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Before Newt could fully grasp what Elena meant, Luna's voice rang out again. "Killing such a lovely creature just to make a burglar-proof pouch out of its skin?! That's too cruel! If it were me, I would absolutely, positively never use such a wallet—it's just too awful."

Luna Lovegood looked as if she had been pricked by a needle, her eyes filled with disbelief.

As a little witch who had just turned eleven, she found it hard to imagine what kind of cruel person would capture, kill, and skin these shy, timid Diricawls just for the sake of keeping their Galleons safe.

"Unfortunately, as far as I know, Diricawl wallets are quite popular in the wizarding world."

Newt Scamander sighed and gently shook his hand.

The Diricawl, having finished its "snack," paused slightly, stuck out its tongue to lick Newt's palm, and after confirming that nothing had been missed, quickly scurried away, soon disappearing from view.

"For the Ministry of Magic, the Diricawl is just an ordinary three-star creature. It has no unique potion value, nor does it possess any intelligence or abilities worthy of attention. In other words, even if it were to go extinct one day, in the eyes of many wizards, it would simply be the loss of a material for making burglar-proof wallets."

Newt adopted these Diricawls, partly because of the British Ministry of Magic's ambiguous attitude.

As a magical creature once widespread throughout Britain and Ireland, it has become increasingly rare to find living Diricawls in the wild in recent years due to wizards' wanton hunting and the rapid development of non-magical industrial cities.

But regarding this, Ministry officials always refuse to list it as a protected species with a ban on hunting, using the excuse that "Diricawls have the ability to shrink their bodies at will, and the fact that they can't be found only means they are hiding quietly, which does not mean they are on the verge of extinction."

"But, Mr. Scamander—um, I mean, Newt,"

Hannah Abbott raised her hand, glanced at the expression on Newt's face, and asked with a puzzled look. "Why don't you push for the magical world to protect them? It shouldn't be difficult for you, after all, you've done so many amazing things before, and everyone recognizes your authority in the field of magical creatures."

"You'll slowly learn that authority isn't always that effective."

Watching the Diricawl disappear into the depths of the bushes, Newt subconsciously recalled his recent experience at the Ministry of Magic.

"Well, let me tell you a little story. I have a good friend who is particularly fond of Diricawls, so not long ago, he made a special trip to the Ministry of Magic, wanting to have the Diricawl included in the list of protected magical creatures..."

A few months ago, the British Ministry of Magic.

Perhaps tired of Newt's frequent revisions and proposals, Cornelius Fudge had transferred the right to handle related matters to his most trusted subordinate a year ago, to have her deal with Newt.

A woman who, in Newt's opinion, was quite annoying and full of bureaucratic air.

Senior Undersecretary to the Minister Dolores Jane Umbridge.

"Mr. Scamander, may I ask, can you make people not use Galleons?"

"No, madam, but..."

"Then, Mr. Scamander, can you stop theft from happening?"

"I'm afraid I can't do that either, but..."

"If the Diricawl disappears from this world, will it make some important potion impossible to brew, or will it cause the number of thefts in this world to suddenly double? As far as I know, it doesn't seem to be of much use."

"Ms. Umbridge, let me explain, this is not for research purposes..."

"Ahem, ahem," Umbridge cleared her throat and sweetly corrected. "Undersecretary."

"Alright, Undersecretary Umbridge, this is a very rare magical creature. In a sense, it has certain similarities to the Occamy, freely enlarging and shrinking its own volume, keen insight..."

"I'm sorry, dear Mr. Scamander, this is not a Magical Creatures class." Before Newt Scamander could finish speaking, Umbridge interrupted softly.

"What you must understand is that the Ministry of Magic has limited manpower and resources, and simply maintaining social stability already takes up most of our energy. Instead of having Aurors spend their energy hunting down wizards who catch lizards in the wild, I think we should pay more attention to wizards, rather than protecting insignificant little animals..."

"But they are now on the verge of extinction. Recently, people have found Diricawls less and less frequently in the wild. If this continues, perhaps it won't be long before this wonderful creature disappears completely."

"Perhaps they are just hiding temporarily? Like weeds, they will spread again before you know it."

Dolores Umbridge's pale, chubby cheeks twitched, squeezing out a formulaic, cold, fake smile.

"In short, we will seriously consider your proposal. However, at this time, oh, you know, we are negotiating with Gringotts Wizarding Bank, saving Hogwarts, and catching Death Eaters are the top priorities right now."

