Hogwarts: From Selling White Peppers to Becoming a God

Chapter 151 Demon

In the first microsecond, all the research findings on Animagus, as well as knowledge about pterosaurs, petrified lizards, and human biology, bird and reptile biology went through my mind.

He initially identified dozens of schemes that could potentially construct a defect-free form.

In the second microsecond, most of the proposed solutions were eliminated by subsequent calculations and verifications, leaving only three.

He chose the one with the greatest potential benefit. Thunderbird and Petrified Lizard will become his second and third Animagus forms.

In the third microsecond, he had to solve the problem that had been blocking Andrew's research on magical Animagus: how to stabilize the violent mutations that magical creatures brought to potions.

In fact, the problems he faces are far more complex than those of a simple magical Magus. Now, the degree of mutation caused by either the White Vitex Promoter or the dual magical Magus far exceeds that of a simple magical Magus.

The addition of the crows might alleviate some of the pressure, and a powerful brain might help strengthen willpower, but on a magical level, what can be used to suppress the already excessive "change" dimension?

Is there anything with more stable and positive energy than a guardian deity?

After searching through all the magic and potions again, Murphy discovered that unless he possessed protective dimensional magic comparable to that of a god, the guardian spirit he released could not suppress the current level of mutation.

Perhaps, the combined power of the guardian spirits released by hundreds of wizards is what gives it such power.

But where can we find so many wizards now?

What about technological means?

He tried all possible technological means again, but none of them worked.

The despair lasted for a few nanoseconds, then he reviewed all his memories again, and suddenly, something jumped into his mind.

The fur obtained in the village of Josiam.

He had the macaque experts at the institute study the fur, and they concluded that it looked like a sheepskin, but it was definitely not an ordinary sheepskin.

Because it is almost impossible to damage, even lasers that can reach temperatures of tens of thousands of degrees can only leave a black spot on the fur at most.

Since no conclusions could be drawn from the research, and it might be extremely valuable, at the very least it could be used as a breast protector due to its protective capabilities. Therefore, Murphy had always kept it close to his left chest, and now it was encased in countless swollen flesh and blood.

In the fourth microsecond, the action plan was finalized.

Now only one question remains.

Once the power of the fur is activated, its magic will cause new mutations.

In other words, his Animagus transformation will simultaneously possess characteristics of a Thunderbird, a petrified lizard, and a mysterious fur-bearing creature.

However, he knew nothing about this creature.

The defect-free form calculated in the second microsecond becomes meaningless; the insertion of this biological element once again increases the complexity by an order of magnitude.

No one can fully control such a complex process.

Perhaps, in the end, he will still turn into a grotesque lump of rotten flesh.

So, shall we gamble?

what!

The brain, shimmering with electric light, was on the verge of collapse, but in its final moments, it erupted with the most intense turbulence.

Murphy was thrilled to see a path leading to certain death.

Just like a gambler who has staked everything on the table, throwing the die that will decide his fate.

All calculations have been completed.

All possible preparations have been completed.

All efforts have been made.

But it's all up to fate.

It's done!

……

The fifth microsecond.

Lightning exploded within Murphy's swollen body, instantly outlining 823,543 runes.

In an instant, the spherical defense, just like the ones seen in villages, was activated. It spread outward, enveloping the storm, the tornado, and the thousands of crows.

Then, after an incredibly bright flash of lightning, the spherical defense suddenly contracted.

Mary and the others only saw the lower half of the tornado suddenly disappear, along with the flying crows and the giant in the storm, leaving only a giant black egg floating in mid-air.

"team leader……"

"Murphy isn't here, shall we go look somewhere else?" someone suggested.

Several American Aurors were already planning to retreat. Too much of what they were seeing was beyond their comprehension. Wise wizards should know to respect magic, and if something looks dangerous, it's best to stay away from it.

But Mary didn't move. "A great battle took place here before..."

She pointed to the blood splattered on the rocks in the distance.

Then, she picked up a yellowish-brown scale.

"These are scales from a petrified lizard..." Mary said. "The Englishman said he came looking for a petrified lizard, right?"

