Hogwarts: Harry Potter and the Glock 18.

Chapter 218 Thunderbird + Misty Dragon =?
After the Christmas holiday, time seemed to speed up suddenly. In a few months, Hogwarts seventh-grade students will bid farewell to the school and enter the society, becoming a glorious social animal. However, more graduates are hard to find to work.

The average life expectancy of wizards is very long. There are many wizards who are still active in the front line at the age of 90 or 30.00. If you don’t go abroad after graduation, just stay in England, then the employment rate of Hogwarts graduates will even be as low as Less than [-]%.

In a place as big as England, how could there be so many jobs for fresh graduates? The total number of resident wizards in England is only [-], which is not as large as a town of Muggles.

This vague uneasiness did not disappear because of the thaw of winter and snow, but it had little effect on Harry. After all, for Harry, even if he did not have a rich godfather and a considerable inheritance from his parents, He can easily choose a pleasing position in the magic world based on his real talent and learning.

Not everyone can endure the boring study day after day like him.

Dormitory-auditorium-classroom-clock secret room-professor's club, Harry, who lives in this five-point line every week, gave up all social and entertainment time, and even the training of the battle group, he only took one day every weekend Relax your body and relieve the mental fatigue caused by high-pressure study.

After finishing the special tutoring at the Transfiguration Club on the weekend, Harry had a whole afternoon to relax. Compared with studying, exercising does not require the use of the brain. With only muscle memory, Harry can also be half asleep and half awake. Squeeze out every drop of sweat in the body under the condition of the body. When the physical exhaustion gradually rises, the brain that has been fully rested will once again glow with new vitality to face the heavy and boring schoolwork of the next week.

But today, as soon as Harry stepped out of the castle, he heard the sound of birds flapping their wings. Hedwig, who had been raised by Harry for a long time, hovered lightly above his head, then swooped down and landed firmly on Harry. raised arms.

"I envy you so much, Hedwig!"

Hedwig, who was held in Harry's arms and rubbed her face, flapped her wings in disgust, but after a little struggle, fortunately, she let Harry do what she wanted. After all, she hasn't seen each other for a while, and she didn't go to the woods together. Happy hunting, and Hedwig misses Harry a little bit.

But as an excellent messenger, Hedwig did not forget her mission this time.

It didn't care about combing the messy feathers on its body. After Harry let go of it, Hedwig raised her left leg, which was tied with a piece of folded parchment.

"Whose letter is it?" Harry, who was a little dazed, yawned lazily, and then opened the letter.

[The shell is about to break, Harry, come here quickly! 】

Hagrid's scribbled handwriting was a little hard to read, but after recognizing what this sentence said, Harry's tired spirit suddenly shook!
"Hedwig, please send another letter to Rove!"

Harry took out a quill and quickly wrote a sentence on the back of Hagrid's letter, causing Hedwig to fly into the air with the letter in her mouth.

After all, Little Thunderbird Neil is still the father of this little guy who is about to be born. It would be a pity if Rove couldn't see the scene of the little guy breaking his shell. This is witnessing the birth of a new species. All magic biologists are of great significance.

Harry, who was almost running all the way, rushed to the door of Hagrid's hut within a few tens of seconds. Fang Fang, who was lying on the door basking in the sun, was so frightened by the huge black shadow that suddenly descended on his head, he let out a loud groan. Flying in place, halfway through the take-off, there was still some flamboyant soup.

"The pissing of pants has reached a new height, it's really ugly, Fangya."

Harry opened his mouth a little dumbfounded, Yaya's eyes showed a trace of grievance in a very humane way, as if to say: "What a good day, why did you suddenly come here to scare the dog? Is there any law?"

But now is not the time to appreciate Fang Fang's fancy pants peeing. Harry knocked on the door of Hagrid's house. Before Hagrid could answer, Harry hurriedly opened the door.

"Shh-"

Hagrid put his finger up to his mouth, signaling Harry not to yell so as not to frighten the children.

"Oh"

Harry, whose movements slowed down immediately, walked forward cautiously. In a bird's nest with a diameter of about one meter, there was a handsome silver-blue bird squatting obediently on it.

