Chapter 359 Jomgand's new home
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Qing Mo Da Xian
Vincent didn't think too much, but studied the basilisk horn with his friends.
In appearance, it resembles the horny protrusions of a boa constrictor.
But in the cross-section, it is covered with dense purple-red nerves.
It is because of this that Jomgand feels pain.
"Are you sure this size can fit into a piece of snake wood?" Hermione pulled out her wand, "Look, it's at least two times bigger."
Vincent also took out his wand for comparison.
The two advantages of lightness and slenderness are the reasons why wizards all over the world choose wands.
If it is thick and heavy, it will be quite difficult to swing.
The shape of the double snake stick is that two snakes are tightly wrapped around the stick body. Although it looks a bit exaggerated, it is also light and slender.
The thousand-year-old basilisk horn may not be used to make magic wands.
"Mate, why don't you make a bigger and thicker wand than Salazar Slytherin."
"Yes, it can also use the physical version of the stun spell."
Fred and George's reassurances backfired.
Holding such a wand in actual combat, even if it is full of potions, it may not be as good as an ordinary wand.
"Huh?" Vincent inexplicably remembered the series of books that his mother Evelyn had collected.
The white-haired and bearded old man started with a lighting spell, and he could knock down a large group of people with his staff.
Is it possible to be a melee mage?
As soon as this idea came up, it was deeply rooted in his mind like a seed.
The big stick in the left hand - the big staff, the gun in the right hand, you will die if you touch your face?
Vincent is full of longing for this path that wizards have never imagined.
But from Hermione and Cedric's point of view, he seemed to want to break the pot and plan to actually make a large double snake staff for swinging people.
Rove had no comment.
He was working with Hagrid on Jomgand's head.
Under the comfort of the two of them, it has already returned to its own body.
It's just shrunk a bit smaller than before, missing the eyes under the corner, and becoming more listless.
"Okay, don't be afraid.
I'll regrow you a new horn as soon as possible. "
Vincent put away the basilisk horn with some guilt.
This is connected to the nerves. If it can grow back, Salazar Slytherin will not breed Jormgund after making the Twin Snake Staff.
But if it's Hagrid...
At least not hopeless.
Under the gentle touch of Hagrid and Rove, Jomgand gradually closed his eyes, and his body was no longer tense together.
"Hagrid, let's just—"
"Hush—he's already asleep." Rove stood up and looked away reluctantly, "Can we come here again tomorrow?"
Hagrid nodded at him, "Of course, I'm going to collect some things to decorate here tomorrow."
Fred and George hurried out of the burrow pretending not to hear.
"See you tomorrow, Hagrid." Vincent and the other four waved and walked out.
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After a night of careful care, Jomgand is obviously more energetic than yesterday.
It seems to remember Vincent's smell, or recognize him in other ways.
"Hiss—" it opened its jaws and stopped when it was about to swallow people.
It might remember the Gunblade, or maybe it remembered something Harry had told him to do.
Don't take the initiative to hurt people, and be a qualified baby snake.
The mountain copper bullet endured, even the loss of a horn.
So, can you stop staring at the fangs?
With two dark circles under his eyes, Vincent withdrew his gaze, and opened the suitcase he brought as if nothing had happened.
He took out a very large emerald green eye patch from inside, "As long as you put it on, you shouldn't be afraid of the rooster crowing anymore."
Jomgand's big head receded as if he didn't believe what he said.
"Hagrid, I'd better trouble you to come."
It still has a good impression of the half-blood giant who takes care of itself all night.
With just a little resistance, the blindfold was put on its eyes.
"Please click the magic rune engraved on it again."
As soon as Hagrid did, the emerald green blindfold began to liquefy.
The emerald green liquid covered Jomgand's entire head, and even the inner ear of the lower jaw was completely covered.
An open dark yellow eye appears in place of the closed left eye, with a thin dark lens in front of the intact right eye.
The eyes are symmetrical, and a missing corner of the head has returned.
"Unbelievable!" Hagrid gave Vincent a big thumbs up.
Jomgand looks as if he is not injured now.
The emerald green of the mithril may fade, but it protects its two vital points.
The eye can no longer be blinded, and the Parseltongue can no longer control it.
The lack of hearing and vision to a certain extent is in exchange for the safety of living in the Forbidden Forest.
This gift is an alchemy item made by Vincent staying up all night.
Mithril is priceless, but the Millennium Basilisk Horn is priceless.
Jomgand's attitude seemed to have changed, and he was no longer as vigilant as before.
