I'm willing to personally sponsor some Magical Item and rare magical materials. Oh, and I also found a few spellbooks during my travels, though I personally don't enjoy studying spells—all of this is to express my gratitude for Hogwarts' teachings and Ravenclaw House's care for me!"

Despite his determination to build a good relationship with Sean and escape this damn Shrieking Shack, West closed his eyes in heartache at the thought of giving away so much of his inventory at once.

Sean didn't say much, simply shrugging. "Where's the stuff?"

"In the box... If you're worried I'll run away if you break the Petrification Charm, you can open it yourself. Newt should have taught you, right? Just change the spell root to my last name, and remember to flick your wand upwards at the end," West said in a trembling voice.

If West were a businessman who only cared about profit, his acting skills would be much better now, but unfortunately he isn't.

Sean didn't stand on ceremony. He silently recited the spell once and, finding no problems, cast it on West's suitcase.

As expected, West's Metella Scented Fruit Earrings were confiscated.

Dave went in and looked around to make sure everything was fine. He then sent Naja out to keep watch. Sean walked into the suitcase amidst West's shouts, "Please remove the Petrification Charm first, then I'll give you a tour—don't you need a guide?"

Sure enough, the trunk was Newt's mass-produced product, and West himself seemed to be deeply influenced by Newt. The interior of the trunk, especially the structure, layout, and decorations of the workshop, were almost identical to Newt's.

Several photos are displayed next to the table on the ladder, including West holding an egg and posing with Hagrid, suggesting that West was still in school at the time.

There are also photos of West with his family, including one of a kind-looking elderly woman whom West is affectionately embracing; she appears to be Newt's former assistant Bunty.

Another photo next to it also confirmed Sean's idea. The photo looked old and showed a group of people. Young Newt and his wife Tina were standing on the far left. Next to Newt was a wizard who looked somewhat like him, probably his brother Theseus.

On the far right is a young witch with a round face and slightly protruding teeth. She occasionally turns to look at the Scamander, her smile carrying a hint of melancholy. This is probably Bunty.

There was also a young-looking black witch next to him Sean didn't recognize.

Surrounded by these people were a man and a woman, both smiling happily. The woman was sexy and elegant, her face full of smiles, and she was holding the man tightly.

The man was a kind-faced, chubby fellow with a short beard. He looked energetic and funny—his overly happy, silly grin made him look somewhat simple-minded.

But their frequent glances at each other were filled with love.

It must be the young couple, Jacob Kowalski and Queenie Goldstein.

It seems the two are living happily together... Sean smiled slightly and put down the photo.

West's voice came from outside. "Sean —my collection is in that box on the right side of the studio, take your pick—"

The last word was trembling with heartache.

Sean ignored him and didn't rush to rummage through the box. He first looked around.

Unlike Newt's trunk, West's trunk didn't contain many Magical Creatures.

In the first forested area that the studio had spread out of, two Big-Headed Fur Monster, one tall and one short, were staring curiously at Sean. Judging from their shapes, one was male and the other female.

In the nearby plains, a Abraxan and a Granian were galloping together. Both were types of Pegasus; although collectively called Pegasus, the Granian was an eight-legged gray Pegasus, smaller in size and extremely fast. The Abraxan, on the other hand, was the Pegasus that pulled Beauxbatons ' carriages. These Pegasus were very elegant, tall, and preferred to drink single malt whisky.

The key point is that, although they are both Pegasus, different Pegasus cannot normally breed together, but the two that West keeps seem to have developed a deep bond... and the female Abraxan is even twice the size of the male Granian...

The same applies to other areas; West doesn't keep many Magical Creatures, but they all follow a certain ratio: one male and one female...

The only exception was the Wampus Cat that ignored West. Sean also let his Pudding out. Wampus Cat are not social animals, but they have a habit of protecting their own kind.

The adult Pudding was a size bigger than West's little leopard, but the two little guys quickly became friends.

After searching around, Sean found no strange or abnormal animals and breathed a sigh of relief— Professor Scamander had done the right thing!

If this guy and Hagrid were to hang out together every day, who knows what kind of weird things they'd get up to.

Outside the suitcase, West was still explaining, "Sean, you see them? Those little cuties! Most of the animals in my suitcase have successfully bred, and I release the cubs back into nature after raising them to adulthood—I even helped restore the Siren Merpeople in Greece, they were originally endangered! You see, what a meaningful and great undertaking this is!"

Sean peered into the deep water and saw a male Siren lying on the rocks, looking haggard. Siren Merpeople were much more beautiful than the Scotland Selkie, but this male Siren was rather thin.

The Siren saw Sean and was about to make a sound when bubbles rose from the lake. A long, graceful arm used tremendous strength that belied its appearance to drag the male Siren underwater.

Only churning bubbles remained on the lake's surface, and the desperate gaze of the Siren slowly sinking into darkness...

Sean's brow twitched; he roughly knew what West's clan restoration technique was...

