Bab 15: Lion, Sheep or Fire Dragon?
The creature lay motionless on the magic carpet, rendered unconscious by the sleeping potion Newt had administered. Its body bore clear signs of suffering. Around its neck was a rough iron chain, its edges jagged as if yanked apart. Its wounds, some oozing pus and crawling with worms, gave off an unbearable stench.
David examined the strange animal closely, his face twisted in a mix of wonder and disgust. Its head resembled a lion's, exuding an air of majesty—at least until his gaze moved down. Instead of paws, it had four hooves like a goat's. Its coat was an odd mix of blue and black, the colors blending like ripe blueberries. The striking contrast between its mane and body only added to its bizarre appearance. But what caught David's attention most was its tail, covered in scales like that of a fire dragon.
"What kind of creature is this?" he muttered to himself, then suddenly had a thought. Did Hagrid create this thing?!
"Grandpa, what is it?" David asked, unable to hide his curiosity.
Newt knelt beside the creature, stroking its mane gently, his touch careful not to aggravate its wounds. "It's a Chimaera," he said softly. "A rare magical beast native to Greece. I spent some time studying them years ago."
"Greece?" David blinked in surprise. "Then what's it doing here? And what's with the chain?"
Newt's expression darkened, his usual gentle demeanor replaced by a simmering anger. "It's probably the work of my old friends—the thieves. They call themselves the 'R Organization.' They're known for capturing magical creatures and selling them on the black market. I worked with the Ministries of Magic from several countries to bring them down years ago, but it seems they're back. Filthy bastards."
David frowned. "So they've been in this forest recently?"
Newt nodded. "It looks that way. The birds and the Chimaera wouldn't have stayed here otherwise. But they seem to have left in a hurry."
Newt adjusted the magic carpet, enlarging it with a flick of his wand. He gently placed David near the Chimaera's head, then climbed aboard himself, directing the carpet toward their home.
As they soared above the treetops, David couldn't stop thinking about the thieves. "Grandpa, how many people are in this R Organization?"
"At their peak, they had about five or six hundred members," Newt explained. "But after the raids, they scattered. Now, I'd guess they have a hundred or two, enough to capture and transport creatures like this one."
"That's still a lot," David said, wide-eyed. "Even Voldemort's group wasn't that big."
Newt chuckled dryly. "True. But these thieves are more disorganized. They take anyone who passes their tests, regardless of strength or background. It's both their strength and their weakness."
"Did you ever send undercover wizards into their ranks?"
"Of course," Newt replied. "It's how we managed to strike them effectively. But no one's ever infiltrated their core group. That's why it's so hard to eliminate them completely."
David pondered this, but before he could ask more, they landed near Newt's cabin.
Inside Newt's workshop, the Chimaera was carefully placed on a sturdy operating table. Newt retrieved a small box filled with surgical tools and medicine. Tina joined him moments later, ready to assist.
David watched in awe as the pair worked in perfect sync. Tina handed Newt the tools he needed without him even asking, while Newt deftly cleaned and sutured the Chimaera's wounds.
David couldn't help but admire their teamwork. I've got a lot to learn, he thought as he watched them work with precision and care.
Finally, after what felt like hours, Newt stepped back, wiping sweat from his forehead. "That should do it," he said, observing the now-cleaned and bandaged Chimaera. "It just needs rest now."
Tina looked at Newt. "Do you think it's the R Organization?"
"It's likely," Newt replied, his expression serious. "I'll head back to the forest to investigate further. I need to figure out how this creature got here."
"I'm coming with you!" David said, stepping forward eagerly.
Newt hesitated. "It might be dangerous," he warned.
"Take him," Tina said firmly. "He needs to learn to handle situations like this. And besides…" Her tone softened, and she smiled. "I'm still strong enough to join you."
Newt couldn't help but smile back. He hadn't seen this fire in Tina's eyes for years, not since their younger days when they'd faced countless adventures together. It reminded him of why he fell in love with her in the first place.
As they headed toward the dining room, Tina held David's hand. "Are you hungry, dear?" she asked kindly.
"A little," David admitted.
"Well, you're in for a treat. I made grilled pork chops!" Tina said, her smile warm.
David's stomach growled in response. "Thanks, Grandma!"
As they sat down to eat, Newt couldn't help but feel a renewed sense of purpose. The fight against the R Organization wasn't over, and this time, he had his family by his side. Together, they'd protect magical creatures and face whatever dangers lay ahead.
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