In short, Newt devoted his life to the protection of magical animals.

He believes that wizards should protect magical animals and live in peace with those intelligent species classified as "humans".

He also struggled for this goal throughout his life.

William generally admires such people who have dreams and actions.

He hesitated for a moment and soon said what he saw under the black lake.

Newt is an expert in this field, and he should be able to answer William's confusion.

"I have seen the sacrifices you saw in the Mermaid Tribe, too," Newt explained.

"In fact, it's not just mermaids, but almost all intelligent creature tribes have sacrifices.

Humans also sacrificed their sacrifices in ancient times. After they gained some kind of power, they produced the first powerful warlocks.

This is the predecessor of some wizards.”

"Part?" William noticed Newt's words.

"Yes, not all wizard powers come from sacrifices." Newt hesitated, "Child, this is not my field. Professor Dumbledore has more research on this."

Newt obviously doesn't want to talk more about this.

“The priests open the entrance to special realms by performing appropriate magic steps.

The invisible power exists there, just like a man himself, with many forms, both good and evil.

There is the power of light that can heal, guard, and search for the universe, and there is the power of darkness that runs contrary to the way... brings destruction and chaos.

If the sacrifice is done properly, the invisible power will obey the prayers of the sacrificers and display them in the world... Thus, the sacrificers seem to have infinite power.

In return, this power requires sacrifices to pray and praise the power of light…and to the power of darkness, blood and even life.”

"Who are those mermaids... to whom are they sacrificing?"

"I think it's the Siren Siren and the earliest mermaid." Newt pondered for a moment, "You should have seen that mermaid statue, right?"

William and Hermione nodded quickly.

"That statue is the legendary Siren. I have seen Siren statues in various tribes of the human fish in the world."

"Isn't Siren a myth?" Hermione suspiciously, "In the Muggle's story, there are also legends about Siren."

"Story?" Newt shrugged, "Child, I don't think so."

"The simplest example is that the snowmen can often be seen in the Muggles at the foot of the Himalayas, and the strange news of the Loch Ness monster is also increasingly circulating among the Muggles.

For Muggles, snowmen and water monsters are just legendary creatures, but for wizards, snowmen and horse-shaped water monsters are magic creatures that have never been changed.

They like to show off in front of Muggles and deliberately attract their attention.”

"But...this is different."

"Nothing different, the wizard is also a story for Muggles, just like Merlin and King Arthur."

Newt leaned over his head and looked at the sea of ​​clouds.

"Many stories evolved from facts. However, in the later generations, they were constantly distorted, exaggerated, and even mixed with other stories.

But it doesn't mean there is really nothing."

William raised his eyebrows, and he had heard similar words from Dumbledore.

"Is there any evidence?" Hermione doubted.

Newt laughed: "I have visited all over the world over the years and have seen too many magical creatures and collected countless first-hand information.

Even if you are interested, I think I have to spend a school year explaining to you both.”

"We'd love to take your Protective Fantasy Beasts class." William smiled.

"Give me aside, kid. I'm retired, and Professor Kettleborn is excellent."

After Newt got to know a few people, he started talking too much.

"In fact, to prove that the easiest way is that all mermaids know about Siren, even for thousands of years, the mermaid tribe who have been closed in a certain lake.

Isn't this very interesting?"

William and Hermione both listened seriously.

Newt continued: “I discovered one more thing during the investigation.

Every mermaid believed devoutly that there was an island on the distant sea where the Siren, who sang the magic song, lived.

Her singing guides the ghost into the underworld.

The Siren is the guide of the underworld and the most faithful servant of the God of Death."

"Death?" William frowned slightly.

"Is it the god of death among the three brothers?"

Mercury, the elf who had been listening to the story next to him suddenly asked.

"That's right, it's him!" Newt's eyes were extremely serious.

"Wait, three brothers...isn't that just a story?" William became more and more confused as he heard it.

If according to Newt, the Siren really existed, William could still understand it.

He had seen the power of a phoenix, and the Siren might be a powerful mermaid.

But suddenly I got involved in the underworld and the God of Death... This is as nonsense as "I, Qin Shihuang, paying money".

"What are the three brothers?" Hermione became even more confused. She hadn't even heard of it.

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"Why haven't I heard of it!" Hermione looked at William in surprise.

"This is an old story in the magic world. It is said that it was written by Lao Bidou, and every little wizard knows it."

"How did you know?" Hermione said strangely.

"I bought Anne the wizard storybook. Before school started, she often pestered me to read bedtime stories to her at night," William explained.

"What is the story of those three brothers?"

William coughed and said, "Once upon a time, three brothers were rushing on a secluded path, and it was almost dusk.

As they walked, they came to a river. The water was too deep to swim, and it was too dangerous to swim.

However, the three brothers were proficient in magic. When they waved their wands, a bridge appeared on the wide water. When they walked to the middle of the bridge, a hooded figure blocked their way.

The one who blocks the way is the god of death, who is angry because the travelers who lose three new offerings will usually drown in the river.

But Death is very cunning. He pretended to congratulate the three brothers on their magic, saying that they had escaped Death with their intelligence and could each receive a reward.

The boss is a warlike wizard, and what he wants is the most powerful magic wand in the world!

Death walked to an elder tree on the shore, made a magic wand with hanging branches, and gave it to the boss.

What the second brother wanted was the ability to resurrect the dead. The god of death picked up a stone from the shore and gave it to the second brother, telling him that the stone had the ability to revive the dead.

The God of Death asked the youngest third child what he wanted. The third child was the most humble and smartest, so he wanted something that would allow him to leave there without being followed by the God of Death.

Death reluctantly gave him his invisible cloak."

William soon finished the story of Death and the three brothers.

"In the end, the other two brothers died. Only the third brother avoided the sight of the god of death and lived until he was very old. He finally took off his invisible cloak and handed it to his son, and then greeted the god of death like an old friend meeting."

"This is just a fairy tale," Hermione began to support William's statement. "It's impossible for death..."

"Wait." Mercury suddenly interrupted.

"I heard my great-grandfather tell the story of the God of Death and the Three Brothers, but it is another version.

The content is completely different from Lao Bidou's!"

William was surprised by Mercury's words.

There is a new version of this kind of bedtime story?

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Chapter completed!