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Ending the day with a debate could hardly be considered a wonderful and fulfilling conclusion.

Newt Scamander sat on the sofa in the living room, looking at the silver-haired little witch sitting not far from him, his mind constantly churning with various thoughts. However, compared to direct confrontation, peaceful communication was ultimately somewhat beneficial.

As for the girl's opening remarks just now...

"Well," Newt's mouth twitched. "Eilena, I don't think we're the same."

"There's no difference," Eilena shrugged. "It's just that you prefer raw, and I prefer cooked—just kidding, I'm not a constantly hungry fire dragon, why are you so serious?"

Newt took a deep breath, swallowing the rebuttal that almost burst out of his mouth.

As an old-fashioned wizard born in the late nineteenth century, he found it difficult to understand Eilena's so-called jokes. Could it be that in recent years, Dumbledore has been dealing with such troublesome little fellows?

Simply…terrible! Luckily, he's retired.

"Alright," Newt said sullenly. "Then continue..."

Newt Scamander clasped his hands on his lap, a look of autistics appearing on his face.

He was well aware of his disadvantage in terms of eloquence. Since he had already determined that he was no match for Eilena at the very beginning, the best approach now was undoubtedly to speak less and listen more, and to be cautious not to fall into the other party's linguistic traps.

As for Eilena, this long-prepared speech had only just begun.

"Mr. Scamander, in my opinion, there are roughly three forms of symbiotic relationships between living beings. The first, and most common, is the food chain relationship, which is also the most primitive natural law."

Eilena casually picked up a small biscuit placed on the coffee table and put it in her mouth.

"Animal husbandry, hunting—these are the most basic survival creeds for all living beings. I don't think liking a certain food, or liking to eat beef or fish, is a strange behavior. For hundreds of thousands of years, human ancestors have domesticated and cultivated countless plants and animals in order to obtain a stable food source."

"Yes," Newt said dryly, "so today, you have enough food to choose from."

"You're right, scattered wild hunting is indeed a backward and foolish act."

Eilena nodded happily, holding up a finger seriously.

"It seems that we have reached the first consensus: if we plan to include a certain animal, or perhaps a plant, in our common food sequence, then large-scale, systematic cultivation is absolutely necessary. In short, if you like to eat it, you'd better learn to raise it."

"Reached...a consensus? Wait! You may not understand what I mean."

Newt Scamander was slightly taken aback, then quickly frowned and said in a deep voice.

"I think, perhaps I need to be more direct? Perhaps ancient people did need to consider this, but in this day and age, grain and meat are completely sufficient, and we have no need to domesticate and cultivate new livestock species."

"Human society has reached complete abundance in terms of food?"

Eilena raised an eyebrow, a hint of playfulness flashing in her eyes.

"Unfortunately, that may be just your opinion…Regarding this issue, if you're interested, you can visit and learn about the former Soviet Union, not far from Britain. It seems that this world still has a long way to go."

Some things are more direct and shocking when witnessed with your own eyes than when heard in words.

Rather than depicting the food shortage situation after the dissolution of the Soviet Union for Newt Scamander in advance, it would be better for this old wizard to see it for himself when he has time. According to Grindelwald's introduction, Newt should still have quite a few friends over there.

"Acromantula, after artificial domestication, its scientific name is *【Scottish Fluffy Soft-Shell Crab】*."

Eilena raised her right hand and snapped her fingers lightly, the wand hidden behind her back quietly poking the air.

Immediately afterwards, a three-dimensional image of an adult Acromantula instantly appeared before Newt's eyes.

"This is a magical creature with extremely rapid reproduction. Not only do its venom glands have extremely high medicinal value, but after artificial breeding and development research, I have found that its eight long legs can provide a very rich source of high-quality protein. Just a small amount of *【Scottish Fluffy Soft-Shell Crab】*'s quarterly egg production can maintain the minimum protein intake standard for nearly a thousand people at Hogwarts."

Accompanied by Eilena's voice, the Acromantula image disassembled silently in mid-air like building blocks, forming one organizational part after another, as if it were a medical anatomy diagram in the non-magical world.

