Chapter 151: Demon

In the first microsecond, all research results related to Animagus, as well as knowledge of Thunderbirds, Basilisks, and human biology, bird and reptile biology, were reviewed in his mind.

He initially established dozens of plans that might build a defect-free form.

In the second microsecond, most of the plans were eliminated by subsequent calculations and verification, leaving only three.

He chose the one with the greatest benefit. Thunderbird and Basilisk would become his second and third Animagus forms.

In the third microsecond, he had to solve the problem that blocked Andrew in the research of Magical Animagus: how to stabilize the violent mutation brought by magical creatures to the potion?

Even, the problem he faced was much more complex than simple Magical Animagus. Now, whether it was Dittany Promoting Factor or Dual Magical Animagus, the degree of mutation caused far exceeded that of simple Magical Animagus.

The addition of the crow flock might share part of the pressure, and a powerful brain might also help strengthen the will, but on the magic level, what can be used to suppress the "transformation" dimension that has already exploded?

Is there anything more stable and positive than a Patronus?

Searching through all magic and all potions again, Murphy found that unless he possessed magic power in the protection dimension comparable to a god, the Patronus he released could suppress the mutation of this degree.

Perhaps, the Patronuses released by hundreds of wizards superimposed together would have such power.

But now, where to find so many wizards?

Technological means?

He traversed all possible technological means again, none of which were useful.

Despair lasted for a few nanoseconds, then he patrolled all memories again. Suddenly, something jumped into his mind.

That piece of fur obtained in the Joaquim village.

He had asked the magical creature experts in the institute to study that piece of fur, and the conclusion was: it looked very much like a piece of sheepskin, but it was definitely not ordinary sheepskin.

Because it was almost indestructible. Even a laser that could reach a high temperature of tens of thousands of degrees could at most leave a black dot on the fur.

Since no conclusion could be reached, and it might be very precious, and at worst could be used as a heart-protecting mirror due to its protective ability, it had always been placed on Murphy's left chest. Now it was wrapped in countless expanded flesh and blood.

In the fourth microsecond, the action plan was determined.

Now only one problem remained.

After the power of the fur was stimulated, its magic power would cause new mutations.

That is to say, in his Animagus transformation, he would simultaneously have the characteristics of the Thunderbird, the Basilisk, and the mysterious fur creature.

But he knew nothing about this creature.

The defect-free form calculated in the second microsecond became meaningless. The insertion of this biological element raised the complexity by another order of magnitude.

No one can fully control such a complex process.

Perhaps his final outcome would still be a lump of deformed rotten meat.

So, gamble?

Ha!

The brain flashing with electric light was about to collapse, but at this last moment, it erupted with the most violent agitation.

Facing the desperate situation of ten deaths and no life, Murphy was excited.

Just like a gambler who put all his family wealth on the gambling table, he threw the dice that determined his fate in a desperate move.

All calculations were over.

All preparations that could be made were completed.

Human efforts were exhausted.

But it depends on fate.

Do it!

In the fifth microsecond.

Electric light exploded in Murphy's swollen body, instantly outlining 823,543 runes.

In an instant, like the spherical defense seen in the village, it was activated instantly. It expanded outward, covering the storm, the tornado, and the thousands of crows.

Then, after an incomparably bright lightning bolt, the spherical defense shrank suddenly.

Mary and the others only saw the lower half of the tornado disappear suddenly, and along with it disappeared the dancing crows and the giant in the storm. Only a pitch-black giant egg remained in place, floating in mid-air.

"Captain..."

"That Murphy isn't here, shall we go look elsewhere?" Someone suggested.

Several American Aurors were already planning to retreat. Too many things in front of them exceeded their cognition. Smart wizards should know how to respect magic. If a thing looks very troublesome, it is best to stay away from it.

But Mary didn't move, "There was a great battle here before..."

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

Then, she picked up an earthy-yellow scale.

"This is a Basilisk scale..." Mary said, "The British said he was looking for a Basilisk, right?"

Then, she discovered several feathers 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 black magic creature!"

Indeed, that giant egg seemed to be still emitting rolling black smoke, and it definitely didn't look like anything good.

"Perhaps we should take it back," an Auror said, "It might be a mutated Thunderbird. I have never seen such a black egg."

Mary was also full of doubts about the giant egg. She ignored her teammate's warning and stepped forward a few steps, only to find that the so-called egg was not smooth.

Not only was its surface covered with pitch-black giant scales, but it was even covered with a layer of feathers.

What kind of egg is this?

Occamy?

But Occamy eggs should be silver.

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

The obstruction of her companions was already too late. The next second, only a "crack" was heard.

A crack appeared on the eggshell, then, with a "bang," the giant egg exploded directly, and the shockwave threw Mary several meters back.

And in place, countless electric lights exploded. Those lightning bolts jumped frequently on the ground, weaving a huge electric net. After each lightning bolt exploded on the ground, a small group of jumping electric fire remained in place.

After a while, after the light on the initial electric fires faded, they suddenly jumped up, flashed several times in the air, and then with a "Caw!" cry, revealed the figure of a crow.

The lightning net lasted for more than ten seconds. Thousands of crows constantly turned into lightning in the sky, darting back and forth. For a time, the crow cawing was endless.

And after the electric light dissipated, a pitch-black goat hoof stepped on the ground, and hot electric fire lingered around the black hoof.

The Aurors finally saw clearly the thing in the giant egg.

It was a humanoid creature, more than two meters tall, but its appearance was something they had never seen before.

It seemed to combine the characteristics of a goat, a reptile, and some kind of bird.

Its whole body was covered with armor-like scales, the lower legs were recurved goat hooves, the upper body was draped in a black-gold feathered cloak, and its head was like a bird, with a curved bird beak and long brow feathers. But strangely, a pair of curved goat horns protruded from the back of its head.

"De-de-demon!"

An Auror suddenly pulled out his wand and aimed it at the creature, but before he could cast the spell, "Caw!" a crow suddenly turned into lightning, smashed into his hand with a "bang," and knocked the wand away.

Several more crows hit him with a "crack, crack," and the electric shock and the impact of high-speed flight made that Auror feel like he had been hit by several electric batons. He was instantly knocked to the ground, numb and twitching all over, and couldn't climb up for a while.

The next instant, hundreds of crows in the sky had electric light shining on them, and it looked like they were about to pounce on the remaining Aurors.

That pitch-black tall monster suddenly raised a hand and made a stop gesture. The crows seemed to have received some signal and scattered again, "cawing," as if laughing at the overestimation of the hairless ape.

The Aurors were terrified and at a loss. The monster suddenly appeared beside an Auror with a burst of electric light. The pitch-black scaly claw grabbed an Auror's neck and lifted him up.

It opened its mouth to speak, its voice full of magnetism, deep as an abyss, with a certain fatal attraction that made people's hearts palpitate.

"You are looking for Murphy? Why?"

"Arrest warrant... British Aurors issued an arrest warrant..." Seeing that the Auror was about to be strangled to death by the monster, Mary supported her body and climbed up, hurriedly saying.

Arrest warrant?

The monster was silent for a while and threw the Auror aside. Suddenly, the cloak behind him unfolded. Thousands of crows circling in the air suddenly turned into electric light and surged over, condensing into black feathers on the cloak, and in an instant, a pair of huge black wings with a wingspan of more than ten meters were constructed behind the monster.

The wings flapped, and thunderclouds gathered in the air. Immediately after, a bolt of lightning fell.

In the dazzling flash, the monster was nowhere to be seen.

And high above, several continuous electric lights lit up one after another, having already gone thousands of miles away.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 152 =====