It and the little wizard in front of it had hurt each other, and took something from each other.
Although it was considered even, it hadn't reached the point where they could be intimate.
Vincent had no regrets or disappointments, but tentatively stretched out his hand.
"Can't you?"
Jomgand, who was spitting out the letter, did not step back.
"By the way, if another weirdo dressed like a bat shows up, you mustn't believe his nonsense."
It lowered its head slightly, as if it was thinking about the meaning of the intermittent and strange tone of words just now.
Bats—monsters—nonsense! ?
It turns out that Batman can tell nonsense!
It raised its head, its invisible right eye narrowed slightly, as if expressing that it understood.
Vincent wanted to repeat it, but he gave up after seeing its performance.
He raised his right hand outstretched in mid-air, and waved lightly at Jomgand, "See you later, I'm going to find something to decorate your new home now."
Jormgund tilted his head, trying to figure out what this sentence meant.
It didn't figure it out for a long time, but it knew clearly that the little wizard had no malicious intentions.
When Vincent brought over a thick blanket, it felt kindness from this gesture.
Hagrid brought in many large logs to build a house suitable for Jormgund's size;
Rolf and Cedric used Transfiguration to flatten the bumps of the burrow;
The exquisite trinkets that Hermione will bring are arranged on the top of the cave;
Fred and George's flat walls are covered with four wallpapers in different colors;
Vincent took out a few small alchemy items for lighting, and cast a curse on Jomgand's intact eyes.
In the blurred vision, there are seven figures of one big and six small.
Although it couldn't see clearly, it still looked at each one for a long time.
A little twisted snake with long horns is carved on the wooden house;
Ceiling trinkets are various mini magical creatures;
On the four walls of red, blue, yellow and green, there are four large badges of lions, eagles, badgers and snakes.
Jomgand lowered his head, as if recalling a very long memory.
"When my heir wakes you up, you need to completely purify Hogwarts Castle and remove all Muggle-born students—"
After its creator finished speaking, he put it, which was really only the size of a palm, into the mouth of a huge statue.
This mission of nearly a thousand years may continue to wait.
Snakes don't shed tears.
But the seven people standing opposite knew what emotion it was trying to express.
A thank you, from the bottom of my heart.
Without the order of the heir, Jomgand has already regarded this place as his home.
……
……
In appearance, it resembles the horny protrusions of a boa constrictor.
But in the cross-section, it is covered with dense purple-red nerves.
It is because of this that Jomgand feels pain.
"Are you sure this size can fit into a piece of snake wood?" Hermione pulled out her wand, "Look, it's at least two times bigger."
Vincent also took out his wand for comparison.
The two advantages of lightness and slenderness are the reasons why wizards all over the world choose wands.
If it is thick and heavy, it will be quite difficult to swing.
The shape of the double snake stick is that two snakes are tightly wrapped around the stick body. Although it looks a bit exaggerated, it is also light and slender.
The thousand-year-old basilisk horn may not be used to make magic wands.
"Mate, why don't you make a bigger and thicker wand than Salazar Slytherin."
"Yes, it can also use the physical version of the stun spell."
Fred and George's reassurances backfired.
Holding such a wand in actual combat, even if it is full of potions, it may not be as good as an ordinary wand.
"Huh?" Vincent inexplicably remembered the series of books that his mother Evelyn had collected.
The white-haired and bearded old man started with a lighting spell, and he could knock down a large group of people with his staff.
Is it possible to be a melee mage?
As soon as this idea came up, it was deeply rooted in his mind like a seed.
The big stick in the left hand - the big staff, the gun in the right hand, you will die if you touch your face?
Vincent is full of longing for this path that wizards have never imagined.
But from Hermione and Cedric's point of view, he seemed to want to break the pot and plan to actually make a large double snake staff for swinging people.
Rove had no comment.
He was working with Hagrid on Jomgand's head.
Under the comfort of the two of them, it has already returned to its own body.
It's just shrunk a bit smaller than before, missing the eyes under the corner, and becoming more listless.
"Okay, don't be afraid.
I'll regrow you a new horn as soon as possible. "
Vincent put away the basilisk horn with some guilt.
This is connected to the nerves. If it can grow back, Salazar Slytherin will not breed Jormgund after making the Twin Snake Staff.
But if it's Hagrid...
At least not hopeless.
Under the gentle touch of Hagrid and Rove, Jomgand gradually closed his eyes, and his body was no longer tense together.