It's been a long time since the little Thunderbird Neil grew up under Hagrid's careful feeding. Compared with the little furball when we first met, the current Neil's wingspan is almost two meters.

"Hey, little Neil is already this big!"

Facing Harry's somewhat surprised greeting, Little Neil raised his wings and fired a beam of [-] volts, his eyes were full of excitement.

'I'm not the little Thunderbird who could be bullied by you back then!I, Uncle Neil, stand up now! '

Neil, who had imagined that Harry was burnt from the electric shock and twitched on the ground emitting black smoke, called out excitedly, but he only had time to squeeze out half of the sound, and the rest of the sound dropped suddenly.

"Coo coo coo~" Little Neil, who started to crow like a rooster, lowered his head, blinking his pitiful little eyes, and there was a hint of unscrupulous flattery in his tone.

"Uh, this is prenatal depression?" Seeing Neil, who changed his face faster than his face, Harry asked in astonishment, "But isn't Neil a male? Could it be possible that hatching an egg can change his gender?" gone?"

Harry, who was struck by lightning but nothing happened, had a heavy ray of lightning around his fingertips. Harry, who insisted on going to the secret room every day to repair his armor for five hours, is now very proficient in using the rune of qo (lightning), Compared with the beginning, the thunder element he made now has barely reached seven times the gold weight of Seti's standard.

The lightning that Neil inspired just now was directly swallowed up by this tiny thread of lightning element.

"You want this?"

After seeing little Neil's longing gaze, Harry waved the silk thread in his hand with a smile on his face.

"As long as you are serious about hatching eggs, I will give this to you."

Little Neil, who nodded quickly, was afraid that Harry would go back on his word, and crackling lightning flashed out of his body again, and all of the lightning was swallowed by the huge dragon egg under him, and the fire dragon egg needed the help of flames to hatch, then this Lanlong's eggs naturally also need to be bathed in thunder, and the Thunderbird, which is a perpetual motion machine of lightning, is naturally the best egg incubator.

"Have you come out of your shell? Have you come out of your shell?"

He arrived before anyone could be heard, and there was a trace of heavy breathing in the chaotic footsteps. Rove, who rushed over in a hurry, staggered into the room, grabbed Harry's arm and shook it vigorously.

"I'm not late, am I?!"

"Shh-"

Hagrid raised his finger again, and slowly bent down to get closer to the dragon egg bathed in thunder.

"I heard the sound of Thor hitting his shell."

"Look!"

Accompanied by a crisp sound, a crack opened on the huge Lanlong egg, like a crack under the water, and the lightning that overflowed from Neil's body was sucked into the small crack by the storm.

The irritable current overflowed crazily from Thunderbird Neil, and the originally energetic little Thunderbird seemed a little sluggish under this rough absorption. Although Neil is almost one year old now, for Thunderbird In other words, this is just learning to fly, and he is still in the stage of a baby bird. A large amount of lightning has been extracted in a short period of time, and his recovery speed is far from enough.

Seeing Neil's high head lowered a little bit, Harry also felt a little distressed. Although he liked to tease little Neil and bully him by the way, Harry still liked his goddamn son. of.

He walked into the violent lightning field, stretched out his hand and gently scratched Neil's neck, and he put the thin thread of lightning element by Neil's mouth. Maybe Neil needs this thing?
But little Neil just lightly rubbed Harry's hand, then picked up one end of the silk thread and pulled it lightly, turned his head and placed the thread next to the crack where the dragon egg was split.

The irritable lightning field disappeared instantly at this moment, and at the sudden middle of the sudden inhalation of the storm, there was a muffled belch, and a burst of 'smoke' with electric sparks spewed out from the crack. It was Lan Dragon's unique thunder breath.

Little Neil, who seemed to be relieved, stood up tremblingly, his staggering footsteps were almost unsteady, Harry quickly picked him up, and rubbed Neil's listless little head.

"You're exhausted."

Harry took a deep breath, and after recovering his magic power, he once again condensed a thin thread of thunder element.

"Cuckoo~clack~" Little Neil, who was so happy that he was learning how to crow again, was not polite this time. He picked up the thin thread and swallowed it in one gulp. There was a flash, and Neil Sa Yazi, who immediately became energetic, flew out of the house, rumbling thunder raged outside the window, and he was venting the excess lightning power overflowing from his body.

