Shadow trail of the beautiful world

Chapter 275 40. Raven. Merlin--addition for the Lion King = Brother Simba【2740】

"vomit"

The potion tasted terrible, and the moment he finished drinking it, Merlin subconsciously retched once.

The taste is really hard to describe.

If you have to find a vivid description, it is equivalent to mixing the juice of a dozen kinds of rotten fruits together, then adding a lot of chili powder to it, and finally adding cheese, and baking it in the oven for ten minutes before making it The Dark Cuisine is about the same.

"Feed this stuff to pigs, and pigs won't even drink it."

Merlin threw away the bottle and complained.

But for an alchemist, such a smell is actually normal.

From the moment wizard civilization was born, from the moment the alchemy system matured, from the moment potion was born, this thing has never tasted good.

Because wizards often add a lot of weird things to their potions, if they want to ensure the taste of the potion while ensuring the effect of the potion, it is definitely making things difficult for the master alchemists.

Merlin heard from little Hermione that the best potion she ever drank was Felicia, like countless slugs were crushed, and then added some honey aroma and taste.

And this thing can be called "delicious", one can imagine how bad the taste of other potions would be.

As for Felicia, it is a high-grade potion called "Lucky Potion", which can make people who take it lucky for the next 12 hours. It sounds great, but in fact, Fu The effect of the elixir is difficult to define. According to Hermione, the so-called "good luck" is actually mainly to improve the abilities in all aspects.

For example, social ability, magic ability, reaction ability, etc. After these abilities are greatly improved, people will feel that everything goes well.

That kind of "luck" is actually just a subjective effect. In addition, the preparation process of Felicia Felicia is extremely difficult and complicated, so Merlin gave up the plan to configure this lucky potion.

However, the blood-red potion that Merlin drank just now was unpalatable, but the effect was very real.

At the moment when the disgusting potion flowed down his throat into Merlin's stomach, it was like a fire ignited in Merlin's stomach. The pain of burning his internal organs made Merlin clenched his fists. He was used to suffering. , this bit of torture was nothing to him, but it was just the beginning.

In the intense pain, Merlin subconsciously put his hands on his chest.

He could feel that his heart was beating extremely wildly, like a war drum being beaten crazily, and in the beating of his heart, another beating melody sounded under his chest like a response.

That's another heartbeat!

It's like another form of life that is about to be bred from the eggshell.

Merlin knew that this meant that everything was going well, the potion had worked, and he was about to enter the final stage of the real Animagus Transformation Curse.

The vision in front of him became blurred, and in his mind, thousands of animal shapes emerged, as chaotic as the crazy beating patterns on a slot machine.

That represented the animal form of Merlin's Animagus, which he could not choose on his own initiative.

According to the records of the pioneers of the wizards, the transformation form of the Animagus is a choice of "fate". Every wizard has a corresponding animal form in the dark, and no one knows before the transformation spell is actually completed. what will become of oneself.

It could be a handsome wolf, or it could be a scruffy dog.

It may be a hero who spreads its wings to fly, or it may be a big rooster that can only crawl on the ground.

It could be the mysterious and dangerous golden beetle, or the worst dung beetle.

Everything is a choice of fate, and wizards cannot interfere at all.

But the only thing that is certain is that magical creatures will never be included in the transformation form of Animagus, and even ordinary transformation spells will not allow the transformation into the appearance of magical creatures. There is an essential difference in the magic of creatures. Once they change into a phoenix at will, it is very likely to cause extreme consequences.

"come on."

Merlin sat cross-legged on the ground, and in the dizziness of his brain, the forms of those animals in his mind were quickly erased, just like a pair of invisible hands constantly pulling down the lever of a slot machine, making those patterns continuously flash on and off.

After more than ten seconds, there were only a few animal forms that Merlin could see.

There are snarling wolves, which should be related to the inheritance of the wolf school demon hunter he accepted.

There is an insidious fox, which should be related to Merlin's profession.

There is a mysterious, pure black owl, which should be related to the dark magic in Merlin's body.

Finally, there's a raven that closely resembles Victor...so ugly.

Uh, this is probably the mysterious connection between the Animagus Transformation Curse and the God-calling Guardian that the wizards said.

It is said that if a wizard has mastered both the Animagus Transformation Curse and the Calling Guard, his animal form will definitely be similar to the spirit form of the Calling Guard.

This is a rumor without any theoretical basis, but wizards firmly believe in this. It is said that this phenomenon is caused by the mutual involvement of the body and soul.

"The wolf is okay, the fox is not bad..."

Merlin muttered inwardly.

"No, I can accept an owl...but a raven...No! Don't! It's too ugly!"

Along with Merlin's prayer, fate finally answered him.

The phantom of the wolf was the first to go out, which made Merlin's heart sink a little.

Then the phantom of the fox was quickly extinguished in the beating of light, and Merlin's breathing became rapid. He stared at the phantom of the owl, but after a few seconds, this phantom was also like a candle in the wind Turns off quickly.

"Do not!!"

Merlin let out a howl, but nothing could stop it.

Almost instantly, Merlin felt his body begin to change in a strange posture, like plasticine being rubbed at random, he felt his body was extremely compressed, his clothes and the bridge of his nose As if catalyzed by magic, the glasses began to blend into his rough skin, and the magic glove on his hand also turned into scale-like leather in the bending of his fingers.

His arms folded involuntarily, and began to transform into a pair of real wings.

And his legs also quickly became slender, supporting his body in a strange posture.He could feel a burst of numbness on the skin on his back, as if countless feathers were growing out of the skin, and he felt his mouth being elongated and then sharpened, like a real Like a beak.