Then, she discovered a few feathers that had been blown here by the dissipated tornado.

"Thunderbird feathers." She seemed to understand something. "No wonder there was a storm..."

"Thunderbird? Then, is this a Thunderbird egg?" someone asked.

"You must have failed your Magical Creatures class! Thunderbird eggs are golden!" someone said. "This thing looks like a creature of dark magic!"

Indeed, there seemed to be billowing black smoke still emanating from that giant egg, which was definitely not a good thing.

“Perhaps we should take it back,” said one of the Aurors. “It might be a mutated Thunderbird. I’ve never seen such a black egg before.”

Mary was also full of doubts about the giant egg. Ignoring her teammates' warnings, she took a few steps forward, only to find that the so-called egg was not smooth.

Its surface was covered with huge, jet-black scales, and even had a layer of feathers.

What kind of egg is this?

Is it a bird-snake?

But the eggs of the bird snake should be silver.

Reason told her that the egg might be very dangerous, but at the same time, it seemed to have some kind of fatal attraction, making her involuntarily reach out and press her hand on the black scales.

The companions' attempts to stop them were too late; the next second, there was a "snap" sound.

A crack appeared on the eggshell, and then, "Bang!" the giant egg exploded, the shockwave throwing Mary several meters backward.

Meanwhile, countless bolts of lightning exploded on the spot, frequently leaping across the ground and weaving a huge electric grid. After each lightning bolt exploded on the ground, it left behind a small ball of jumping sparks.

A short while later, after the initial bursts of electricity faded, they suddenly leaped up, crackling several times in the air, and then let out a "caw!" revealing the figure of a crow.

The lightning web lasted for more than ten seconds, with thousands of crows constantly transforming into lightning bolts in the sky, darting back and forth, their cawing filling the air.

After the electric sparks dissipated, a jet-black goat hoof stepped onto the ground, with scorching electric flames swirling around it.

The Aurors finally saw what was inside the giant egg.

It was a humanoid creature, over two meters tall, but its appearance was unlike anything they had ever seen before.

It seems to combine features of a goat, a reptile, and some kind of bird.

Its body is covered with armor-like scales, its lower legs are curved hooves, and its upper body is covered with a black and gold feather cloak. Its head is like a bird, with a curved beak and long eyebrows, but strangely, a pair of curved ram horns protrude from the back of its head.

"Evil, evil, demon!"

An Auror suddenly drew his wand and aimed it at the creature, but before he could cast a spell, "Caw!" A raven suddenly transformed into lightning and slammed into his hand, knocking the wand away.

Several more crows swarmed and thrashed at him. The shock and the force of their high-speed flight made the Auror feel as if he had been hit with a stun gun. He was instantly knocked to the ground, his body paralyzed and convulsing, unable to get up for a moment.

The next instant, hundreds more crows in the sky crackled with electricity, poised to pounce on the remaining Aurors.

The tall, dark monster suddenly raised a hand, making a stop gesture. As if receiving some signal, the crows scattered again, cawing as if mocking the hairless ape's overestimation of its abilities.

The Aurors were terrified and at a loss, but the monster suddenly appeared beside one of the Aurors with a flash of lightning, its black scales and claws grabbing the Auror's neck and lifting him up.

When it spoke, its voice was magnetic, deep and unfathomable, possessing a kind of heart-stopping, fatal attraction.

"Are you looking for Murphy? Why?"

"Wanted... The British Aurors have issued a wanted notice..." Seeing that the Auror was about to be strangled to death by the monster, Mary supported herself and quickly said.

Arrest warrant?

The monster remained silent for a moment, then tossed the Auror aside. Suddenly, the cloak behind him unfurled, and thousands of crows circling in the air transformed into bolts of lightning, condensing into black feathers on the cloak. In an instant, they formed a pair of enormous black wings with a wingspan of over ten meters behind the monster.

The pair of wings fluttered, and thunderclouds gathered in the sky. Then, a bolt of lightning struck.

In the blinding flash, the monster had vanished without a trace.

High in the sky, several streaks of lightning flashed continuously, already thousands of miles away.

(End of this chapter)