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After a while, seeing that the young wizards had all come back to their senses from this new world, Victor smiled and spoke.

"Alright, students, I think we'll have plenty of time to explore this world of magical creatures in the coming school year, so let's get back to the lesson now."

As he spoke, Viktor casually sat down on the lawn at his feet.

At the same time, the wand gently waved behind him, and vines and grass intertwined to form a "wall".

Finally, through the transformation spell, the wall turned into a blackboard with patterns of grass and vines.

Seeing this, the young wizards followed Victor's example and sat down on the lawn beneath them.

"To truly understand a course, you need to know its origins and development. So, does anyone know what the Fantastic Beasts Protection Class was called before?"

Upon hearing Victor's question, all the young wizards present were taken aback, and then exchanged questioning glances.

Clearly, this problem is beyond the scope of their accumulated knowledge.

After all, Professor Kettleburn used to emphasize their interactions with magical creatures and personally experiencing their wonders in his classes.

Learn about the various materials used to create these amazing creatures.

As for theoretical courses, aside from the professors giving them a week to cram before the final exams, they mainly attended practical courses.

Victor was not surprised at all by the bewildered looks on the young wizards' faces.

After all, he only learned from the Scamander family's collection of books that the Magical Creatures Protection Class had other names before.

"It seems none of you know, so let me tell you. The Magical Creatures Protection Class was called the Magical Creatures Research Class about a century and a half ago."

Upon hearing this name, all the young wizards present were taken aback.

Clearly, they all thought of the bloodshed behind the name.

"Yes, just as you think, in those days, young wizards had to dissect and study various magical creatures by hand during their magical creature classes."

"And because it overlaps with ancient courses such as Neven, alchemy, and potions, it is a course that only outstanding young wizards in their sixth or seventh year can choose."

"This includes, but is not limited to, extracting natural runes from magical creatures, flesh alchemy in specific directions, and various usable parts of magical creatures, etc."

"It was also because of this radical research method that countless magical creatures eventually disappeared into the long river of history in the wizarding world."

"All of these changes happened a century and a half ago, when the extinction of a magical animal that produced potion ingredients that were very commonly used by wizards suddenly awakened them."

As Victor explained, a series of animations unfolded on the huge blackboard behind him, appearing before the young wizards.

All sorts of magical, extinct creatures leap and frolic on it.

"The wizards have discovered," Victor's voice was heavy.

"When the last Dream Eater was killed and its feathers were made into quill pens, all seventeen potions involving memory, emotion, and contracts permanently lost their best medium."

The scene is accompanied by the mournful cries of birds with colorful feathers that seem like dreamlike bubbles.

Eventually, the light from each bottle of potion gradually dimmed and went out.

"In addition, there are many other factors, such as the improvement and development of modern magic, the refinement of Niven, and the large-scale popularization of magic greenhouses."

"Therefore, after a heated debate that lasted for several years, the International Federation of Wizards officially passed the Basic Law on the Rights of Magical Creatures and renamed the course the 'Magical Creatures Protection Course'."

"From then on, courses related to magical creatures around the world began to change, transitioning from research to conservation."

"And how to obtain the materials that wizards need without harming the magical creatures themselves."

Upon hearing this, the young wizards unconsciously touched the quills in their pockets, looking somewhat uneasy.

"I know what everyone is thinking," Victor keenly observed their emotions.

"People might think this is hypocritical? After all, we're using dragon-skin gloves and unicorn-hair wands while talking about protecting magical creatures?"

He stood up, tapped his wand lightly, and the image on the blackboard transformed into a complex, rotating scale.

On one side of the scales are a wand, a cauldron, and parchment, while on the other side are the lively figures of various magical creatures.

"Protection is not about not using at all, but about coexisting sustainably and respectfully. Just like we wouldn't cut down an entire apple tree just to eat apples, this is a wisdom that wizards learned at a great cost."

Victor paused, his gaze sweeping across the faces of each young wizard.

"And today, I'm going to show you one of the most outstanding contemporary manifestations of this 'wisdom'—a group of amazing animals that was pulled back from the brink of extinction."

He turned to face the blackboard behind him, his wand tracing a graceful arc.

Then a seemingly bottomless hole appeared on the blackboard.

"Now, please be quiet and stay close to me. We're going to see 'Moonlight Velvet'."

The young wizards held their breath and followed Victor into the dripping hole.

As if passing through a tunnel, the young wizards saw the light shining again.

What appeared before their eyes was a cluster of glowing mushrooms, and they crossed once more a whispering stream.

Tiny, silvery specks of light, like dandelion seeds, began to float in the air, becoming more and more dense as you went further.

Finally, they stopped in a clearing surrounded by towering ancient trees.

In the center of the open space, several soft "clouds" with a pearly luster rose and fell gently with each breath.

When they opened their eyes, they revealed pairs of warm, dark eyes, like deep pools under the moonlight.

"Moonlight Velvet," Victor said in an almost whispered voice.

"Their fur is a top-grade ingredient for tranquilizers, and they were once on the verge of extinction due to poaching. But now, thanks to the collaboration of seventeen protected areas around the world, their numbers have recovered to a reasonable level."

A slightly bolder little Moonfleece hopped closer and curiously sniffed the hem of the robe of the nearest Hufflepuff student.

"How did we do that?" Victor asked, but he didn't wait for the young wizards' answer before waving his wand.

"Hair loss on the skin."

Immediately, an invisible wave enveloped a "cloud" at his feet.

Clumps of hair, like clouds, then fell down.

This moonlight velvet doesn't even look like much; it just looks a bit thinner overall.

"We use magic to cultivate their own special food and create the most comfortable environment. We protect them, and they repay us in return."

"This is the core of the modern magical creature protection course that was originally established—a balanced contract, rather than one-sided demands."

He crouched down, picked up the moonlight velvet, and gently rubbed it.

"So, from today onward, you will learn not only how wonderful, cute, or dangerous they are, but also how to protect and guide them."

The silver specks of light floating in the air seemed to brighten, landing lightly on the shoulders and hair of the young wizards.

They gazed at the quiet creatures that radiated a moonlit glow.