After successfully peeling off the soul fragments from the diary, Weston left with two buckets of fresh dragon blood with satisfaction. Snape hesitated for a moment, and left Malfoy Manor with Weston. As for the diary
, Weston casually cast a severe fire spell, burning it until there was no ashes left.
After returning to Hogwarts, Weston did not let Snape leave, but mysteriously pulled him closer to the Room of Requirement.
"You can tell me what you have to say, I still need to prepare to teach those little trolls." Snape said casually.
"Don't worry, teacher!" Weston chuckled and took out a few bottles of expired potions found in the storage room of the Room of Requirement. "Can you help me see what these potions are? If
If useful, we can try the formula to restore them."
Potion? Snape glanced at Weston in surprise. He knew the character of this disciple. If Weston was obsessed with studying magic, he would believe it. But if Weston wanted to study potions, he would be a little suspicious.
His purpose.
However, it was just a matter of breaking the potion, so it was not a big deal. After a little hesitation, Snape took the bottles of potion from Weston's hand.
"I will tell you the analysis results later. Is there anything else?" Snape asked.
Weston nodded with a smile and took out a black round stone.
"Phoenix dead eggs! Where did you find them?" Snape stood up in shock, "Did you rob a pure-blood family?"
This thing is called a Phoenix Death Egg? What does it have to do with the Phoenix? Weston had never heard of this thing at all, so he asked his doubts.
"It's normal that you don't know. I only learned about this thing after I read a book by chance." Death Nip sighed, "This is the real stuff for making immortality potions!"
"Phoenix dead eggs, ghost-faced ghost flowers, sun stones, and water from the Styx were refined alternately using hell fire and phoenix flames. It took a hundred days and nights without eating, drinking, or rest to make such a longevity potion. After drinking it,
, can make the wizard gain a life span of two hundred years out of thin air."
"It's a pity that these materials are basically extinct. Just such a dead phoenix egg is basically useless." Snape looked at the black stone egg in Weston's hand with some pity.
Is that so... Weston looked at the dead phoenix egg in his hand with some pity.
"However, there is a theory," Snape said hesitantly. "Legend has it that the phoenix death egg was born after the phoenix suffered a fatal attack during its nirvana. The phoenix is a true undead creature. If the phoenix death egg can be awakened,
If there is life in the egg, this dead phoenix egg can also be hatched!"
"What should we do?" Weston asked impatiently.
"I don't know." Snape shook his head, "But the phoenix is a creature born from fire. You can try it with flames."
Weston nodded, thoughtfully, stood up and solemnly thanked his teacher, took out a magical creature egg, and placed it in front of Snape - this was exactly what he got from the storage room.
One of several eggs of less-than-viable magical creatures.
Based on the contents of the "Illustrated Book of Magical Creatures", Weston guessed that this should be the egg of a thunderbird.
The Thunderbird is also an extremely powerful magical creature, and Weston's magical Animagus transformation once used the Thunderbird's talent to summon thunder. The Thunderbird's egg is an extremely rare existence.
No matter which country you are in, this is a banned item.
Of course, neither Weston nor Snape cared about that.
"It seems that you did get a lot of good things!" Snape received the tribute from his disciple, nodded with satisfaction, and reminded, "The vitality in this thunderbird egg is obviously not strong. If you
If there are other types of eggs, it’s best to refine some potions to enhance their vitality.”
"I understand, teacher! Although thunderbird eggs are also a relatively precious potion material, I hope that the teacher can have an extra powerful magic pet!"
Snape nodded. He also thought so. A single Thunderbird egg was too wasteful for refining potions, and hatching was the best way to deal with it.
After sending Snape away, Weston breathed a sigh of relief quietly, and then focused his attention on the dead phoenix eggs.
Use flames to enhance vitality? Weston hesitated for a moment, then made up his mind and did it! If it doesn't work, it's just a loss of a dispensable material. If it works, then he can truly
Got a phoenix pet!
As soon as he thought of this, Weston immediately became very interested. He picked up the dead phoenix egg, placed it solemnly in the fireplace, pointed his finger, and cast a "flame blazing".
One minute, two minutes...ten minutes...
An hour passed, and there was still no change at all.
Isn't the temperature enough? Weston thought for a moment, gritted his teeth, and pulled out the wand: "Burn away from the fire!"
The black-red flames directly enveloped the dead phoenix eggs, and Weston became furious and directly used the Fire Spell.
Not burned to ashes? Seeing this, Weston relaxed a little and tried to control the scope of the fire so as not to burn the house directly.
Huh? There has been a change! Weston looked at the dead phoenix eggs with joy. He could already feel that the dead phoenix eggs were absorbing the flames.
Absorb more, absorb more... Weston murmured. As if the Phoenix Death Egg heard Weston's voice, the speed of absorbing flames suddenly accelerated a lot.
For a time, the hellfire summoned by Weston was almost completely absorbed, and the temperature in the air dropped significantly compared to just now.
Seeing this, Weston hurriedly added another Fierce Fire Curse. Without his control, the Phoenix Death Egg did the work for him, quickly absorbing the black-red hellfire.
Just like this, one released and the other inhaled, and gradually the sky became dark. The dead phoenix eggs did not stop absorbing the flames, but absorbed them faster and faster.
Weston gradually increased the power of his magic. Once the hellfire summoned behind him got out of control, he might not even be able to put out the fire in time.
Fortunately, he didn't let him get rid of the dead phoenix eggs. It absorbed as many as he summoned.
Hmm? It seems to have weakened? Has it absorbed enough? Weston felt that the speed of the Phoenix Death Egg absorbing the hellfire seemed to be a little slower, and he gradually weakened the magic output...
Two hours later, Weston put away his wand. The dead phoenix eggs had not been absorbed at all, and there was no need for him to cast the Fire Spell again.
"Crack..." A soft cracking sound came from the fireplace. Weston took a closer look and saw that there was suddenly a crack on the dead phoenix egg.
Could it be that... Weston thought of a possibility and stared at the dead phoenix egg with joy, his eyes full of excitement and expectation.
The "cracking" sounds became more and more intensive, and there were more and more cracks on the dead phoenix eggs.
As a long red beak broke out of the shell, the entire dead phoenix egg instantly collapsed and turned into a cloud of black dust, which gradually dispersed through the vents in the fireplace.
"Qiang Qiang--" A creature like a little chicken jumped around in the fireplace and screamed twice. A trace of black sparks burst out from its mouth as it opened and closed its mouth.
, fell on the fireplace, and a small hole appeared.
What is this? Weston was disappointed and at the same time looked at this little guy with some curiosity.
It looks very similar to the young phoenix. However, the phoenix's skin is pink, its feathers are orange-red, and its beak is yellow. This little guy's body is completely black, and his beak is also red with black.
.
Wait, isn’t this the Netherworld Phoenix? Weston has a guess...