After the Christmas break, time seems to have suddenly become faster, and in a few months, the seventh year students of Hogwarts will leave school and enter society as honorable social animals, although many more graduates will not be able to find jobs.

The average life expectancy of wizards is very long, and there are many wizards who are still active on the front line at the age of eighty or ninety, and if they do not go abroad after graduation and die in England, then the employment rate of Hogwarts graduates will be even lower than 30%.

In such a big place as England, how can there be so many jobs allocated to fresh graduates, and the total number of resident wizards in the whole of England is only 3,000, which is not as large as the number of people in a Muggle town.

This vague uneasiness didn't disappear as the snow melted in winter, but it didn't have much impact on Harry, after all, for Harry, even if he didn't have a rich godfather and a considerable inheritance left by his parents, he could casually pick a pleasing position in the wizarding world just by learning from his real talents.

Not everyone can stand the boring study day after day like him.

Dormitory-auditorium-classroom-grandfather clock secret room-professor's club, Harry, who lives in the middle of the five-point line every week, gives up all his social and entertainment time, and even the training of the warband only takes one day every weekend to relax and relieve the mental fatigue caused by high-pressure study.

After the weekend of special tutoring at the Transfiguration Club, Harry had a whole afternoon of relaxation, compared to studying, exercising does not need to use his brain, just muscle memory, Harry can also squeeze every drop of sweat in his body in a half-asleep state, when the physical exhaustion gradually rises, the fully rested brain will once again rejuvenate to face the heavy and boring schoolwork of the next week.

Today, though, as soon as Harry stepped out of the castle, he heard the sound of birds flapping their wings, and Hedwig, who had been herded by Harry for a long time, hovered lightly above his head, and then dived down and landed steadily on Harry's raised arm.

"I envy you so much, Hedwig!"

Hedwig, who was held in Harry's arms and rubbed his face with his face, flapped her wings with some disgust, but after a small struggle, it fortunately let Harry do it, after all, she hadn't seen each other for a while, and she hadn't gone to hunt happily in the woods together, and Hedwig missed Harry a little.

But as a good messenger, Hedwig has not forgotten the mission she came to this time.

It didn't bother combing its messy feathers, and after Harry let go of it, Hedwig lifted her left leg, which was tied to a folded piece of parchment.

"Whose letter is it?" A somewhat dazed Harry yawned lazily before opening the letter.

[It's about to break the shell, Harry, hurry up!] 】

The scribbled handwriting of Hagrid's dragon and phoenix dance was a little illegible, but after recognizing what it was written on, Harry's already somewhat tired spirit suddenly shook!

"Hedwig, please go and deliver another letter, to Rove!"

Harry, who had reached for a quill, quickly wrote a quick sentence on the back of Hagrid's letter, causing Hedwig to soar into the air with the letter in his mouth.

After all, the little Thunderbird Neil is still the father of the little guy who is about to be born, and it will be a pity if Rove can't see the scene of the little guy breaking out of the shell, but this is to witness the birth of a new species, which is of great significance to every magical biologist.

Harry, who was almost running wildly, rushed to the door of Hagrid's hut in a few tens of seconds, and Fangya, who was lying on the door basking in the sun, was startled by the huge black shadow that suddenly descended overhead, and flew up in place with a whimper, and there was some angry soup and water halfway through the takeoff.

"Pee your pants to a new height, it's really good, toothy."

Harry opened his mouth a little crying and laughing, and his eyes showed a trace of grievance in a very humane manner, as if to say, "What a good day, why did you suddenly run here to scare the dogs, and there is no Heavenly Reason King Law?" ”

But now is not the time to admire the fancy pants pee, the door of Hagrid's house is knocked on by Harry's 'knock', and before Hagrid can answer, Harry hurriedly pushes the door open.

"Shhhh

Hagrid put his finger to his lips and motioned for Harry not to scream so as not to frighten the child.

"Oh"

Harry, whose movements immediately slowed down, stepped forward cautiously, and in a bird's nest about one meter in diameter, there was a handsome silver-blue bird squatting on it.

