Chapter 49: The Winged Demon Who Loves to Eat Brains
Sean is actually a little worried, because the nature of his spell is very strange. The magical flame it summons has the characteristics of strong fire, but he and the people he recognizes will not feel the temperature of the flame when they come into contact with it.
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The eggs of the Curled-wing Demon should not be attacked by its own flames, but whether they can hatch is still unknown.
Sean put the egg into the flame, and saw the blue flames licking the surface, and the egg stopped shaking.
Sean breathed a sigh of relief. This was consistent with the characteristics of hatching described by Professor Scamander.
The incubation process does not require other steps, and Sean's 'Devil Flame Blessing' will continue to burn quietly as long as he does not end it actively and is not attacked.
This was also one of Sean's confidence. If he had learned the Fire Curse, whether the Winged Demon would be hatched was another question, and the Room of Requirement would definitely be burned down by him.
The incubation process lasted for a whole day, with Sean practicing some little spells on the side and taking a look at the eggs of the Winged Demon from time to time.
As time goes by, the green patterns on the surface of the egg gradually blur, like the brushstrokes on an oil painting haloing into a ball.
When Professor Scamander said that the egg shell began to deform, Sean stopped what he was doing and stared at the center of the flame.
The egg that had been calm for a day finally began to tremble slightly. At this time, the patterns on it had long melted into mixed colors, with only a trace of red blood lines still left.
"Crack." The shell of the egg made the sound of the foam board being crushed.
Instead of the scene of the egg shell gradually breaking as Sean had expected, it was as if the shell suddenly turned into a liquid, and traces of smoke swirled around.
The smoke billowed violently, then suddenly shrank, the egg disappeared, and a green spiny cocoon lay in place.
Sean stretched out his hand, and felt a strange feeling before he got close. The previously vague connection seemed to be strengthened all of a sudden. He felt as if the cocoon in front of him had grown with him.
Same as the big one.
Sean smiled unconsciously and put the oval cocoon half the size of a fist in his hand.
It twisted slightly in Sean's hand a few times, seeming to be adapting to the new environment.
"Hey, little guy, why don't you come out and meet me?" Sean squeezed the Winged Demon.
Taking this action of his as a starting point, the cyan cocoon instantly grew larger!
A pair of blue-green wings suddenly opened, and a creature that looked like a reptile or a giant butterfly appeared in front of Sean.
The wings covered with spikes occupy most of its body. The back of the wings is a kind of turquoise, and the rest is blue, like an unfolded convertible car tarpaulin. The two layers at the tail are covered with fine nets.
It has a like pattern. If you look carefully, you can see that the edge of the pattern is faint blood red.
The curling-winged demon's head was like a white bone mask, and its dark round pupils were staring directly at Sean.
"You're so cool..." Sean muttered.
He put his hand on the white head of the Winged Demon. The little guy, who was just born, made a sharp and hoarse sound. It responded to Sean's movement, and then spread its wings.
The Winged Demon's flight seems to have a magical effect. It just flaps its wings twice, and its speed becomes faster and faster.
After hovering rapidly in the air for several times, the Curled-winged Demon suddenly let out a sharp cry, and its originally black pupils were instantly stained with blood.
The speed of the curled-winged demon suddenly increased, and then it rushed towards the dummy in the corner.
It pounced heavily on the dummy's body, opened its salivating mouth suddenly, and then bit the dummy's head hard.
The head of the specially-made spell practice dummy exploded like a watermelon, and the curling-winged demon's fine fangs directly crushed it!
"It must be very painful to bite your head..." Sean shrank involuntarily after witnessing all this.
The curl-winged demon showed a disappointed expression. It turned around and rushed towards Sean. When Sean's nose was almost touching the flashing fangs, the curl-winged demon suddenly shrank and wrapped itself tightly into a
A cocoon fell on Sean's hand.
Sean felt the connection again, and he vaguely understood what the Winged Demon meant.
"Hungry, want to eat, inside of you."
Sean was stunned for a moment before he realized what he was doing. He took out the sheep brain he had gotten from the kitchen.
At that time, the house elf complied with his request very respectfully, and even chased Sean to ask if he needed other types of brainflowers...
Sean placed the sheep's head on the ground, and the Winged Demon unfolded its body. Its round pupils turned red uncontrollably, but it did not move rashly and just stared straight at Sean.
Sean smiled: "Eat it, it's all yours."
The curled-winged demon shook his saliva and pounced on the sheep's head.
Looking at the little guy devouring his food, Sean nodded with satisfaction.
His biggest worry before was that the Winged Demon refused to listen to him, and his violent emotions were transferred to the Demon, which would probably make this guy have an extremely strong desire to attack.
Now it seems that although this guy's eating habits are a bit cruel, he is still willing to listen to himself.
Sean had a flash of realization, it must have been when he was transmitting his emotions that he left a connection with it.
At this time, the curling-winged demon unfolded its body and was a little bigger than an owl, but its eyes glowed red when it saw its brain. Sean prepared five pounds of things and the curling-winged demon swallowed them all in less than two minutes.
The Winged Demon looked at Sean with his mouth open, his saliva still flowing down.
"Full, but not completely full."
It conveyed this meaning.
Sean walked over and touched its hard head, comforting him: "It's not good to be too full. We'll eat again tomorrow."
The curling-winged demon suppressed the blood in its round pupils and turned back into that little cocoon.
"good."
Sean couldn't help but grin.
Although this guy likes to eat brains, he is still very cute when he is obedient.
Sean wrapped one of the tentacles protruding from the tail of the Winged Cocoon around his finger and left the Room of Requirement with satisfaction.
During this period, Sean met several people. The Curly Wing Demon in his hand would always shake, as if he was asking Sean if he could taste the other person's brain.
After Sean strictly prohibited it, the Winged Demon had no choice but to wrap himself up tighter.
Back in the Ravenclaw common room, Sean happened to meet Hermione who was still reading in front of the campfire.
"Sean, where have you been today? I haven't seen your shadow all day." Hermione asked doubtfully.
Just as he was about to answer, Sean felt the Curly Wing Demon hidden in his palm shaking violently.
The emotion it conveys is exciting.
"The one opposite, I smell it, the brain is delicious!"
"...Stop staring into human brains!"
Sean smiled coquettishly at Hermione: "Oh, I went out to exercise my brain today... No, I went to exercise my body."