A whole new world

[Phoenix Levon Scamander]

"No," Phoenix replied, and then perked up remembering that he had his wand with him. Sometimes he forgot to pack it or move it to whatever bag he took for the day but today he had taken the same backbag as the last time he was out.
"Well, Sam... When you think of magic, what does it look like? I mean, what would you need to see to believe it's real?" he asked, scratching Gibsons head but looking at Sam. Phoenix was doubtful he could perform whatever that might be, but perhaps he could. At least his parents or grandfather or great-uncle could if he managed to get one of them here another day. He had only muggle friends in this town so their families surely couldn't help. From the corner of his eye he noticed that several meters away some other children were stopping to take a long look at Gibson but their parents ushered them forward, not wanting them to go pet something so odd as a mole. Phoenix was very glad about this as he wasn't planning to cast any spells in front of a whole group of muggles. He didn't like to cause trouble in such direct and open way, even though he did not have the Trace on him as he wasn't a Hogwarts student.