I haven't seen him for a long time, and the little Thunderbird Neil has also grown up under Hagrid's careful feeding, compared to the little hairy dumplings when they first met, Neil's wings are almost two meters away.

"Oh, little Neil is so big!"

Greeted by Harry's somewhat surprised greeting, little Neil raised his wings to a hundred thousand volts, his eyes full of excitement.

'I'm not the little Thunderbird you could bully back then! I, Uncle Neil, stand up now! ’

Neil, who had already made up the idea that Harry was scorched by electricity and was lying on the ground convulsing in black smoke, screamed excitedly, but the voice was only halfway out, and the remaining tail notes dropped abruptly.

"Coo~" Little Neil, who learned to crow a chicken, lowered his head, his poor little eyes blinked, and there was a hint of undisciplined flattery in his tone.

"Uh, that's prenatal depression?" Looking at Neil, who was changing his face faster than turning his face, Harry was a little stunned, "Isn't Neil a male?" Could it be that hatching an egg can make him transgender? ”

Harry, who had been struck by lightning but didn't have any, had a heavy ray of lightning wrapped around his fingertips, and Harry, who insisted on going to the secret room every day to repair his armor for five hours, was now very proficient in the use of the magic word qo (lightning), and compared to the beginning, the thunder element he made now barely reached seven times the weight of gold according to the standard of Sethi.

The thunder and lightning that Neil had just inspired were directly swallowed by this subtle ray of thunder elemental threads.

"You want this?"

After seeing little Neil's wistful gaze, Harry raised the thread in his hand with a smile on his face.

"As long as you hatch the eggs carefully, I'll give this to you."

Little Neil, who nodded quickly, was afraid that Harry would regret it, and a crackling electric light appeared on his body again, and this electric light was all swallowed by the huge dragon egg under him, and the fire dragon egg needs the help of flames to hatch, so this Lanlong's egg naturally needs to be bathed in thunder, and the thunderbird, which is a thunderbolt perpetual motion machine, is naturally the best egg incubator.

"Is it out of the shell? Is it out of the shell? ”

Before anyone could arrive, there was a heavy breathing in the sound of stray footsteps, and Rove, who had hurried to the scene, staggered into the room, grabbed Harry's arm and shook it vigorously.

"I'm not late, am I?!"

"Shhhh

Hagrid raised his fingers again, slowly bending down to get closer to the dragon egg bathed in thunder.

"I hear Thor hitting his shell."

"Look!"

With a crisp sound, a crack opened in the huge Lanlong egg, as if it were a crack under water, and the thunder and lightning that spilled from Neil's body were sucked in by the small crack storm.

The irritable electricity overflowed from the Thunderbird Neil's body crazily, and the little Thunderbird, who was still in high spirits, looked a little sluggish under this overly rough absorption, although Neil is almost a year old now, but for the Thunderbird, this is just learning to fly, and it is still in the stage of a young bird, a large number of thunderbolts have been extracted in a short period of time, and his recovery speed is far from enough.

Seeing Neil's high head lowered a little bit, Harry looked a little distressed, although he liked to tease little Neil and bully him by the way, but for his godbird son, Harry still liked it very much.

He walked into the violent lightning field, reached out and gently scratched Neil's neck, the tiny thread of thunder was placed by him on Neil's mouth, maybe Neil needed this thing?

But little Neil just rubbed Harry's hand lightly, then picked up the end of the thread and tugged at it, turning his head and placing it next to the crack in the dragon egg.

The irritable thunder and lightning field disappeared in an instant at this moment, and the original storm inhalation action sounded in the middle of the abrupt moment at this moment, and a muffled belch sounded, and a 'smoke' with dancing electric sparks erupted from the cracks, which was Lan Long's unique thunder breath.

As if relieved, little Neil stood up a little tremblingly, and it was almost unsteady on its feet, and Harry quickly scooped him up and rubbed Neil's listless little head.

"I'm tired."

Harry took a deep breath, and after his mana had recovered, he once again condensed a thin thread of thunder.

"Coo~Giggle~" Little Neil, who was happy to learn to crow again, was not polite this time, he picked up the thin wire and swallowed it in one bite, with the dazzling electric sparks on his body crackling with an overloaded flash, Nelsa who was suddenly energetic flew out of the house, and the rumbling thunder was raging outside the window, and he was venting the excess thunder and lightning power overflowing in his body.

