Chapter 161: Disagreement, Dumbledore's Visit

Under the shade of the trees in the courtyard.

The blazing flames beat like a hot heart.

The flames no longer had the color they had before, the orange-red color was gradually fading, and the airflow around it seemed to be twisted by an invisible force, forming subtle waves.

In the center of the flame, a blue dot quietly appeared, like a lonely star twinkling in the cold night.

Around the dot, the tiny blue threads seemed to be capillary networks that transported nutrients, and the dot was also growing little by little.

Ino and Newt were both concentrating on watching the flames, and the facts before them had proved that their arguments were correct.

After all, the flames changed their form under extreme emotions, although this emotion was negative.

However, just like the previous collision, everything seemed to follow the most basic rules.

The once beautiful sky blue dance of fine snow, now like the heroic princess in the story, took off a layer of heavy military uniform and put on a beautiful dress.

The straight knife that was once nearly one meter long has now shrunk to two and a half feet, which is about changing from holding it with both hands to holding it with one hand. The color also transformed into the original color of the metal, and the silver blade reflected a cold light under the fire.

The change in the source directly affected the flame in the process of transformation.

First, the blue thin lines in the flame gradually faded and disappeared. Secondly, the blue dots, as if they had lost nutrition, gradually became quiet and no longer flickered like stars.

And the whole flame also floated in the air in an unusual way, burning quietly.

Time passed by second by second.

Finally, after confirming that the flame would not change again, Newt sighed with some loss:

"There is still a long way to go, I can feel it..."

It seems that Newt did not witness the birth of the phoenix, and his expression was a little depressed.

However, compared with Newt's depression, Ino's emotions seemed much more complicated, with fear, gratitude, and also a kind of joy of regaining what was lost.

Yes, regaining what was lost.

Because he just thought of a crucial question, if this flame really gave birth to a phoenix.

Not only does it have nothing to do with Newt, it has nothing to do with him either. It is someone else's phoenix, because it is someone else's emotion from beginning to end.

This phoenix will probably only obey the owner of the Snow Dance, that is, the princess in the story who hates because of love.

Although the princess committed suicide for love long ago and her story has ended, this hatred is real. Because the princess hates not only the prince, but everything in the world, so this resentment will be passed down as a curse.

Perhaps, after this phoenix is ​​born, it will be completely immortal until everything in the world disappears and there is nothing to hate.

A phoenix born out of resentment and curse, and without restraint...

Thinking of this, Ino shuddered, and he also told Newt his guess.

"Huh! You are right! Fortunately, it was not born."

After reacting, Newt also breathed a long sigh of relief, and his words were full of relief.

"This is also a problem at present. Although its cause is related to us, the emotions are not dominated by us. The phoenix born in the future may cause a great disaster."

"What did you say?" Ino suddenly raised his voice and asked in a somewhat inexplicable tone:

"Will it hatch? Instead of dissipating?"

Newt raised his head in confusion, not understanding what was so surprising, but considering the other party's age, he still patiently explained.

"The singularity has been born, which means it has life. It's like throwing a stone on an absolutely calm sea. Although the ripples are small, it will eventually form a violent tsunami. The only difference is time."

"An activation under absolute calm..." Ino murmured to himself.

"Yes, activation!" Newt clapped his hands fiercely.

"The most appropriate word is activation! Because it has broken the original state, waiting for it is only the initial nirvana rebirth..."

Newt was still narrating, but Ino was already wandering in the sky at this moment.

The flame before the birth of the phoenix, in theory, seems to belong to an unhatched egg...

Since it is an egg, he is not afraid. Because as long as it is hatched and born in the shelter, it can be absolutely controlled, just like those giant spiders with eight eyes.

"Mr. Scamander! Let me handle this flame, I can handle everything."

Ino interrupted Newt's topic.

"You handle it?" Newt was stunned for a moment, and his expression seemed a little excited.

"Child! Listen to me, this is not a small matter! Although I know you are probably reluctant, it must not be hatched, absolutely! Otherwise, even Dumbledore can't do anything about such a phoenix!"

In an excited state, Newt didn't care about any etiquette, grabbed Ino's hand, and said sincerely:

"Let me, an old man, handle it. I will send it to the Department of Mysteries and put it behind the Curtain of Death myself!"

"Sir! I am sure, please believe me!" Ino broke free from Newt's hand and waved his wand: "The suitcase is flying!"

The window of the room was opened, and the suitcase quickly flew over here. After landing, it automatically opened the buckle.

Then a young eight-eyed giant spider about four meters long appeared, one, two, three... four hundred and twelve.

A moment.

Newt looked at the scene in front of him in surprise.

The lawn in the courtyard was densely packed with eight-eyed giant spiders, with ferocious appearance and sharp poisonous claws. At this moment, they were like soldiers who followed orders and stayed quietly in place.

This scene was really shocking. Not to mention Newt, Ino was a little surprised at this moment.

Who would have thought that the eight-eyed giant spiders arranged in an army were so imposing.

A word popped up in his mind-Zerg invasion!

"This... okay!" Newt now believed Ino's words, but he still hesitated and said:

"But... I need to write a letter to Dumbledore, I hope you understand!"

Hearing this, Ino was a little helpless. He couldn't convince Newt even in this way.

Just when he was about to run away with the flame, a familiar voice came from the courtyard again.

"Hahaha, Newt, you don't need to write a letter, because I'm here!"

Well, now there is no chance to run away! Ino quietly loosened the wand in his sleeve. No one can be presumptuous in front of the old principal, not even Voldemort.

"Fifteen minutes ago, Fawkes told me that a new phoenix was born! I thought it was you, so I asked Fawkes to bring me here!"

Dumbledore said with a smile, his blue eyes swept calmly across the floating flames in the air, but he did not stay for long, instead he looked at the opposite side of the eight-eyed giant spider army with interest.

"Awesome!" A sigh without a beginning or an end.

"Ino, you will definitely become friends with Hagrid! By the way, he will become the professor of the Care of Magical Creatures course this year! I recommend you to take his course, I think you will have endless topics to talk about."