Alas, only the oxen die from exhaustion...

However, the Magical Creatures here seem to be well taken care of. If West mistreated them, they would probably be begging to be taken away by Sean the moment Sean appeared.

Sean walked over to the box and opened it casually.

"This is interesting..." Sean hadn't been expecting much, after all, there were plenty of Magical Item and materials in Diagon Alley. But to his surprise, West's box contained quite a few good things.

Sean ignored most of the things that could be bought with money, and in the end, he walked out of the suitcase carrying a few items.

We should still keep some stock of this stuff.

Sean returned to the dimly lit room and placed the items in front of West.

"A book, a monocular telescope, a nearly transparent cloak, a pot of pale red Asparagus Fern, "Sean asked with a smile.

"Mr. West, am I not very kind?"

West looked down and almost choked.

Four items—it's indeed a very small quantity for his inventory, but... but!

Forget about the book "The Rune Mystery" that he brought from Ancient Greek; he didn't study Runes anyway.

But...

That monocular telescope was custom-made by an alchemist for him. It could not only see far but also see at night. In fact, this telescope could automatically break through confusion magic in the field of vision. Although it could not break all magic, it was more than enough to deal with some slippery Magical Creatures and some ordinary wizards.

That cloak—no, to be precise, it's Invisibility Cloak. This Invisibility Cloak came from an unusually large Demiguise in the Far East. The local indigenous shaman created this Invisibility Cloak after the Demiguise died of old age. It also contains the shaman's magic, making it far more effective than ordinary Invisibility Cloak —ordinary Invisibility Cloak can only maintain invisibility for about two years, three years at most, while this one can last for at least ten years.

This is his secret weapon for stealing eggs—no, for helping endangered Magical Creatures survive!

The strange Asparagus Fern has an even more interesting history. West has yet to figure out the secret of this plant, but he knows one thing—it must have been contaminated with the blood of some kind of creature to become like this!

In that entire area, other Magical Creatures often come to devour the clods of earth, and those Magical Creatures that have devoured the clods of earth are often much stronger than their normal counterparts.

The center of the area is this Asparagus Fern. I went to great lengths to get it, and I haven't studied it much yet!

This kid has such a sharp eye...

Sean half-squatted on the ground and smiled, "I only picked this much, Mr. West, shouldn't you be smiling?"

"Yes, yes..." West looked up, forcing a smile that looked more like a grimace. "Hehehehehe..."

"Is Mr. West lamenting?"

"No, I'm crying tears of joy, I'm crying tears of joy..."

After West had finally calmed down, Sean had already packed up the things.

Knowing the situation was already set in stone, West wasn't saddened. He sighed, "Shouldn't you untie me now? And what about my Niffler?"

Sean didn't delay and readily released the petrification.

After standing there stiffly for a while, West suddenly fell down and started rubbing his back with a pained expression.

Sean pulled the tightly bound Niffler out of the ring and handed it to the other person.

After taking the Niffler and carefully examining it, West breathed a sigh of relief upon finding that it was unharmed, and then began vigorously rubbing the Niffler's long pink snout.

"Are you just being nosy?! Are you just being nosy?!"

Sean ignored him and walked straight toward the exit.

"Hey, Sean," West called out to him.

Sean waved his hand. "Don't worry, I'm still trustworthy. I put the wand in your suitcase. Besides, I didn't inform Professor Scamander. However, if you still want to see Hagrid, I'll go see him now."

"I'm not going, I've already given you the eggs..." West muttered, then suddenly became excited again, "Sean, interested in collaborating?!"

"No, not at the moment. But if you find any rare or Magical Creature Egg, you can send them to me, and I'll pay you."

"Magical Creature Egg are fine, but I don't want money—"

Sean turned his head, a puzzled look on his face. "Hmm?"

West's eyes lit up. "Want to breed your Swooping Evil?"

Sean: "..."

He initially intended to leave, but after a moment's hesitation, he said, "When he wants to find a girlfriend, that's fine—let me make it clear first, I advocate for free love, and so does my Magical Creatures."

West was overjoyed. "It's a deal!"

After Sean left, West tidied up the Shrieking Shack, then picked up his suitcase and sighed.

"This luck... is terrible! But if I can get on good terms with Sean, that would be great. Besides that Swooping Evil, he probably keeps other animals... maybe even some mutants like that Mutant Swooping Evil... hehe, breeding..."

West cast an Disillusionment Charm on himself and then walked out of the Shrieking Shack.

He glanced in the direction of Hagrid's Hut, then sighed, shook his head, and headed toward Hogsmeade Station.

We'd better get out of here quickly, or we'll really be in big trouble if we run into Newt...

Just then, a noise suddenly came from ahead.

Several professors were talking, and the one in the middle was none other than Newt Scamander, whom he feared most.

"Merlin's underwear..." West jumped in surprise and immediately tiptoed into the corner of the alley.

Just then, Newt's heavy voice, filled with worry, reached his ears.

"Jacob... are you sure?"