"Hagrid, you say" Harry patted Hagrid's arm with some trepidation after hearing Neil's commotion, "is this little guy in the egg going to have a bad stomach?" ”

"What did you just feed?" Although he could guess that the thin line Harry gave Neil was a good thing, Hagrid didn't dare to make a judgment without knowing what it did.

"The materialized thunder and lightning I created with a special method, and the magic power consumed by that thin thread is almost enough for me to use two or three hundred blasting spells."

"Materialized. Thunder? ”

Hagrid scratched his head a little incomprehensibly, he really didn't understand what it was, "But if it's thunder and lightning, it shouldn't be a bad stomach, Fawkes likes to eat all kinds of weird magic flames, and last time I asked Noble to breathe fire." ”

"Why don't we open it up and take a look? Maybe this little guy is too full of food and falls asleep? ”

Harry leaned closer to the egg and listened, there was a faint sound of breathing, and the little one didn't burp directly in the egg.

Just when they couldn't make up their minds, Neil flew in after venting the excess thunder and lightning in his body, he landed on the nest where the eggs were hatching and poked his head into the crack, and then without hesitation pecked open the gap with his sharp beak, and when he looked up, a crumpled little creature about the size of a tooth and a tooth head was picked up by him and sent directly to Harry's hand.

He flapped his wings happily, as if to tell everyone that he was done, and that he finally didn't have to lie down in the nest to learn how to hatch the eggs of the old hen.

"This breed. How do you say that?"

Harry had seen a picture of a dragon in adulthood, a slender dragon with a pair of golden horns on its head, covered in pale green carapace scales, and a pair of membranous wings with a thin fin-like membrane growing on its back.

But Thor who had just come out of the shell did not have hard scales on his body, and there was no fin-like flying membrane on his back, and Thor who was bare could not even see half of the feathers, only the golden dragon horns on the top of his head did not change.

'It's hard to make this cross-breeding. A damned son who inherited all the shortcomings of both parents? ’

After seeing the whole picture of this little guy, such a sentence appeared inexplicably in the hearts of the three of them.

"Maybe it will look better if it grows longer?"

Rove hesitated to speak, he was also ugly by the newborn Thor, where is this dragon, the lizard cubs are much better looking than this soft and wrinkled little guy.

"It doesn't matter what happens after that, whether it looks good or not."

There was no disgust in Harry's eyes, "At least we succeeded, right, Hagrid, you succeeded!" Cross-species cross-breeding of Arashisaurus and Ptarmigan! ”

"Hagrid, you've done something amazing!"

Being praised by Harry like this, Hagrid smiled a little embarrassedly, to be honest, Hagrid's sense of accomplishment was not very high, he still wanted to help Harry cultivate a handsome and powerful dragon, and the current result did not seem to be satisfactory.

"Harry is right, Hagrid, we made it! Maybe this little guy isn't as good as we think. Handsome, but at least we have witnessed a new life appear in our world! ”

"This is originally a journey of exploration shrouded in countless unknown fogs, and a failure doesn't mean anything, not to mention, isn't this little guy sleeping soundly?"

"Maybe we should decide on a race name for Thor, and in the first magical creature illustrated book I wrote later, Thor definitely appeared on the first page of the book!"

"Then take a picture!"

Harry pulled out a brand new camera from his dragon leather backpack, the film camera was not disturbed by the magic magnetic field, and he had Aunt Petunia buy one for him when Hagrid told him that the dragon eggs were going to hatch, and he was waiting for this moment.

Little Thor, who was placed on the eggshell, slept very soundly, and in the click of the shutter, the first photo of this little life was frozen in the camera film.

"Since he is a descendant of Lanlong and Thunderbird, let's just call him Lei Lanlong."

Harry asked Hagrid for some worthless unicorn hair, and under the spell, the snow-white hairs weaved themselves into a soft bed, and the little one that Harry hung around his neck fell asleep heartlessly, as if the sky had nothing to do with him.

(End of chapter)