Frankly, this feeling sucks.

The feeling of not being able to control the body is like being put on a damn shackle. The most terrible thing is that when you have lived in the form of a human being for almost 30 years, you are used to walking with your legs and shaking your hands. Occasionally blowing a whistle, suddenly your soul is stuffed into the body of an animal, that completely different angle of observing the world and that awkward physical sense will make you fall into an uncontrollable panic among.

But for Merlin, he has seen too many bizarre things, and the changes in his body alone are not enough to make him feel frightened.

But that discomfort is still there.

The process of the first transformation was a bit long, and after several minutes, the last feather emerged from Merlin's wings.

So far, he has completely turned into a black-gray raven, standing on the ground in an awkward posture, moving the bird's head flexibly and somewhat dazedly, looking at it from a perspective that is completely different from that of humans. Looking at the world in front of me.

"Everything got bigger..."

This was Merlin's first feeling.

"It's a shame to be naked, and I don't know how Professor McGonagall survived..."

This is Merlin's second feeling.

"Oh...why can't I fly?"

This is Merlin's third sense.

He kept flapping his huge wings on the spot, but his funny posture was like a rooster flapping on the ground. No matter how much he flapped his wings, it was difficult for him to fly.

Even because he was not familiar with the bouncing behavior of birds, he fell to the ground when he habitually took the first step.

"Wow!"

A sharp hiss came from behind Merlin, and he turned around hard, only to see Victor, the spirit of the raven, standing on a branch, staring at him with eyes mixed with blankness and ridicule.

Maybe with Victor's thinking like a blank sheet of paper, it is difficult to understand why Merlin turned into a raven that is almost exactly the same as it, but this does not prevent Victor from laughing at Merlin's clumsiness.

"Silly bird! Come down!"

Merlin cursed:

"Come teach me to fly!"

Of course, in his current state, the sound he made was the sound of birds chirping, and the sound of ravens was already unpleasant, so Merlin seemed to become noisy for a while.

"Wow!"

Victor flapped his wings and landed beside Merlin lightly and gracefully. He tilted his head and looked at Merlin.

Merlin's deformed raven is larger than Victor's. When it spreads its wings, its wingspan reaches nearly 2 meters, and its body length exceeds 1.5 meters. If you don't look carefully, you can easily mistake it for It's a smaller eagle.

But if you look closely, he is much uglier than the majestic eagle.

"Wow!"

Victor let out a scream, and it flapped its wings, as if signaling Merlin to follow its example.

Merlin stared at the rhythm of Victor's wings flapping, and he began to flap his wings too. As the howling wind brushed against the feathers on his wings, Merlin felt an increasingly strong updraft. After a few seconds, he learned to Following Victor's movements, his whole body leaped forward, and with the movement of the wings, Merlin rushed into the low sky lightly.

Experiencing this strange but novel feeling, he relaxed his wing muscles and began to glide slowly.

He circled the valley, folded his wings, and quickly landed on the ground. He stretched out his claws like a hawk, and lightly grasped the magic wand on the ground. The next moment, Merlin spread his wings and issued the first With a loud and unpleasant neigh, the whole person rushed into the night sky of the night just like the flying Victor.

In the cold air, he carefully maintained his body balance, just like a beginner in flying, trying hard to let himself overcome the fear of flying into the sky.

Human beings have dreamed of flying since the day they were born. They move their wings like birds and roam freely in the boundless sky, which represents an extreme yearning for freedom.

And now, Merlin also has his own wings.

He quickly adapted to the pair of wings, and he flew more and more freely, higher and higher. In the cold night rain, Merlin crossed the streets and alleys of the city, observing with a field of vision completely different from that of the incarnation of fog. the city below.

Just like a real pilot.

He and Victor flew in the rain one after the other. After ten minutes, Merlin folded his wings and landed on the steps of his house.He imagined his human form in his heart, and in the twisting and changing of his body muscles, he quickly returned to his human form.

"fur"

Merlin breathed a sigh of relief, stretched out his hand and opened the door, raised his fingers again, and took back the magic wand on the ground. He said to himself:

"It's still comfortable in this form."

The transformation spell of Animagus is the same as other magic, it is not finished after mastering it, it also needs continuous practice to shorten the time and duration of transformation, in the early stage, releasing the transformation spell of Animagus is It needs the assistance of a wand, but for a high-level Animagus, deformation becomes an instinct.

As long as they want to move, they can transform into animals in an instant.

Of course, while Animagus has gained powerful concealment and camouflage abilities, its animal form also has its own disadvantages.

In animal form, Animagus cannot release magic, which makes wizards' self-protection ability in animal form extremely poor. Once they are seriously injured by enemies in animal form, the price will be very heavy.

Merlin opened the refrigerator and took out a cup of Coke. He walked into his study room while drinking this happy drink.

He turned on the light, and then opened the curtain on the wall of the study room. In front of his eyes was a huge blueprint.Various arrows and symbols are used on it to indicate what Merlin is currently doing, as well as all the plans that Merlin has already prepared for in the future.

He picked up a pen, crossed out the question mark next to the old Steve's image, and added a line of words and Stan's name, which represented the progress of this clue.

But this line of words, compared with the densely packed question marks on the drawing, the contrast is still too strong.

This meant that Merlin had many questions, but received few answers.

He folded his arms and leaned on the table behind him, looking at the clues marked with symbols on the drawings in front of him. In this cold rainy night, Merlin's expression also became icy cold.

"Hydra..."

He looked at the emblem of the red skulled octopus in the center of the drawing, took a sip of Coke, and said softly:

"Then... let's play a game of 'hide and seek'."

(End of this chapter)