Inside the office, the principals on the walls were snickering. The Sorting Hat was grinning beside it.

The fiery red Fawkes no longer stood on a perched branch, but prostrate in its nest, its slender neck and entire head buried under its blue-purple wings.

Hans Christian Andersen's wings.

And Andersen snuggled up to it, his head resting on Fox.

Out of curiosity, Linde had also learned about the phoenix, or the immortal bird, a magical animal. One of the biggest traits of this animal is pride.

This creature is born with eyes above the top, and it is difficult for them to communicate too deeply with other individuals.

For generations, the Ollivanders family used the phoenix's body materials to make wands. This also shows that the phoenix is not a rare creature, but as far as Lind knows, only the Dumbledore family has a deep contract with the phoenix. And not everyone in the Dumbledley family can be recognized by the Phoenix, only a few.

It is said that most of the wand hearts are collected in the wild. It's like collecting natural wild matsutake mushrooms in the Muggle world. Of course, he didn't know much about this.

Anyway, it's hard for the phoenix to recognize any of the rest of the creatures. And this pride is directed at all individuals, including their own kind. It is quite normal for one phoenix to look down on another.

And this scene in front of Linde's eyes.

The situation in which Fox buried his head and slender neck under Hans Christian Andersen's wings was only seen on a pair of phoenixes that were companions to each other.

Andersen fell in love with a Miss Phoenix in less than three months.

Although Andersen raised it himself, he still had the feeling that all the good cabbages were arched by pigs.

Worried that there was a Fox inside, Linde gently shook the nest.

As Linde stood here longer and longer, Andersen shrugged

Beak, with a stirring spirit, woke up from a sweet sleep and looked at the figure in front of him.

When Linde saw it, she remembered what it had said before: it became sensitive to smells.

"Goo-go ）”

Lind nodded.

Andersen flew up and woke Fawkes up. At this time, Dumbledore also paced from behind.

For a while, the office, which had been a little quiet, became a little noisy again.

"Be quiet!" Lind glared at Andersen, then at Dumbledore.

"Hello, Professor! Long time no see. ”

"Actually, it didn't take long." Dumbledore laughed, and Fawkes flew onto his arm, combing its hair carefully. "Look, I said they'd get along."

"Uh...... I think so! Linde was a little unsure of what the other parent's thoughts, and inexplicably thought of things like the bride price in his head.

I don't think it's much!

After thinking for a while, he realized that this was England. It's not the Huaxia of the previous life.

Dumbledore didn't say anything about Fawkes and Andersen, he raised his arm in a throwing pose, and Fawkes flew to the golden perch, and Andersen returned to the nest and lay down.

Dumbledore didn't beckon Linde to sit down this time, nor did he invite him to eat candy, "So, what is the matter with you coming to me this time?" Lynde. ”

"I'd like to ask about the notebook last time, and take a look at it again." Lind said.

"Ahh That book, that book deals with some evil spells, and I've destroyed it. As for your little pet...... I remember it wasn't in very good shape. ”

"Well, it looks like I made the right decision - give the notebook to you, Professor.

As for it......" Lind looked at Andersen, "it may be that it is trying to stay here to look bad." Linde said coldly.

When Andersen heard this, he shuddered with fright.

"Then I don't know, but if you want to take it, you'll be fine. Even if it's not in good shape, it's not life-threatening! Dumbledore laughed.

"Of course, it's better to take it with you, and if you keep it here, it must have caused a lot of trouble for the professor." With that, Linde raised his arm and motioned for Andersen to fly over.

Andersen reluctantly flew onto Linde's arm, which was no longer fit to stand on Linde's shoulder.

"Haha, it's not a problem, but it brings a lot of vitality to me. And it can be regarded as finding a playmate for Fox. Dumbledore said, and then the conversation shifted. In that case, is there anything else? ”

It seemed that he had other things to do today, and as the headmaster, he had a lot of opportunities every day, and it was indeed impossible to find time to deal with the children's affairs every time, so Linde simply thanked Dumbledore and said goodbye. Then walked out of the office.

Walking out of the spiral staircase, Lindh frowned at Andersen.

Now it can almost be on par with Linde's hands when it stands in Linde's hands, not counting the tail feathers, and the normal upright height should be 30-40 cm. The wingspan is definitely more than a meter. It is covered in blue-purple feathers, and its beak is wider than it used to be, reflecting a metallic luster.

It's no wonder that it was able to hold Fox in its arms.

And Andersen's claws, which were already thicker than those of his other kind, are now thicker and sharper. This is not purely in terms of size, but the proportions of the claws to the body are larger than before.

Now Linde can't estimate its strength, but he feels that if Andersen exerts force, his arm will definitely not be able to stand it, of course, this is unbearable in the human state.

"Well, I'm sure I'll put more shrunken spells on you in the future," said Linde, looking at it.

Hearing Linde's words, Andersen grunted twice,

Then he flew to the ground, his mouth wide open.

Gollum ~ Gollum ~

A swollen and slippery sound sounded, and Andersen's throat began to widen, and its abdomen and chest began to shrink and shrivele down.

Its mouth also opened wider and wider. Its eyes began to become blank,

The corners of the mouth were torn violently, breaking through the confines of the beak. Then, from its mouth, a ball of flesh with blood streaks and slimy gastric juice was spat out.

At the same time, Andersen's original body fell to the ground like a deflated ball. The ball of flesh that it spat out began to beat like a heart.

A beak and claws suddenly pierced out of the ball, and a Hans Christian Andersen, who was one size smaller than before, tore open the shell and burrowed out of it.

The smaller Hans Christian Andersen opened his mouth, and four or five slippery purple tentacles poured out of his mouth, and the tentacles wrapped around the originally large shriveled body and the flesh shell that had just wrapped him and "recycled" them into his mouth.

At the same time, the corners of its mouth were torn open again, breaking through the restrictions of its beak and stuffing those things into its body in one go.

After doing all this, Andersen withdrew his tentacles, and the corners of his mouth were glued together again, like a normal bird. Shake off the bloodshot mucus feathers on his body and stretch out.

Some of the slime was thrown at Linde's body.

Linde dipped his finger in a little and put it in front of his eyes, and a familiar smell rushed to the tip of his nose.

"This salty feeling, is it seawater?! Thick, sticky water. Linde was a little frightened, the difference between the current Andersen and the Andersen he expected seemed to be a little too big. At the same time, the smell also made his jaw tickle a little.

Andersen flew over his shoulder and rubbed his cheek affectionately. I didn't realize how different my behavior was from the simple little raven I had been.

It's as if in its consciousness it's supposed to be.