Chapter 419: I’m Doing This for Your Own Good
After more than half an hour of searching, they finally found the lake.
But a new problem had arisen.
Kyle had scanned the lake three times, but not only had he failed to spot a Manticore, he hadn't even seen a single Bowtruckle.
"Are we in the wrong place?" Kyle asked, suspiciously. "There's nothing around here at all."
"No, we're not in the wrong place," Newt replied, squatting down in a nearby open area. He picked up a few golden hairs from the ground, holding them up to his nose and sniffing.
"The scent on these hairs hasn't completely faded. We can be sure the Manticore was here yesterday and hasn't gone far."
Newt stood up and continued, "It looks like it's been moved somewhere else, but it shouldn't be too far. Let's look around..."
Kyle nodded, about to head toward the only forest path nearby.
If Hagrid was involved in this, following that path would definitely be the right move.
Just as Kyle turned, Newt suddenly grabbed his arm.
The next second, a rumbling noise echoed from deep along the path, as if something massive had crashed to the ground.