"Now that we've seen the Death Eaters' reform, let's look at a fresh start for another group of friends."
Luna's lilting voice rang out.
"They once howled at the moon. Now, beneath the moon, they... practice Tai Chi."
The stage backdrop changed into an enormous full moon.
Remus Lupin wore a loose white Tai Chi uniform, looking refined and peaceful.
Behind him, over a hundred werewolf students from Silvermane Academy wore the same snow-white clothes.
"Sink your breath into your lower abdomen, and gently lift the crown of your head."
Lupin's voice was warm and mellow.
To the soothing strains of ancient Eastern music, the werewolves slowly began their opening movements.
Their movements were astonishingly slow, every push of their hands and every turn filled with rhythm.
"Is this..."
Ron stared, dumbfounded.
"Is this that pack of vicious werewolves?"
"This is the power of Eastern philosophy."
Newt Scamander, seated beside him with a Niffler in his arms, explained quietly, but he soon realized the camera was pointing at him. He immediately lowered his head in social anxiety and buried his face in the Niffler's fur.
"Up next... Mr. Scamander and his Fantastic Beasts!"
The host, Lee Jordan, called out.
Newt's grandson Rolf shoved his grandfather out.
Newt stumbled into the center of the stage and had no choice but to take out an enormous cat teaser.
"Come on out, Zouwu!"
An enormous beast, resembling both a tiger and a cat, leaped out of the case.
It had a long, multicolored tail and eyes as large as bronze bells.
"This is a mythical beast from China."
Newt stammered through his explanation.
"It... it particularly likes celebrating the New Year."
The Zouwu tumbled through the air like an enormous lion dance.
Its tail swept over the audience, and countless golden candies rained