Chapter 48： Hatching the Winged Demon

"Yes, Professor, I'm sure it's this, but without those blood lines." Sean said with certainty.

Newt nodded in surprise, looking very interested in the eggs Sean described.

"Mr. Wallop, can you tell me where you saw that egg?"

"Forbidden Forest, I saw a furry thing run past holding that egg." Sean said without changing his face.

"Forbidden Forest...Furry things..."

Newt leaned against the desk with his chin up, and didn't even notice that the tree guard jumped from Sean's body to his cuff. He thought for a while, just before the tree guard was about to pull the button on his cuff. , Newt stood up straight.

He gave Sean a smile: "Wallup... oh, Mr. Wallup, thank you for telling me this, I think it might be a mutated crouched egg, and the guy holding it said Nope. This excites me a bit, maybe the never-mutated Crimson Winged Demon has a new form, and I'll have to look for it."

Sorry, professor, you may be disappointed... Sean glanced at the shackles that were dangling with buttons, and asked curiously, "Sir, I only saw very little about curling up in your book. The description of the winged demon, is this magical animal very rare?"

"Yes," Newt nodded, and when he talked about magical animals, he continued to talk, "this kind of cute little thing is very rare, I have only seen a few over the years, there is no way, they are too It's good at hiding itself, and even if you're lucky enough to spot a crouching demon, this creature's ridiculously high magic resistance makes it difficult for you to catch them."

"So that's it," Sean nodded thoughtfully, then asked, "what would that furry creature do to that unborn little one, uh, I mean, it's going to eat that egg Or what would you choose?"

"Good question, if the 'egg thief' is a friendly creature, like an invisible beast, it will protect the egg and wait until it's safe, if it's a gluttonous one, it might just swallow it and then don't let it go. Don't spit it out, or choke to death."

Newt spread his hands: "The Winged Demon's egg is very hard, much harder than a dragon's egg anyway."

"Then if there is an egg of a scorpion, how will it hatch? I mean, if the stolen egg has no parents, how will the scorpion come out?"

Newt smiled: "Then you're asking the right person."

He took the picture book and quickly flipped through it a few times, then pointed to a picture for Sean to see.

In the picture, an egg is suspended in mid-air, and a flame is constantly burning below.

"The Winged Demon will grow in the egg for a long time, and when it is close to hatching, the egg will shake by itself. And unlike other creatures, the flame is not to heat up, but to peel off the shell to reveal the cocoon inside. This time depends on the flame It depends on the intensity of the flame, but it must be a magical flame. I hatched one before, and my God, I forgot how many flame spells I chanted, and it took almost three full days to bake."

A happy smile appeared on Newt's old face. Obviously, he liked that memory very much.

"Cool..." Sean sighed in admiration.

Then, he showed a curious expression: "Professor Scamander, I heard that the Winged Demons feed on human brains, is this true?"

Newt's expression became a lot more serious: "Yes, yes, to be precise, it likes all brains, but compared to other creatures, the human brain is more suitable for its appetite, perhaps because the taste of the human brain is more complex Changeable? I don't know that."

"Then that crouching demon you raised back then?"

Newt smiled slightly: "As long as you have established a friendship with it, you can satisfy it with a sheep's brain, and it will take a long time for the Winged Demon to be hungry after a full meal."

After chatting with Newt for a while, Sean said goodbye contentedly.

The Fantastic Beasts expert is extremely knowledgeable, and on Fantastic Beasts, he is extremely talkative, which has taught Sean a lot.

"Professor, thank you very much. I learned a lot today. The only regret is that I haven't been able to take your courses. It's so uncomfortable." Sean sighed sincerely, he was really very Want to take Newt's Fantastic Beasts conservation class.

Newt is not good at interpersonal communication, but he can easily judge that the little wizard opposite has a strong interest in magical animals. The most important thing is that Pickett (the tree protector pot) told him that this little wizard made him feel so good that he even wanted to play with him for two days.

Sean looked at Newt with a slightly shy smile. The old man seemed to have always maintained his way of life and his attitude towards people and magical animals.

Newt said: "If you want, you can come to me on Sunday, maybe I can show you something interesting."

Sean immediately smiled: "Of course Professor, I am very willing!"

After an appointment was made, Sean patted his chest politely and said goodbye to Newt contentedly.

When the office door was closed, Newt held down Pickett, who was still pulling on his cufflinks.

"What an interesting little guy." He said with a smile.

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Sean was a little excited when he returned to the dormitory. He finally found a way to hatch the Winged Demon, but he didn't rush out that night.

According to Professor Scamander, the process of hatching the Winged Demon may take a long time. Sean is quite confident in his demonic flame, but it may last for a long time. He has to find a rest day.

Finally, after a week passed, the students once again ushered in the weekend. Sean woke up early on Saturday morning.

He swallowed the grilled sausage he brought back last night as breakfast, bypassed Peeves who was pranking him, and finally came to the eighth floor.

Standing before the stone wall again, Sean closed his eyes.

"I need an open and sturdy place to practice the fire spell."

After repeating it three times, the bare wooden door of the Room of Requirement appeared in front of him.

Shawn pushed open the door and went in, and saw an extremely empty room. There was nothing that could burn in it. There were only a few dummies on the innermost side.

Sean nodded with satisfaction, and then took out the egg of the Winged Demon.

The egg was still shaking slightly rhythmically, and Sean put his hand on it and felt the faint connection.

"It's time to meet, little guy."

Sean rubbed his hands and stretched out his wand: "Protego Diabolica!"

The blue flames rose, and Sean carefully leaned over the egg of the Winged Demon.