Birdman on the Run

Drols was delighted.

He had never imagined that the mystery which had troubled the Dragon Sanctuary for nearly a century would be solved on such an ordinary morning.

Influenced by Birdman, the first captain of the dragon keepers, the sanctuary had been searching for this mysterious benefactor ever since it got on track, hoping to thank him in person.

This had practically become an unrecorded mission, passed down through six captains including himself and Birdman. They had all used their connections to search for the man, yet had never found any trace of him.

He had even asked Newt, but Newt had claimed not to know anything either. Who would have thought that he would bring the man here today?

A strange sense of absurdity rose in Drols's heart. He shook his head, tossing those thoughts aside.

Perhaps Newt Scamander truly hadn't known at the time. Drols knew the expert on magical creatures well; the man genuinely could not lie. If Newt had deliberately concealed something, Drols would definitely have seen through it.

And compared with Scamander, Drols thought of someone else.

He turned to look at Kyle. If he remembered correctly, this should be Chris's son.

He could not help recalling a night several years ago, when he and Chris had chatted at a welcome banquet held by the Ministry of Magic. Chris had also solemnly promised that he could help find clues about the mysterious benefactor...

Who could have imagined that the fellow with those honest-looking thick brows and big eyes was actually so shameless? It had clearly been his family's money, yet he had put on an act and told Drols he knew nothing.

Pah, as if he didn't know!

Drols was speechless. Back then, as Chris watched him offer his sincere thanks, he had probably been