The top of the hill wasn't very far from where they were, and after less than five minutes of walking up the path, there was a sudden opening in front of them. The top of the hill was bare, except for two rocks that intersected like swords and pointed diagonally into the clouds, and where they intersected with withered grass formed a circle of withered grass, and in them faintly peeked out of half of the gray-white stuff—well, they knew at once what Newt Scamander could not take with him.

"Wow... Is it a real ptarmigan egg?! They excitedly leaned forward and stood on tiptoe and looked at the edge of the nest.

The nest is about four feet in diameter and is filled with a thick layer of red down. These long, reddish hairs seem to have magical powers in their own right, keeping the nest warm even on the top of a mountain.

There were about seven or eight ptarmigan eggs lying crookedly on them.

"It's the hair of a magical beast called the Fire Beast, which is very rare and can only be found in southern China." Seeing that Brandi was particularly interested in the furs, Congana explained, "These were a thank you gift from a Chinese friend of Mr. Scamander, who wanted to adopt two invisible beasts from Mr. Scamander so that he could introduce them to his students in his beast class. ”

"The Alien Beast course, the same as our Conservation of Magical Beasts class?" Harry was curious, "Is it a magic school in China?" ”

"Well, it seems to be called the Jixia Academy...... "Kanganna said, "I heard from that Chinese wizard that they seem to have set up a special academy for the management, cultivation and research of magical beasts. ”

That's all she knows. Soon, she stopped and began to smile at Brandi, who was screaming around the Ptarmigan eggs.

"When will they hatch?" Seeing that Congana didn't stop, Harry mustered his courage and lightly touched one of the eggs, which was motionless and had a dull color like lime. It didn't feel like an egg to the touch, but rather like a rough stone.

"......I don't know," Congana said honestly, looking much older.

"Maybe in the next moment, maybe never. They were all brought back from Mr. Scamander's trip to Thunder Bluff - the eggs had been there for an unknown amount of time, and even the Thunder Cliff Thunderbirds had abandoned them. ”

"Huh?"

Congana's answer quickly silenced their excited hearts.

"It's a pity, I thought we would have a chance to see the little Thunderbird out of the shell!" Ron looked at the egg inside with regret and sighed softly. I don't know if I'm lamenting the fragility of life, or simply regretting the disillusionment of riding a thunderbird.

"But Newt brought them back anyway, because he had thought of something?" At this time, Brandi suddenly thought.

"It's just a theoretical possibility......," said Congana, "and Mr. Scamander says he can feel the faint vitality left in the eggs, and wants to bring them back to England to get the help of his former Potions professor—if he can make some potions that can rejuvenate the Thunderbird eggs, maybe they will survive." But he didn't make it in time, and by the time he reached Calcutta by boat, the eggs were so weak enough that they could barely withstand the toss of the journey. That's why Mr. Scamander didn't remove the space when he left here - it's the closest resemblance to Thunder Bluff. He was afraid that if he moved it, the eggs would be completely unsalvageable. ”

"Oh my God, it's been sixty years now...... Hermione let out a dull moan, "none of them have hatched yet, what do they need, flames?" Thunder? Or light? ”

"It's the life force, child...... The external force we exert can only help them complete the final step of breaking their shells, but before that, they need to accumulate more strength than their peers. Congana looked a little lonely, "I'm doing my best to take care of them, but time only seems to make them more and more lifeless, I remember a few eggs here that weren't so bad before, but—"

She sighed, "Now that I think about it, even if they were really lucky enough to break out of their shells now, they probably wouldn't have a few days to live." ”

Vitality? Brandi was thinking about it until they returned to the treehouse, where they were separated and lay on the thick blankets. Supposedly, with Patil's affairs on his mind, he shouldn't have paid too much attention to this. However, when he was in the first grade, his wand once brought a dying unicorn back to life, if recovering from injuries is also a way to replenish vitality...... So is it possible......

Listening to Ron's snoring in the corner, Brandi slowly closed his eyes. If you make it back alive this time, talk to Newt about it before you leave.

Not far away, Hermione, who was so loud that she was snoring, turned over angrily, buried herself deep in the quilt, and let out an annoyed muffled snort.