"Hagrid, tell me." After hearing Neil's commotion, Harry patted Hagrid's arm with some fear, "Will this little guy in the egg eat up his stomach?"

"What did you just feed?" Although he could guess that the thin thread Harry gave Neil was a good thing, Hagrid didn't dare to jump to conclusions without knowing its function.

"I made the materialized lightning by a special method. The magic power consumed by that thin thread is almost enough for me to use the blasting spell two or three hundred times."

"Realized lightning?"

Hagrid scratched his head incomprehensibly, he really didn't understand what it was, "But if it's thunder and lightning, it shouldn't spoil your stomach, Fox likes to eat all kinds of weird magic flames, last time And find Norbert to breathe fire."

"Then how about we open it and take a look? Maybe this little guy fell asleep after eating too much?"

Harry leaned closer to the dragon egg and listened carefully. There was a slight breathing sound, and the little guy didn't burp directly in the egg.

Just when they were undecided, Neil, who had vented the excess lightning in his body, flew in. He landed on the nest where the eggs were hatched, poked his head into the crack, and then pecked at it with his sharp beak without hesitation. The gap was opened, and as soon as he raised his head, he picked up a crumpled little guy about the size of Fang's head, and delivered it directly to Harry's hands.

He patted his wings happily, as if telling everyone that he was done, and he finally didn't have to lie down in the nest and imitate an old hen to hatch eggs.

"This breed. How can I say this?"

Harry had seen the adult picture of Lanlong before. It was a dragon with a pair of golden horns on its head, a body covered with light green carapace scales, and a fin-shaped flying membrane as thin as a feather coat growing on its back, and a pair of thin film wings. , a slender dragon.

But Thor, who had just hatched, had no hard scales on his body, and there was no fin-shaped flying membrane on his back. Thor, who was naked, could not even see half of the feathers, only the golden dragon horn on the top of his head remained unchanged.

'Could it be that this crossbreeding gave birth to a son of scourge who inherited all the shortcomings of both parents? '

After seeing the whole picture of this little guy clearly, such a sentence inexplicably appeared in the hearts of the three of them.

"Maybe it will look better if it grows longer?"

Rove spoke hesitantly, he was also ugly by the newly born Thor, what a dragon, lizard cubs are much more beautiful than this soft and wrinkled little guy.

"No matter what it looks like afterward, whether it looks good or not."

There was no disgust in Harry's eyes, "At least we succeeded, right, Hagrid, you succeeded! The cross-species crossbreeding of Lanlong and Thunderbird!"

"Hagrid, you've done an amazing thing!"

Being praised by Harry, Hagrid smiled a little embarrassedly. To be honest, Hagrid didn’t have a high sense of accomplishment in his heart. He still wanted to help Harry breed a handsome and powerful dragon, but the current This result seems to be unsatisfactory.

"Harry is right, Hagrid, we succeeded! Maybe this little guy is not as handsome as we imagined, but at least we witnessed a brand new life appear in our world!"

"This is a journey of exploration shrouded in countless unknown fogs. One failure doesn't mean anything. What's more, didn't this little guy sleep soundly?"

"Perhaps we should decide on a racial name for Thor. In the first illustrated book of magical creatures I wrote later, Thor will definitely appear on the first page of the book!"

"Then take a picture and take a picture!"

Harry dug out a brand new camera from the dragon leather backpack. The film camera would not be disturbed by the magic magnetic field. When Hagrid told him that the dragon eggs were about to hatch, he had asked Aunt Petunia to buy one for him. Send it, just wait for this moment.

Little Thor, who was placed on the eggshell, slept very soundly. With the click of the shutter, the first picture of this little life was frozen in the camera's film.

"Since he is the descendant of Lanlong and Thunderbird, let's just call him Lei Lanlong."

Harry asked Hagrid for some worthless unicorn hairs. Under the influence of the spell, the snow-white and slender hairs wove into a soft bed by themselves. The little guy hung around his neck by Harry He fell asleep heartlessly, as if the sky had fallen and had nothing to do with him.

(End of this chapter)