Before Newt could see the various tissues and fibers divided, the dark shells covering the outside of the Acromantula's "muscles" gradually dissipated, and a few flames rose up, enveloping the white and transparent "crab leg meat." A few seconds later, what reappeared before Newt's eyes was just a plate of exquisitely prepared dishes.

"Acromantulas, they have a certain degree of intelligence."

"In the Middle Ages, they, along with Cerberus and Manticores, were magical creatures used by wizards to guard their treasures. This is a dangerous creature that has reached a five-star rating in the Ministry of Magic's grading."

Without continuing to focus on those seemingly fragrant and delicious dishes, Newt took a deep breath and asked in a deep voice.

"Does Professor Dumbledore know about your reckless behavior?"

"Of course, you should be very clear about it, right? Whether it's large-scale breeding in the Forbidden Forest, or the selection of ingredients for all three meals at the school—all of this obviously requires Dumbledore's consent to be carried out."

Eilena waved her hand lightly, dismissing the image in mid-air, and answered in a relaxed tone.

"This..."

Newt Scamander's eyes twitched, his expression a little solemn.

Has Hogwarts…fallen?

"Your expression is a little ugly, Mr. Scamander…Are you pitying them?"

Eilena glanced at Newt Scamander, who had a serious expression, and waved her wand casually.

"Then, what about this situation? Oh, maybe you should take a look at this..."

In the next moment, half of the entire living room was suddenly swallowed up by distorted light, instantly turning into a dim forest clearing. Newt felt as if he had instantly returned to the depths of the Hogwarts Forbidden Forest.

However, what happened next didn't seem so beautiful.

In the very middle of the magical illusion, countless Acromantulas crawled over from the treetops and the edges of the forest, the clicking sound of their black giant claws opening and closing was chilling—group hunting, this is a fairly typical group hunting method for magical creatures, and it is a very obvious attack signal.

Newt's gaze gradually became serious. Even though he knew these were just illusions, he subconsciously gripped the wand in his hand.

*Snap.*

Before the first Acromantula could leap into the air, Eilena lightly snapped her fingers.

The entire Hogwarts Forbidden Forest once again dissipated into a ray of light and shadow, and the surrounding scene returned to the living room familiar to Newt Scamander. The kettle in the kitchen was still slowly steaming, as if everything was just an illusion.

Is this…the illusion magic that Professor Dumbledore spoke of?

Newt Scamander frowned, he was a little unsure if he could cope with Eilena even without Cerberus.

At the same time, he continued to hear the girl's unhurried explanation.

"This is what I personally experienced in the Hogwarts Forbidden Forest last semester. If I hadn't responded properly and the professors hadn't arrived in time, I might have turned into spider food and disappeared forever in the Forbidden Forest."

"As for the result, I think you already know, I survived, and they became the food for the Hogwarts wizards."

Eilena just finished eating the small biscuit in her hand, the girl licked the crumbs on her fingertips, and said calmly.

"If a magical creature with considerable intelligence has extreme aggressiveness, and humans are an option in their main diet, then unless they never intersect with the human world, the only two results they face are submission or extinction…Obviously, Professor Dumbledore also agrees with this view."

"Therefore, before we communicate, there is a basic natural law that needs to be agreed upon."

Eilena slowly put down her wand, her lake-blue eyes looked at Newt Scamander, and asked softly with a smile.

"As long as we are still wizards, and still live as humans, then the rights of all magical creatures cannot override human rights, nor can they be equal to human rights—human rights must be the weight at the very top."

"If you don't agree with this, then we may not need to continue talking..."

"I am also a wizard, so of course I agree with this."

Newt Scamander carefully looked at the little witch in front of him and slowly sat up straight.

"However, this doesn't mean that I agree with your approach—human rights override the rights of all animals, but this is not a reason for wizards to recklessly hunt magical creatures and destroy the natural ecology."

For the first time, Newt's gaze did not dodge to the side, but met Eilena's eyes squarely.

"Miss Kaslana, you cannot simply include all magical creatures in the category of 'food'. This is an extremely irresponsible and childish behavior. If you insist on this, perhaps we don't have much to talk about."

"Of course, I said, I am not a ravenous hungry dragon."

Eilena nodded gracefully and replied with a smile.