Hogwarts: What are the four great masters doing?

Newt awkwardly put the suitcase aside, but after hearing the question, a smile returned to his face.

"I haven't been back for a long time. I went to many familiar places and visited the grave of an old friend. Her grave is a bit deserted. There's nothing I can do about it... After all, the Lestrange family is dwindling..."

he muttered.

Ryan naturally understood what Newt meant.

Just like what Nicolas Flamel told him.

Memories are always precious.

but...

"Lestrange?"

Ryan was a little surprised - he thought of Bellatrix Lestrange in Azkaban.

Newt actually has friends in this family?

"Yes—Leta Lestrange died fighting Grindelwald."

Newt whispered, "She's my best friend and my brother's fiancée...that's why he never married."

Hearing his words, Ryan felt a little emotional.

In the past, Lestrange had been a warrior who sacrificed his life against Grindelwald.

And now Lestrange is wholeheartedly serving Voldemort as a dog.

This is the magic of time.

"Let's not talk about that, Ryan—what about Friday?"

And Newt obviously had no intention of talking about these sad things in the past.

He asked about the purpose of his visit.

"Oh, he went to play with the kids... I think he'll be there soon..."

"Meow!"

Ryan was halfway through his words when he and Newt heard a cat meow.

The next moment, cat hair flew everywhere.

Newt saw Friday running into the room.

There are saliva marks and handprints of children all over its body.

"On Friday, after you finish chatting with Brother Ryan, come and play with us!"

"Meow meow!"

But apparently, Friday didn't think that was a good idea.

"Oh, it looks like you and Andy and the others are getting along well."

Ryan said with a smile.

"Meow!?"

After hearing this, Friday rolled his eyes at him.

The white cat swept its tail, jumped lightly onto Ryan's shoulder, and scratched and bit his hair with its claws and teeth.

"Oh, come on, Friday—"

"Meow!"

During this process, Newt watched the interaction between the white cat and Ryan with a smile on his face.

"Oh, that's great."

he muttered.

Soon, after comforting his cat, Ryan looked at Newt.

"Mr. Scamander, we may begin,"

Of course he knew the purpose of Newt's visit, so he didn't keep it a secret at this time.

"You must be curious about Friday, so I can tell you - he is indeed a magical creature created by my teacher... but I'm not sure how the teacher created it."

"Nicol examined it and determined that it possesses at least the abilities of a fire dragon, a Zouwu, a thunderbird, a kelpie, and a bird-snake, in addition to..."

Ryan had no intention of hiding anything and told the truth directly.

Of course, the only vague part was the 'teacher' he mentioned - Newt obviously only thought that meant Helga Hufflepuff.

The more Newt listened, the more surprised and excited his expression became.

Then he asked Ryan a few questions.

But to Ryan's surprise, Newt didn't ask him any particularly difficult or advanced questions.

He did not ask about the strength of Friday's magic or the intensity of the spell, but about Friday's eating, drinking, defecating, urinating and living habits.

This obviously caught Ryan off guard.

But in response to Ryan's doubts, Newt smiled and gave an explanation.

"Compared to the strength of power, these things can better determine the essence of a life."

As he said this, he recorded it excitedly.

"Just like a fire dragon will still try to fly even if it turns into a salamander, and a bird snake will prefer to eat insects even if it turns into a leopard... The primitive instinct of life is what determines their essence."

After hearing this, Ryan silently took it to heart.

He knew very well that this was the summary of life by the greatest master of magical creatures of this century, who had even embarked on the road to legend.

You never know when it might come in handy.

After carefully recording Friday's habits and hobbies, Newt frowned.

"I can't hibernate. My favorite things are sleeping and sunbathing. My favorite food is canned cat food...hmm..."

"Meow!"

He muttered here, and Friday shouted proudly.

So, Newt looked at Ryan with a puzzled look.

"The sound it made just now was the name of a Muggle brand of cat food - it's its favorite brand of canned cat food, but it makes people fat... so I recently switched to another one."

Ryan shrugged. "I even suspect that if there were enough canned cat food, Friday wouldn't hesitate to abandon me."

After hearing Ryan's explanation, Newt's eyebrows suddenly raised: "Where can I buy that kind of cat food?"

Ryan: "Sorry?"

He narrowed his eyes at Newt, suddenly suspicious that the Master of Magical Beasts might be trying to trick his cat away.

But Newt's expression remained unchanged at this moment. He just coughed twice and said, "Um... no, I mean... Friday's situation was unique."

"How to say?"

Ryan said doubtfully.

"From what you've said, it seems like an ordinary British Shorthair cat—in terms of habits, hobbies, and even the amount of food it eats."

Newt said.

"But in reality, we all know there's more to it than that."

As he said this, he couldn't help but recall the huge monster in the Department of Mysteries two days ago.

Even he, who had seen many powerful magical animals, had never seen that posture before.

"So you think..."

Ryan asked tentatively.

"I think Friday is a cat—that's the essence of his being."

Newt came to a conclusion. "As for its fighting form—I tend to think it's a state similar to transformation... You've probably heard of the creature 'Morkin'?"

After seeing Ryan nod, he continued, "In fact, few people know that the reason why Mokin's unique 'transformation' is almost impossible to detect is essentially because its transformation is not simply to reshape the body with magic power, but also to change the essence of life."

"This makes its transformation unaffected even by the End of All Curses—because after completing the transformation, it truly becomes that creature."

He said so.

"Sounds like an Animagus?"

When Ryan heard this, he felt that the transformation Newt was talking about was very similar to Animagus - to be more precise, it was very similar to Anie's human body transformation technique.

"Indeed—most wizards agree that Malkin must have played a role in the creation of Animagus magic."

And Newt also agreed with Ryan's guess.

"So you think... Friday is a cat who has mastered some special shapeshifting ability?"

"And the effect of its transformation is to transform itself into a powerful magical beast with many magical animal abilities?"

There was undoubtedly some surprise in his words—Newt's words were a novel perspective for him.

Before this, he always thought that the giant image was Friday's original appearance... and the white cat was the appearance it used to hide its identity.

But now it looks like...

"Slytherin teacher's hobbies are indeed pure."

Ryan muttered under his breath.

But he agreed with Newt's opinion.

Because this explanation would explain why the various tests and experiments he conducted on Friday had no effect.

Because Friday's power essentially comes from a special transformation ability - its cat form and its combat form are completely two different states.

No matter how much canned cat food you feed your cat, it's obviously not going to make that ability more mature and powerful.

In addition, Friday's growth resources naturally cannot be pure magic power - the improvement of that special transformation ability obviously relies on something other than magic power.

And obviously...

This is the key to Friday's secret!