Hogwarts must absolutely not have a hanging case tomorrow morning.
"Snap!"
Newt Scamander suddenly clapped his hands, "I think you must be Ian Prince, Albus has mentioned you more than once in our communications, he speaks very highly of you, and now I know why—your way of speaking is exactly the same as his."
Seeing Ian did not refute.
Newt Scamander became pleased with his accurate judgment.
"Not very big, but full of wisdom; though for me, such words do carry weight." Granny Queenie's face looked a bit less sorrowful.
After speaking.
She turned to Newt Scamander, her tone somewhat complaining, "See, this is how you comfort someone, not like you, telling me from a biological perspective that my husband won't feel cold in his grave, and accusing me that the treasures I placed there will only accelerate the decay of his body."
Clearly.
Newt Scamander's emotional intelligence hasn't improved much over the years. To be honest, marrying a wife is undoubtedly the biggest miracle that has occurred to Newt Scamander.
"Treasure? Treasure shouldn't be placed casually in a grave; it's as susceptible to nurturing undesired things as oil is." Ian looked up at the three elderly in front of him.
"See, I'm not the only one saying this, am I?" The previously embarrassed Newt Scamander seemed to find a lifeline and immediately echoed Ian's words.
He, his wife, and sister-in-law obviously didn't understand Ian's meaning.
"Ha!"
Granny Queenie looked displeased.
"Alright, alright, you know Newt is just that sort of person, he didn't mean to upset you." Another granny, Tina, stepped in as the peacemaker. A group almost hitting two hundred years, still having such squabbles, is indeed quite amusing.
"Clack~ clack~"
Ian took out some seeds.
"You're watching the show now!"
Granny Queenie glared at the little wizard.
"Do you want some?"
The little wizard started sharing his seeds with the three old folks.
"..."
Granny Queenie became speechless. Her personality had changed considerably from when she was young, possibly due to widowhood or the change through menopause.
"I would like some."
Tina cheerfully accepted the seeds from Ian.
"Who are you here to visit?"
Ian seized the opportunity to inquire about the reason for the three's visit to Hogwarts; he knew Newt Scamander lived quite far away from Hogwarts.
It was not yet a festival for visiting.
"Looking for Nicolas Flamel, do you know where his office is?" Granny Tina responded, and asked the little wizard for Nicolas Flamel's location.
"Over there."
Ian pointed in the direction of Nicolas Flamel's office.
Granny Tina, upon hearing this, immediately thanked him, and looked at her husband.
"Let me rest a while longer, the journey from Dorset to here has worn me out." Newt Scamander had been leaning against a nearby pillar, indeed appearing somewhat exhausted.
It's no wonder many spirited comics never depict protagonists marrying and having children; looking at Newt Scamander now, one can deeply understand why.
"What tired you out is not the journey, but that suitcase you're reluctant to let go." Queenie gave a helpless glance at the suitcase held by her sister.
Of course, she was not referring to the suitcase's weight, but the hassle from those fantastic beasts inside.
"They're just some little fellows; I'm long past my youthful energy and have become much more cautious over the years. My suitcase hasn't caused any... major troubles lately."
Newt Scamander quickly responded, defending his suitcase, and even glanced at Ian, as if trying to restore his image before the younger generation.
"Like Thunder Dragons? Fire Dragons?"
Ian curiously looked at Newt's suitcase—a suitcase that has always been legendary, rumored to have special combat power rivaling unique legends during its prime.
"Still young, still young..." Newt Scamander answered somewhat sheepishly, clearly revealing he isn't a good liar.
However.
As his wife, Tina came out to undermine him.
"The Bird Snake you treated on the road isn't small; you could obviously hand it over to the rescue personnel from the Ministry of Magic." Tina shook the suitcase she held for her husband.
"I don't trust the local Ministry of Magic; they only recently falsely accused Albus... That Bird Snake is very obedient, it has already become very small."
Newt Scamander seemingly redefined what 'small' meant.
"I also like to raise some little things."
When Ian heard about the Bird Snake, his eyes lit up, attempting to warm up to Newt Scamander; his current bottleneck with the Traceless Extension Charm lacked Bird Snake skin. Of course—Ian isn't someone who would harm a Bird Snake just for a bit of skin, as he has special magic potions that promote the healing speed of biological tissues.
"It shows, even during school you cared for Tree-Protecting Leprechauns, you must be as passionate about Fantastic Beasts as I am." Newt Scamander immediately seemed to find a common topic.