8 The Freak

Yeah, it wasn't the nicest idea, to talk rudely with a person, who is according to Newt, as strong as Dumbledore. To prove that fact, here I was dangling upside down in the air. I could probably use my magic to get out of this situation, but I knew that the white haired freak won't harm me. At least not in front of Newt.

And yes, I said freak, because he just used wand less magic, without moving a single muscle. It was just like how, a house elf uses magic instinctively.

"You might be Scamander's friend, but you are not mine. So, I would very much appreciate it, if you didn't do anything, that would make me want to kill you." said the weird guy. I have to admit though, he is hella scary.

Man, it reminds me of the time, when I was in middle school, and the kids from high school, would hang me upside down. Ah, those were some fun times. Anyways, I better say something, because it turns out that this body does not like being held upside down.

"Could you please release me? Because I think I am going to vomit." as soon as I said those words, the weirdo released me, making me fall head first to the ground.

"Hah, now I understand, what you meant, when you said that, he is weird." said the freak. And fuck you too. I am not weird. You are the weird one here. I am just an adorable little elf with tennis ball eyes.

"Anyways, I think you were talking about elves?" Scamander asked with a smile on his face. The amusement was clear on his face.

"Hmm, as I was talking earlier, bowtruckles don't attack muggles and elves, as long as they don't directly harm them. The reason they don't attack muggles is still not clear, but there's a theory which says that, they didn't attack elves because, both of them, at that time, used to live together. It was just a theory though, since not many people were able to establish contact with the elves, as they were even more protective of their home than the bowtruckles are, and would attack any wizard they see near their home." while he was talking, he gently tapped on the table near him, which was transfigured into a human with long ears.

"This is what an elf used to look like in our time. They had powerful magic, and were known as the protectors of nature. They were also a very long-lived race. Although they had strange pointy ears, they were unnaturally beautiful, and were famous among the nobles as sex slaves. I guess that is one more reason for their hate of wizard kind." Wow, that was too much info dump right there. But, I think I have figured out his identity. I mean, I doubt there's anyone else who has lived for such a long time.

While, I was thinking about everything that he casually revealed, Newt asked a question, which I had been meaning to ask for as well. "So, if the elves were as strong as you said they were, then how did they all die?"

"Well, they were burned to the ground by a Flight of Dragons. Someone, and by someone I mean one of their many enemies, managed to steal and plant one of the eggs of the Leader of a Flight of Dragons. The Elves might have been strong but their own home turned out to be their greatest weakness. Although the Elder Tree, was resistant to normal magical fire, it could not resist against the might of the Dragons. After all, there's a reason that dragon fire is considered as deadly as fiendfire. In the end all the Elves that managed to survive the onslaught slowly started to lose their magic upon the death of their home. Almost all of them were later captured by a Dark Lord who then experimented upon them for years and as a result the House Elves were born." Wow, that was some long ass explanation. But there's something that's bothering me.

"So, you mean to say, that the dark lord was only involved with the experimentation, and the main perpetrator is still unknown? And how could an entire race just vanish from the face of earth without the story making any big news? I mean, I have read many history books but, none mentioned anything about elves." I asked him for the first time, since I was really curious how something like this could stay hidden from the public at large.

The other occupants of the room remained silent for a while, before the freak answered, "Hmm, to tell you the truth even I don't know who was behind the destruction of the Elves. To be honest though, I didn't even bother to try and find out about it. So, if you want to know the perpetrators behind this scheme then you will have to find out on your own. And as for why there's no mention of elves in history books? Well, the house elves are the product of black magic experimentation, and the wizard kind has become too reliant on house elves over time. If the truth were to be exposed some day about the house elves, then the ministry's whole propaganda of eradicating the dark arts will all be for naught." Wow, to think that just one piece of information could practically destroy the ministry's propaganda, is quite an eye opener. But the main point of concern is that the people behind the destruction of the Elves could Target in the future, if everything goes according to Kei- *ahem* -plan.

"So, does that answer all your questions ? If yes, then I would be taking my leave today. I have a lot of work to do." watching him rise from his seat, Newt rose from his chair as well, and shook hands with him while saying "It was nice to see you Nicolas. I hope we can see each other again before I kick the bucket." I had a feeling that Newt wasn't joking. He really thought that he was going to live for one to two years at most. He had been a bit under the weather for quite a while now, so it hurt to see a friend slowly lose their life.

"I would, if I don't kick the bucket before you." saying that he apparated away, despite the anti-apparation ward.

"Well, I guess I should get going as well. Good bye Newt. And do take care of yourself." I said and picked up the glass cage containing the bowtruckle.

"I am more worried about you my young friend. But, I have faith that you can take care of yourself, so goodbye to you too." I nodded, went out the front door and quickly apparated away.