"Senior Newt..."
At last, Newt recorded what he had seen and felt, only to discover Cypher glaring at him resentfully from the side.
Only then did he suddenly remember that the ruins he wanted to enter might require Cypher's help.
"Uh... I mean, I'm sorry... When it comes to Magical Creatures... especially Magical Creatures I've never seen before, my curiosity is simply too—"
Seeing Newt's topic gradually shift from apologizing to Magical Creatures, his speech becoming smoother and smoother instead of timid and hesitant,
Cypher quickly raised a hand to stop him.
Seeing that Newt showed not the slightest impatience despite his hints and interruption, instead looking as though he still had more to say,
he hurriedly spoke first.
"Mr. Newt. Please cast a Cleaning Charm and clean the mud off us first!"
"Oh. All right! Also, I've found that we do have something in common. Just call me Newt!"
Perhaps because he had been alone for so long, Newt had not had anyone to discuss or share topics and knowledge about Magical Creatures with.
When he first met Cypher, Cypher had not only failed to look down on him for his undignified state on the ground, but had even accompanied him through the observation.
After less than half a day together, Newt had already regarded Cypher as a friend.
Earlier, his head had been full of excitement, and he had not noticed the mud covering them both.
Now that Cypher had pointed it out,
he, too, felt uncomfortable all over.
"Cough, cough!" After fishing his wand out of his pocket, Newt cleared his throat and solemnly pointed it at Cypher. "Scourgify."
After cleaning Cypher off first, Newt casually waved his wand at himself.
He was not as spotless as Cypher, perhaps, but at least it was difficult for the