This Hogwarts is not normal

Vincent didn't think too much, but studied the basilisk horns with his friends.

In appearance, it resembles the horny protrusions of a python.

But in the cross-section, it is covered with dense purple-red nerves.

It is precisely because of this that Jomgander feels pain.

"Are you sure this size can fit into a length of snakewood?" Hermione pulled out her wand, "Look, it's at least two circles bigger."

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Vincent also took out his wand for comparison.

The two advantages of lightness and slenderness are the reasons why wizards around the world choose wands.

If it is thick and heavy, it will be quite difficult to swing.

The shape of the double snake staff is two snakes tightly wrapped around the staff. Although it looks a bit exaggerated, it is also light and slender.

The thousand-year-old basilisk horn may not be used to make a wand.

"Dude, you might as well build a wand bigger and thicker than Salazar Slytherin."

"Yes, you can also use the physical version of the coma spell."

Fred and George's reassurance had the opposite effect.

In actual combat, if you hold such a wand, you may not be able to use it as well as an ordinary wand even when full of potions.

"Huh?" Vincent inexplicably remembered the series of books collected by his mother Evelin.

The white-haired and bearded old man started with a lighting technique, and he could knock down a large group of people with a staff.

Is it possible to become a melee mage?

As soon as this idea came up, it took root in his mind like a seed.

The big stick in the left hand - the big staff, the pistol in the right hand, will you die if you touch your face?

Vincent is full of yearning for this path that wizards have never imagined.

But in the eyes of Hermione and Cedric, he seemed to be breaking the pot and planning to actually build a large double snake staff to use to hit people.

Rove made no comment.

He and Hagrid were scanning Jomgander's brain.

Under the comfort of the two people, it lay back on its body again.

It just shrunk a bit smaller than before, missing the eyes under the corner, and became even more listless.

"Okay, don't be afraid.

I will let you grow a new horn as soon as possible."

Vincent put away the basilisk horn with some guilt.

This is connected to the nerves. If it could grow back, Salazar Slytherin would not have cultivated Jomgand after making the double snake staff.

But if it was Hagrid...

At least there is no hope.

Under the gentle caress of Hagrid and Rolf, Jomgand gradually closed his eyes, and his body no longer tensed together.

"Hagrid, let's first-"

"Shh - he has fallen asleep." Luo Fe stood up and reluctantly looked away, "Can we come here again tomorrow?"

Hagrid nodded to him, "Of course, I just want to collect some things to decorate here tomorrow."

Fred and George hurriedly pretended not to hear and walked out of the hole.

"See you tomorrow, Hagrid." Vincent and the remaining four people waved and walked out.

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After a night of careful care, Jomgander was obviously more energetic than yesterday.

It seemed to have remembered Vincent's scent, or recognized him in some other way.

"Hiss--" It opened its jaws and stopped when it was about to swallow the person.

It might still remember the gun blade, or it might remember what Harry had ordered it to do.

Don't take the initiative to hurt people, and be a qualified snake baby.

The orichalcum bullet can be endured, and the loss of a horn can be tolerated.

So, can you please stop staring at the fangs?

Vincent, who had two dark circles under his eyes, retracted his gaze and opened the suitcase he brought as if nothing had happened.

He took out a very large emerald green blindfold from inside, "As long as you put it on, you won't be afraid of the rooster's crow anymore."

Jomgand's big head shrank back, as if he didn't believe what he said.

"Hagrid, please come."

It still has a good impression of the hybrid giant who took care of him all night.

With just a little resistance, the blindfold was put on its eyes.

"Please press the magic runes engraved on it again."

After Hagrid did so, the emerald green eyepatch immediately began to liquefy.

The emerald green liquid enveloped Jomgander's entire big head, including the inner ear of his lower jaw.

There is an open dark yellow eye in place of the closed left eye, and there is a thin dark lens in front of the intact right eye.

The eyes are symmetrical and a missing corner of the head is back.

"Incredible!" Hagrid gave Vincent a big thumbs up.

The way Jomgande looks now is as if he is not injured.

The emerald green dyed by mithril may fade, but it can protect its two fatal points.

Eyes can no longer be blinded and Parseltongue can no longer be controlled.

The loss of hearing and vision to a certain extent is in exchange for the safety and security of living in the Forbidden Forest.

This gift is an alchemical item that Vincent stayed up late to create.

Mithril has a market but is priceless, but the Millennium Basilisk Horn has no market and is priceless.

Jomgander's attitude seemed to have changed, and he was no longer as vigilant as before.

It and the little wizard in front of it had hurt each other and taken something from each other.

Although they are evenly matched, they are not yet close to each other.

Vincent had no regrets or disappointment, but tentatively stretched out his hand.

"No way?"

Jomgand, who was spitting out the letter, did not step back any further.

"By the way, if another weirdo dressed like a bat appears, you must not believe the nonsense he tells."

It lowered its big head slightly, as if thinking about the meaning of the intermittent words with a strange tone just now.

Bat - weirdo - nonsense!?

It turns out that the weirdo Bat can tell lies!

It raised its head and narrowed its invisible right eye slightly, as if to express that it understood.

Vincent wanted to repeat it, but gave up the plan after seeing its performance.

He raised his right hand that was stretched in the air and waved lightly towards Jomgand, "See you later, I'm going to find things to decorate your new home now."

Jomgand tilted his big head and was trying hard to think about what this sentence meant.

It took a long time to figure it out, but it knew clearly that the little wizard meant no harm.

When Vincent brought over a thick blanket, it felt kindness from this move.

Hagrid carried in many large logs and built a house suitable for the size of Jomgand;

Rolf and Cedric used transfiguration to smooth out the bumps in the burrow;

Hermione arranged the exquisite trinkets she brought on the ceiling of the cave;

Fred and George covered the flat walls with four wallpapers of different colors;

Vincent took out a few small alchemical items for lighting, and cast a spell on Jomgand's intact eyes.

In the blurry vision, there are seven figures, one big, six small.

Although it couldn't see its appearance clearly, I still looked at them one by one for a long time.

The wooden house is carved with a slightly twisted little snake with long horns;

The ceiling trinkets are an assortment of miniature magical creatures;

The four walls of red, blue, yellow and green each have four large emblems: lion, eagle, badger and snake.

Jomgand lowered his big head, seeming to recall a very long memory.

"When my heir wakes you up, you need to completely cleanse Hogwarts Castle and remove all Muggle-born students-"

After its creator said this, he placed it, which was really only the size of a palm at the time, into the mouth of a huge statue.

This mission of nearly a thousand years may have to continue to wait.

Snakes don't shed tears.

But the seven people standing opposite all knew what emotion it was trying to express.

A thank you, a sincere thank you.

No order from the heir is needed, Jomgand has already regarded this place as his home.

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