After becoming a python, he will use the senses of the python, so his eyesight is greatly reduced, but fortunately, he can still see the reserve food, which is basically enough. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The sense of smell and hearing is much stronger than in the past, and even with his eyes closed, Zhao Mai can still outline all the surrounding environment. What kind of small animals have passed through this place and what kind of traces they have left behind, Zhao Mai knows it all. With the help of the Force, he was able to distinguish the classification of the surrounding species from the python's point of view, especially when applying the taxonomy of "what can be eaten" and "what cannot be eaten".

In addition to helping with movement, the scales on the abdomen of the python can also identify the surrounding situation by the tremor of the ground. Before, he rolled up the reserve and could even feel its heartbeat, breathing, and intestinal peristalsis clearly. Through this sense of touch, it can discover the structure of the animal's internal organs, so that it can exert a strong squeezing ability.

There has never been a python in the Forbidden Forest, but the dangerous aura it exudes is enough to scare away most animals. Animals rely on their size, the taste of their mouth, the change in color of their bodies, and sharp parts such as teeth and claws to show strength and make a first impression. When an animal sees a giant python, it will immediately associate it with a venomous snake they have seen. Pythons are not venomous, so the patterns on their bodies are not bright, which will relax the animal. But its huge size is enough to correct the illusion that it is non-toxic and harmless, and Zhao Mai has seen more than one case of an animal being scared to the point of urine.

A bobcat probably didn't wake up, or was simply hungry, jumped down from a branch and pounced on Zhao Mai's head. In the case of a python, it will immediately roll, curl, wrap and squeeze, and then devour. Zhao Mai didn't have so much time to spare, arched himself and then flicked his tail violently, volleying the lynx into the air. The reserve food, who had been expecting a fight, whimpered under his breath, dissatisfied with the loss of such a game opportunity.

The bobcat rolled on the ground a few times and slammed into the trunk. It stood up, chirped, and fled, tail up.

A dog and a snake walked through the Forbidden Forest, following the smell to find it. Although after becoming a python, Zhao Mai's ability to identify scents has improved thousands of times, but he can't find clues through scents like real pythons, and he still needs to do a lot of imitation and exercise in this regard. It's like having the same muscle groups, but someone can do a straight arm loop, and someone can't even do pull-ups. Every ability of animals has been forced out by the environment for a long time and can only be mastered after a lot of tempering.

The longer he chases, the more sure Zhao Mai is of which flavor he is tracking. He was pretty sure the attacker wasn't human, but certainly a spellcaster, and he could smell a faint smell of spell herbs. There was a smell of crumpled clothes on the other party's body, as if the washed shirt had been thrown into the closet without drying and stuffed for another two months.

Or is it more like a dormitory with no windows open for a month?

The python that Zhao Mai had turned into shook his head, hissed, and continued to chase after the four legs of the grain reserve. The smell ahead is getting clearer and clearer, and it looks like it's about to catch up soon. At this time, the reserve slowed down, lowered his body, and put his tongue in his mouth to demonstrate to the python. It swept the python's face with its tail, which was Zhao Mai's face...... Zhao Mai's eyes rolled, he just changed his appearance, and he didn't reduce his intelligence, where did he have the courage to reserve food, and he actually tried to become a tactical commander?

The taste is right behind the bushes. It was supposed to be a short man of about forty centimeters tall, with a pair of flat ears that rose above his head, and a small body under the huge head, with short, thin arms sticking out.

House-elf? Zhao Mai immediately thought of this possibility. As soon as he stuck out his tongue to the left, he copied the bread to the right. Stupid dog, isn't it a waste of time to outflank him, isn't it over if he pounces directly? After Zhao Mai's words left his throat, he just hissed, which happened to be heard by the other party.

"Charge Valianly!" With a battle cry, the elf jumped over the bushes and waved his wand in his hand: "All the stones...... Oops, what is this?!"

The light of the wand went out again the moment it burst out, and the elf jumped twice on one leg in front of Zhao Mai, and then held the wand in front of his nose with both hands, his eyes widened, and he couldn't take his eyes off the python's red and black vertical pupils, trembling.

The Reserve came back from the right side, baring his teeth at the house elves. "Oriental dogs!" the elf, apparently recognizing the reserves, immediately waved his wand and chanted a spell in his mouth.

Zhao Mai slammed forward, slammed the snake's head into the elf's hand holding the wand, and then bit it with his mouth and snatched the wand over. Unlike other wizards, Zhao Mai was well aware of the magical abilities of this house-elf, and knew that they could cast spells even without a wand.

So the thick python's body pressed directly up, slid down its neck, circled around its shoulders and tied a knot around the elf's waist. When the elf tries to speak, it is swept in the mouth by the snake scales, and when the elf tries to wave its arms, it finds that it is so entangled that it cannot move at all. The python coiled its body, and the elf was the poor worm trapped in the middle of the whirlpool. Its open mouth was also pressed by the python with its body, and it wanted to bite but couldn't, and could only squeeze out sad tears from its eyes.

Reserve Grain stepped on the python's coiled body and walked in front of the elf, and the arrogant Wang Wangwang screamed three times, as if he was the boss. Zhao Mai hammered the reserve grain with the snake's head, and then spoke to the elf with his psychic ability.

"Answer my question, or I'll bite you!" if yes, blink, if not, blink. ”

The elf blinked vigorously.

Zhao Mai twisted his head and opened his mouth wide to aim at the bush beside him. The cold ice of the wraiths spat out of its mouth, and soon a layer of frost hung on the branches and leaves of the bushes. "One last warning, don't play tricks. No matter what your mission is, once you die, you can't complete it. ”

The leprechaun looked at the python and blinked.

"Did you cast a petrification spell against Lady Albella?"

"Did you attack the other tutors?" the elf blinked, paused for a moment, and then blinked vigorously.

"In other words, only some of it was done by you, and some of it wasn't?" the elf winked right.

"Who is your master?" the elf's eyes widened, and she didn't dare to move her eyelids for fear of answering the question.

House-elves are absolutely obedient to their masters, especially when there are clear commands. Their race has been enslaved and domesticated for generations, becoming vassal servants of sorcerers, spending their lives in hard work and self-punishment. They possess decent magical abilities, many of them even more powerful than wizards, but they are "doomed" to misery.

Zhao Mai began to cast a psychic charm to make the elf think that he was his closest friend. The elf is tricked, but still refuses to reveal who his master is. It punished itself hard, slamming its teeth against Zhao Mai's scales. (To be continued.) )