This Hogwarts isn't normal.

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

On the surface, it is very similar to the horny protrusions of a python.

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

It is because of this that Jomgund felt pain.

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

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 body. Although it looks a bit exaggerated, it is also light and slender.

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

"Brother, you might as well make a wand that is bigger and thicker than Salazar Slytherin."

"Yes, it can also use a physical version of the Stunning Spell."

Fred and George's comfort had the opposite effect.

In actual combat, holding such a wand, even if you take a lot of potions, it may not be as good as an ordinary wand.

"Huh?" Vincent inexplicably thought of the series of books collected by his mother Evelyn.

The white-haired and long-bearded old man started with a lighting spell, and he could knock down a large group of people with the wand.

Could it be that he wanted to be a melee wizard?

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

A big stick in the left hand - a big wand, a gun in the right hand, and you will die if you get close to the 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 going all out and really planned to make a large double snake staff to swing people.

Rolf did not express his opinion.

He was twisting Jomgand's forehead with Hagrid.

Under the comfort of the two, it had already lay back on its body.

It just shrunk a circle smaller than before, and the eye under the horn was missing, and it 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 a guilty conscience.

This is connected to the nerves. If it can grow again, Salazar Slytherin will not cultivate Jormungand after making the double snake staff.

But if it is Hagrid...

At least there is hope.

Under the gentle caress of Hagrid and Rolf, Jormungand gradually closed his eyes, and his body was no longer tense.

"Hagrid, let's go first-"

"Shh-he's asleep." Rolf stood up and looked away reluctantly, "Can we come here again tomorrow?"

Hagrid nodded at him, "Of course, I just need to collect some things to decorate this place tomorrow."

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

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

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...

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

It seemed to remember Vincent's smell, or recognized him in other ways.

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

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

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

It endured the copper bullet and the loss of a horn.

So, can you stop staring at the fangs?

Vincent, with 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 eye mask from it, "As long as you wear it, you should no longer be afraid of the crowing of roosters."

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 half-blood giant who took care of it all night.

It just resisted a little bit, and the eye mask was put on its eyes.

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

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

The emerald green liquid enveloped Jormungand's entire big head, and even the inner ear of the lower jaw was completely covered.

An open dark yellow eye appeared in the position of the closed left eye, and a thin layer of dark lens appeared in front of the intact right eye.

The eyes were symmetrical, and the missing horn on the head was back.

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

Jormungand looked like he was not injured now.

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

The eyes will not be blinded again, and the Parseltongue can no longer control it.

A certain degree of hearing and vision loss in exchange for safety in the Forbidden Forest.

This gift is an alchemical item made by Vincent who stayed up all night.

Mithril is priceless, but the thousand-year-old basilisk horn is priceless.

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

He and the little wizard in front of him had hurt each other before, and had also taken something from each other.

Although it was even, it was not yet at the point where they could get close to each other.

Vincent had no regrets or disappointment, but just tentatively extended his hand.

"No?"

Jomgand, spitting out his tongue, did not retreat.

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

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

Bat - weirdo - nonsense! ?

It turns out that the bat weirdo can speak nonsense!

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

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

He raised his right hand in the air and waved gently to Jomgand, "See you later, I'm going to find something to decorate your new home now."

Jomgand tilted his big head, trying to think about what this sentence meant.

It didn't figure it out for a long time, but it knew clearly that the little wizard had no ill intentions.

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

Hagrid brought in a lot of big wood to build a house that fits Jomgand's size;

Rolf and Cedric used Transfiguration to flatten the unevenness of the cave;

Hermione placed the exquisite small decorations she brought on the top of the cave;

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

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

In the blurred vision, there were seven figures, one big and six small.

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

The wooden house was carved with a crooked little snake with long horns;

The small decorations on the ceiling were various mini magical creatures;

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

Jomgand lowered his big head, as if he remembered a very long memory.

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

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

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

Snakes don't cry.

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

A thank you, a sincere thank you.

Without the order of the heir, Jomgand has already regarded this place as his home.

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