Chapter 157 Nyx

The naked little chick took three difficult steps in Owen's direction, then fell unsteadily to the ground and rolled several times on the floor in embarrassment, making a small but crisp "chirp" sound.

It flapped its withered wings without feathers hard, and its wrinkled crimson skin was tinged with black, like a plucked and roasted chicken, with only its small ruby-like eyes shining brightly.

The chick struggled to get up, panting and squatting on the spot, tilting its head and looking at Owen with its small red eyes, but with a humanistic look and evaluation. Owen also touched his chin and looked at it.

As a face-control person, he felt a little disgusted. Could it be that the bird was burnt by the strong fire?

One person and one bird looked at each other. Melete, who was sitting on the side, stretched out her pink tongue and licked her front paws. She glanced sideways at the little chick with her golden eyes. She couldn't help but lick the tip of her nose and opened her mouth.

She opened her mouth to reveal her pointed white teeth. She was a little hungry and wanted to eat chickens, the kind that crunched and crunched in one bite.

The chick glared at Melete keenly, then looked at Owen again, blinking its red eyes happily, showing an expression of satisfaction, liking and enthusiasm. It "chirped" twice happily and struggled again.

He stood up, his slender black claws tremblingly supporting his body. The slender and tender bird claws have sharp claw tips, and you can imagine how sharp they will be when they grow up.

Owen just squinted at the baby bird trying to get closer to him like a toddler, while he was distracted and wondering what it was. The baby birds that had just hatched all looked the same, without feathers as a basis for identification, and he was not a magical animal.

Scientists find it difficult to tell what kind of animal it is.

While Owen was thinking about various birds and magical animals, he suddenly felt a pain in his fingertips. The little chick had already walked up to him, stretched out its pointed beak and pecked a bloody cut on his finger.

Owen pursed his thin pale lips, looked down at the bleeding wounds on his fingertips, and then glanced at the culprit. After pecking him, the little bird screamed excitedly, and even jumped for joy.

I jumped a little, as if I had done something great.

After calling out melodiously and melodiously for a while, it stretched its neck again and took it into Owen's other hand, which was on its side. A feeling of pride and arrogance spread to Owen's heart.

"There are some guesses, sir, but there is also a lot of confusion." Owen sat across from him and said with a gentle voice, with pure curiosity and desire for knowledge in his eyes.

"Oh, it's quite fierce." Harry withdrew his hand in time, looked at the little chick rolling coquettishly in Owen's hand, blinked, "It seems like it doesn't like me."

"Of course, I know, I just want you to think about it..." Fudge wiped the sweat from his forehead and spoke quickly. He looked at Snape again and whispered: "But it's not impossible.

Being deceived..."

Owen sat up straight with interest. These are knowledge not found in books. They are secrets belonging to the Phoenix clan. Probably only those who maintain a close relationship with Phoenix will know.

"Then Sirius Black..."

Harry lowered his head feebly, then took a deep breath, clenched his fists tightly, and said resolutely: "I will catch him, Professor."

The principal's office seemed to have not changed at all. The portraits of the previous principals were sleeping in their respective frames. Fox stood on a high golden perch, tilting his head and staring at Owen as he entered.

"Chirp!" The chick, sensing Owen's thoughts, cried out in dissatisfaction, fluttering its bare little wings on the palm of his hand twice, and its eyes became tearful again, looking extremely sad and aggrieved.

"There will always be special individuals in the development of a species." Dumbledore said slowly, "I don't know if it's born this way, or it's man-made cruel experiments, or it's self-degradation. In short, a black phoenix appeared.

, the tears that can heal wounds turned into curses, the inspiring songs became songs of despair, and the flames full of vitality filled the darkness... It is also sentimental, but has an evil nature, loves destruction, and likes to bring pain to other living beings.

and despair, which caused many disasters in ancient times."

…

Fox chirped loudly, opening and closing its beak in disapproval, making a crisp "click-click" sound.

"It's so annoying, right..." Owen said with a smile.

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Mr. Malfoy. He stroked his cane and said coldly: "I don't think he has that ability, Fudge. This way of handling it will not be satisfactory..."

"

"I hope you understand, Connelly, I have complete trust in Hagrid." Dumbledore's piercing blue eyes stared deeply at him, and his hands in flower gloves were clasped in front of him, "You should know

, taking Hagrid away will not help at all."

The chick, called Xiao Hei, screamed "Wow", flapped its slender and withered wings, flicked its head and pecked hard at it, like an old hen protecting its calf.

"Owen, this is... your new pet?" He saw the crumpled little bird in Owen's hand, and was glared at by those bright red eyes. He seemed to see disgust in that look.

Meaning. He shook his head to get rid of this weird thought, and put his hand over playfully, wanting to touch it.

Owen's calm and clear eyes suddenly became deep and dark. This bird must be a ferocious magical animal, maybe even some kind of dark magic creature. In this case, the light that was previously bound to it could not break out of the shell.

, most likely a seal left by a powerful wizard to prevent this little guy from coming out to cause harm to others?

So, is it really reliable to keep it around?

"I don't know where he went, sir." Harry said in a firm tone according to the words agreed with Professor Snape, "Last night he took me to move some things, and we were attacked on the second floor...

...We were separated, and the monster in the Chamber of Secrets went after Peter Pettigrew... Later I met Professor Snape..."

"Fawkes, come back." Dumbledore said slowly at this time.

Dumbledore smiled, shook his head and said: "Phoenixes have always kept aloof from the world. Unless they recognize someone, they always hide away from the world. Of course, the most important thing is that the number of phoenixes is too small. Since ancient times,

So far, their number is fixed, neither more nor less. Because they cannot reproduce normally, the way they pass on their offspring is... very special."