"Hagrid, let's just—"
"Hush—he's already asleep." Rove stood up and looked away reluctantly, "Can we come here again tomorrow?"
Hagrid nodded at him, "Of course, I'm going to collect some things to decorate here tomorrow."
Fred and George hurried out of the burrow pretending not to hear.
"See you tomorrow, Hagrid." Vincent and the other four waved and walked out.
……
……
After a night of careful care, Jomgand is obviously more energetic than yesterday.
It seems to remember Vincent's smell, or recognize him in other ways.
"Hiss—" it opened its jaws and stopped when it was about to swallow people.
It might remember the Gunblade, or maybe it remembered something Harry had told him to do.
Don't take the initiative to hurt people, and be a qualified baby snake.
The mountain copper bullet endured, even the loss of a horn.
So, can you stop staring at the fangs?
With two dark circles under his eyes, Vincent withdrew his gaze, and opened the suitcase he brought as if nothing had happened.
He took out a very large emerald green eye patch from inside, "As long as you put it on, you shouldn't be afraid of the rooster crowing anymore."
Jomgand's big head receded as if he didn't believe what he said.
"Hagrid, I'd better trouble you to come."
It still has a good impression of the half-blood giant who takes care of itself all night.
With just a little resistance, the blindfold was put on its eyes.
"Please click the magic rune engraved on it again."
As soon as Hagrid did, the emerald green blindfold began to liquefy.
The emerald green liquid covered Jomgand's entire head, and even the inner ear of the lower jaw was completely covered.
An open dark yellow eye appears in place of the closed left eye, with a thin dark lens in front of the intact right eye.
The eyes are symmetrical, and a missing corner of the head has returned.
"Unbelievable!" Hagrid gave Vincent a big thumbs up.
Jomgand looks as if he is not injured now.
The emerald green of the mithril may fade, but it protects its two vital points.
The eye can no longer be blinded, and the Parseltongue can no longer control it.
The lack of hearing and vision to a certain extent is in exchange for the safety of living in the Forbidden Forest.
This gift is an alchemy item made by Vincent staying up all night.
Mithril is priceless, but the Millennium Basilisk Horn is priceless.
Jomgand's attitude seemed to have changed, and he was no longer as vigilant as before.
It and the little wizard in front of it had hurt each other, and took something from each other.
Although it was considered even, it hadn't reached the point where they could be intimate.
Vincent had no regrets or disappointments, but tentatively stretched out his hand.
"Can't you?"
Jomgand, who was spitting out the letter, did not step back.
"By the way, if another weirdo dressed like a bat shows up, you mustn't believe his nonsense."
It lowered its head slightly, as if it was thinking about the meaning of the intermittent and strange tone of words just now.
Bats—monsters—nonsense! ?
It turns out that Batman can tell nonsense!
It raised its head, its invisible right eye narrowed slightly, as if expressing that it understood.
Vincent wanted to repeat it, but he gave up after seeing its performance.
He raised his right hand outstretched in mid-air, and waved lightly at Jomgand, "See you later, I'm going to find something to decorate your new home now."
Jormgund tilted his head, trying to figure out what this sentence meant.
It didn't figure it out for a long time, but it knew clearly that the little wizard had no malicious intentions.
When Vincent brought over a thick blanket, it felt kindness from this gesture.
Hagrid brought in many large logs to build a house suitable for Jormgund's size;
Rolf and Cedric used Transfiguration to flatten the bumps of the burrow;
The exquisite trinkets that Hermione will bring are arranged on the top of the cave;
Fred and George's flat walls are covered with four wallpapers in different colors;
Vincent took out a few small alchemy items for lighting, and cast a curse on Jomgand's intact eyes.
In the blurred vision, there are seven figures of one big and six small.
Although it couldn't see clearly, it still looked at each one for a long time.
A little twisted snake with long horns is carved on the wooden house;
Ceiling trinkets are various mini magical creatures;
On the four walls of red, blue, yellow and green, there are four large badges of lions, eagles, badgers and snakes.
Jomgand lowered his head, as if recalling a very long memory.
"When my heir wakes you up, you need to completely purify Hogwarts Castle and remove all Muggle-born students—"
After its creator finished speaking, he put it, which was really only the size of a palm, into the mouth of a huge statue.
This mission of nearly a thousand years may continue to wait.
Snakes don't shed tears.
But the seven people standing opposite knew what emotion it was trying to express.
A thank you, from the bottom of my heart.
Without the order of the heir, Jomgand has already regarded this place as his home.
……
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