………………

There was no sunrise or sunset in this space, and there was no insect chirping in Suosuo.

Brandi barely felt the passage of time here, he felt like he had just laid down, and the next second, Congana was already standing next to the ladder below the treehouse calling for them to eat. So everyone came down from it in a daze, and just followed Kangana out in a daze. He also had to hold Hermione tightly because she couldn't open her sleepy eyes.

"I should have gotten a hammock under the treehouse, Ron. Why are you yelling so loudly when you go to sleep...... "Everyone came to the dining room and had a hasty lunch, and Congana seemed to have to clean the whole small building, so she left the kitchen early. Hermione said menacingly with two big black circles under her eyes. "God knows how many days I haven't had a good night's sleep!"

"Then you can rest normally at night." Brandi said that after swallowing a bite of curry, Congana knew the British diet very well, at least the utensils were well prepared. "I don't need our Jack-of-all-trades lady tonight, I can go explore the road first."

"What do you mean?" Hermione said bitterly, "Speaking of which, we still haven't figured it out, what is the situation with Parvati now, you'd better make it clear first-"

Brandi was visibly stunned for a moment, and he poked his head out of the kitchen door to see Congena. "I thought you figured everything out, haven't you read the books in the library? I think that's detailed enough. ”

"If you don't count the piece of paper you tore off, it's detailed enough!" Harry gave him a blank look, "But you tore off the most crucial part, we don't know what will happen to Parvati—"

Seeing Brandi's confused face, Harry suddenly stopped talking and exchanged glances with Hermione Ron.

"Wait a minute?" Harry said dryly, "You don't mean to tell us...... The missing page of "Brahmin in the Night" was not torn by you. ”

"Of course not!" Brandi was a little puzzled, "I copied all the information above, why do you want to do such a thing?" As he spoke, he took out a small notebook from his pocket, flipped it to the corresponding position and handed it over. Harry took it suspiciously, whispering.

"If a half-blood offspring lacks magical talent or violates the restrictions, a mystical religious ritual is used to verify their qualifications as part of the family – the verified half-blood offspring joins the Brahmin sacrifice to the god on May 21 every year as an infant, and goes as a sacrifice to Kailash, the legendary abode of Lord Shiva, the sacred mountain of Hinduism."

"For the Petit sisters, they broke their parents' rule that they were only allowed to have one child at most. It means that between two people there must be a person who will be a sacrifice to Lord Shiva......" Remembering Padma's message to him, Brandi was on fire in his belly. "Obviously, they are not at fault for this kind of thing, but they have to die in vain for such a ridiculous reason!"

"Kailash again? Parvati has already been sent there?! Ron's eyes widened.

"It's hard to say yet, we don't even know where Kailash is." Brandi said.

"So I'm going to go to the Petil family's manor house in the evening to scout, and if Parvati is still at the manor, of course it would be the best."

"It's not you, it's us. I've found that the Transfiguration Charm is actually much more convenient than the Cloak of Invisibility. Harry retorted, and continued. After circumnavigating the mountain three times, the sacrifice will be sent to the top of Mount Kailash using an ancient teleportation magic. There, he received a ruling from Lord Shiva, who was rumored to kill children who were not entitled to live, and left the survivors in his palace to learn magic. In my opinion, this is no different from the burning of witches at the stake in medieval European Inquisitions, but the shamans of the lower castes in India were generally very convinced of it. Many people have heard thunderous rage and the cries of the surviving boys and girls from the summit of Mount Kailash during the festival, and others have claimed to have seen magical glows on the summit at night. But since no one has ever returned from the summit of the sacred mountain, including adventurers and climbers, we have no way of knowing the authenticity of this ritual. ”

This concludes the transcript.

The three of them looked at each other. "But you just mentioned to Newt about the magical beasts on Kailash, so that Shiva on the top of the mountain and this sacrifice ......"

"Ah, that's right, this is supposed to be a hoax that the Brahmin caste has maintained for hundreds of years," said Brandi, "and Padma also stole into the family's ancient texts to confirm this—there could be no Shiva on it, and there would be no survivors." Children who are sent up will only be a dead end. ”

"Because on the top of Mount Kailash, there is a god of destruction in the truest sense of the word, a monster with nine heads!"