"I understand, how could I doubt Harry?" Fudge said, quickly glancing at Dumbledore, "The Ministry of Magic must take some measures, we have to take Hagrid away..."

"Mr. Dumbledore?" Owen raised his eyebrows. He found it a bit interesting.

Owen twitched the corner of his mouth, withdrew the finger that was pressing it, and recited a healing spell to his bleeding finger. The wound squirmed and recovered under the spell, leaving no trace. It seemed that this bite did not contain toxins or poison.

The liberated chick jumped up happily after being eroded by magic, and continued to move toward him with a close look.

The disappearance of Peter Pettigrew has become the hottest topic on campus. As a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, a recipient of the Merlin Order of Merlin, a hero who bravely resisted the darkness, even though his class disappointed the students, the little wizard

We are still willing to maintain a certain amount of respect for him.

He glanced at Fox softly, and the phoenix on the branch also flew over and landed lightly on his shoulder: "Phoenixes have the ability to be reborn from the fire. They will periodically return to the state of fledglings in the flames.

It grows again until it grows old, and the cycle repeats itself. Therefore, the phoenix has an extremely long life and cannot be killed..."

Owen dodged narrowly and narrowly, and the hair on one side was curled up. The little chick that was struggling in his hand screamed and fell to the ground, flapping its little wings and running towards Owen. Fox's eyes were sharp and he fluttered.

Go over and chase after Xiao Hei and peck him hard with his sharp beak.

Dumbledore sat behind his desk, clasping his hands on his chest, and his light blue eyes looked a little tired: "Please sit down. You may have guessed something about your new pet..."

Harry smiled at him, feeling very grateful to Mr. Malfoy for speaking up for him.

He sighed deeply and said: "You know, Peter Pettigrew's identity is very special. He finally came back, and we took into account his fear of being retaliated, so we let him enter Hogwarts... But

How long has passed and something like this happened, and three students are still lying on the hospital bed... It's very difficult for me to handle it."

"Okay." Owen thought for a moment, smiled and nodded.

Under this strange spiritual connection, Owen, who had become soft-hearted for no reason, turned even darker. He wanted to stew the bird.

Owen pursed his lips and said honestly: "It was found in a secret room in Hogwarts, sir. At that time, it was still a lifeless egg. I studied it for a long time and found that it seemed to be sealed.

.It wasn’t until today that I cracked the seal and successfully hatched it..."

"Oh, I'm just confused, Lucius." Fudge opened his mouth wide and was stunned for a while before saying in panic. He didn't understand how Malfoy and Dumbledore, who had always been at odds, stood together and spoke in the same voice.

. But if he didn't want to offend both parties, he couldn't take Hagrid away today.

"Unfortunately, no." Dumbledore sighed regretfully. "There is no perfect species in the world. In other words, it is precisely because of various flaws that they are truly alive. The same is true for phoenixes. They have long lives but

They are sentimental creatures with sensitive and delicate hearts, which makes their lives always vigorous, long but also short."

"If nothing else, I shouldn't be blind yet, Minister." Snape said in a smooth tone with mocking eyes.

Owen turned his head as if he was aware of it, and found that Dumbledore was staring at the baby bird in his hand, with a serious expression on his face that he had never seen before.

"I think you are right. That chick of yours is a phoenix." Dumbledore said slowly, his eyes under the half-moon glasses suddenly became sharp, as if he was trying to cut open a person.

"But it's not an ordinary phoenix. I want to know, where did you get it?"

Blackie was chased all over the ground with tears in his eyes, and his steps were much faster. He screamed and hid behind Owen, his screams full of fear. Fox chased him as if he had a deep hatred for it.

If you don't let it go, the golden beak will make a crisp clicking sound every time it pecks the air.

"They have a free and proud nature. They rarely recognize someone, but when they really recognize someone, they will become the most loyal partners...even life and death." At this point, Dumbledore said sadly.

After taking a look at his Phoenix, Fox closed his eyes and gently rubbed his cheek. This scene was harmonious and beautiful.

Owen's face turned dark. Well, there is no such thing as the legendary blood contract, this bird is purely bad.

"We are all working hard on this, Harry." Dumbledore smiled at him, with deep wrinkles forming at the corners of his eyes, "But we are not in a hurry now. Ah, it's time for lunch, right?

?”

"Okay, let's call you Black for now." Owen looked at the time, collected the eggshells on the ground, stood up and walked outside the Room of Requirement.

"Unfortunately, if we cannot capture Peter Pettigrew, we will not have any evidence to prove that Black is innocent." Dumbledore frowned, looking thoughtful.

"They like novel and interesting travels by nature, but when they lose their curiosity, they often choose Nirvana and rebirth. This is different from their rebirth, which is nothing more than small cycles in their entire life course.

Nirvana and rebirth are their great cycle of life. They will degenerate into an egg in the flames, and what will be born from this egg will be a brand new phoenix, starting a new life course... This is their inheritance

Way."

At this time, Xiao Hei, who was rubbing his fingers, suddenly froze, with a look of fear in its red eyes. It shivered and shrank, trying to get into Owen's sleeves in a hurry.

"Has it been sealed? It is indeed the case." Dumbledore was not surprised at all. He looked at Owen meaningfully and sighed softly: "Did you know? Phoenixes are a very special type of magical animals. They are flames.

The elves, since there were flames in the world, there have also been phoenixes."

"Jiji!" Xiao Hei shouted louder, expressing his resentment and rejection of this name.

Isn't this just raising a naughty child? Owen resisted the urge to roll his eyes. If he had known better, he would have stuffed it back into the basilisk's belly.
To be continued...