While speaking, Umbridge stood up, put away a piece of draft paper with not a single word written on it, and said sweetly.

"We have a full meeting in a while. Mr. Scamander, are you interested in joining us and giving us some suggestions and guidance? After all, we are not particularly clear about what secret weaknesses goblins have..."

"No, no I'm not used to facing goblins, they are too, too shrewd."

Newt Scamander shook his head, picked up his hat, and prepared to leave with a sheepish smile, suddenly turning his head at the door.

"Then Undersecretary Umbridge, please be sure to tell Mr. Cornelius Fudge that the protection of Diricawls really needs to be put on the agenda, otherwise I'm afraid it may be too late really, they are disappearing."

"Alright, I understand."

"Some time ago, my friend went to the Ministry of Magic again."

Newt Scamander looked at the children surrounding him and listening to his story, and sighed softly.

"Unfortunately, the Ministry of Magic still has not agreed to list the Diricawl as a protected magical creature. Whether it is establishing a Diricawl reserve or issuing a counter-order prohibiting the poaching of Diricawls, the cost of these is too high."

For the Ministry of Magic, this kind of magical creature that is neither dangerous nor valuable is completely unnecessary to pay attention to.

And over the years, in order to protect one endangered magical creature after another, Newt Scamander has already exhausted all the favors, resources, and even influence that he had accumulated, leaving only an empty honor.

Not only the British Ministry of Magic, but all the Ministries of Magic around the world are surprisingly consistent on this matter.

"So the friend you mentioned is yourself, right?"

Elena touched the Little Stewed Meat (Xiao Lu Wei)趴 on her side and couldn't help but roll her eyes, bluntly exposing him.

"Then, Mr. Scamander, have you never thought about directly establishing a large Diricawl farm, and through methods similar to animal husbandry in the non-magical world, make Diricawl skin a stable supply of goods in the magical world?"

"Farming? Livestock? I'm sorry, I never thought about it that way."

Newt Scamander frowned and said in a serious tone.

"I have never regarded them as ordinary livestock. Magical creatures are different from ordinary creatures. They can easily sense the emotions of human wizards. You can never tame a magical creature like you would raise a pig to be slaughtered."

"Oh, how touching, Mr. Scamander."

Elena curled her lips dismissively, a hint of playfulness flashing in her eyes.

"Do you think the purpose of the Dragon Sanctuary is only to protect them from harm? Dragon blood, dragon sinew, dragon nerve fibers, dragon claws, dragon scales these expensive and important magical materials do not appear out of thin air."

"But I won't do that."

Newt Scamander took a deep breath and said seriously.

"Never!"

Before Elena could continue speaking, Newt waved his hand listlessly and stood up to walk forward.

"Let's leave it at that. We'll talk about this later. Now I'll take you to continue touring the underground zoo. We've been here long enough, and Tina will be worried."

"You can't always bury your head in the sand, Mr. Scamander."

Elena raised her eyebrows slightly, narrowed her eyes, and was about to press her advantage.

Just then, Luna Lovegood gently tugged at Elena's sleeve and whispered a request.

"Elena, please..."

"Luna, you..."

After glancing at the pleading look in Luna's eyes, Elena looked up again at the somewhat desolate and lonely hunched figure in the distance, curled her lips, and did not continue to pursue the matter after all, he was already an old man.

Having spent so much time together, she naturally knew what Luna Lovegood wanted to express.

As a little witch with extraordinary inspiration, Luna could always inadvertently perceive many gray areas under the bright world.

Whether it was the sin contained in the Hogwarts underground vault, or the "unjust trial" that took place on the Quidditch field, compared to the other two ignorant little girls, the world she had come into contact with was not as pure as people imagined.

However, like her father Xenophilius Lovegood, Luna had long learned how to make herself unable to hear or see those terrible things at the appropriate time, just like her mother's death as long as she closed her eyes and covered her ears, she could always find a way to forget those associations and guesses, as if nothing had happened.

Even if

It was just self-deception.

In this regard, Luna and Newt were actually the same kind of people.

Elena shrugged, sighed helplessly, and patted Luna's hand.

"Well, okay, I understand. I'll talk to Mr. Scamander separately later."

The best way to save an endangered species is to carry out large-scale artificial breeding and the prerequisite for artificial breeding is that the species has enough benefits to give back to capital, but capital's pursuit of profit has always been bloody and cruel.

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