After leaving The Three Broomsticks.
There was no need to search deliberately.
Zheng Qing easily spotted Hagrid at the end of the street—his towering, over-three-meter frame stood out sharply in this crooked little village.
The young wizard clasped his hands behind his back and strolled unhurriedly over to the Half-Giant.
The Big Dog crouched on Hagrid's other side, panting with its tongue out. It tilted its head and gave him a curious look. Zheng Qing cheerfully waved at it before looking up in the direction of Hagrid's gaze.
A short distance away, a massive furry beast was shaking its head as it chased a Ball-Escape Bird that was screeching and fleeing in all directions. Though the bird could not fly, it was remarkably skilled at teleporting, always slipping away from the beast's claws at the very last second.
"—That's the Qilin? Why does it look so much like a cat?"
Zheng Qing narrowed his eyes, staring at the beast's fluffy round head and huge round eyes, suspicion coloring his voice.
Hagrid lowered his head and looked at him in surprise.
"—You didn't know? It's a big tabby cat!"
He emphasized the words "tabby cat," then glanced at the Black Wristwatch on Zheng Qing's hand. After a pause, he muttered, "I thought people from the Ministry of Magic knew everything."
Zheng Qing raised an eyebrow and looked at the Qilin again. After a long moment, he slapped a hand over his face.
"Merlin's beard!"
There was a trace of irritation in his voice. "I thought it was Madam Rosmerta or Professor McGonagall's... It turned out to be a Qilin! It's just... just too perfectly suited to its wishes!"
"You really didn't know?"
"Of course not! I entered by a different route from yours. If you belong to the 'native' camp, then