great-warnovel Chapter 350 Crook Hill
Chapter 350 Crook Hill
Chapter 350 Crook Hill
Normally, animal reproduction does not require human intervention, but because this is the only one that has been lost to the elements...
Therefore, everyone was very nervous.
Despite being so old and still having to give birth, the benevolent beast seemed somewhat anxious, occasionally letting out uneasy growls.
But when it saw Hermione walking with Newt, it suddenly fell silent for some reason.
"Did I scare him?" Hermione asked. The adult animals were all afraid of her, and even the ferocious eight-eyed spider had begun to worship her.
Newt shook his head: "No, he's calmed down. Many animals need a sufficiently safe environment to produce offspring."
And perhaps none of us can give him enough security.
Upon hearing this, Hermione understood. This guy was treating her as a backer, which was smarter than other animals.
"Look! It's about to start!"
Then came the painful spasms and contractions, and Daigo let out a low growl that tugged at the hearts of everyone and every animal.
I won't go into the details of the production process. With so many zoologists gathered here, even if an accident does occur, it can be resolved quickly.
And perhaps Hermione's arrival did provide Luo Wu's mother with enough security, allowing him to successfully complete the delivery on his own. "How amazing, this is the miracle of life." Newt looked at the three cubs lying in their mother's arms, their eyes still closed, and exclaimed with emotion.
Birth and continuation are things that all living beings relentlessly pursue, even if they don't know why.
"If we're talking about trouble, isn't a newborn baby the biggest trouble in the world?" Newt said meaningfully, pulling Hermione closer.
"Look, there are three! They'll grow up strong and healthy, just like their mother!"
Luo Wu didn't dislike them; on the contrary, he stepped aside so that the wizards could see their child better.
The three chubby little Luowu puppies had their fur licked dry by their mother, and now they huddled together, their long tails intertwined, as if they were huddling together for warmth.
"You can't touch them yet. Many animals recognize their young by scent," Newt explained softly.
"If they find their child smells off, they might abandon them immediately!"
But just as he was speaking, Big Locust suddenly stretched out his head and nudged the largest and healthiest of the three children into Hermione's arms, who was squatting on the ground watching cautiously.
"!?"
Ran held the chubby little Luo Wu in her arms. Their fur was still densely attached to her body, and she could almost feel the heat from their tiny bodies.
Feeling like she'd grabbed a hot potato, the girl immediately wanted to return the child, but Newtella stopped her.
"etc-"
He stared into Steven's eyes, as if confirming something. The enormous beast looked at Hermione calmly, its large, round eyes showing weariness but no hostility. It looked at the child in her arms, which did not seem like an accident, but rather something deliberate.
"It seems she gave you her baby." Even Newt was a little surprised. Animals have a very strong maternal instinct, and unless they are on the verge of death, it is unlikely that they would give their newborn babies to someone else.
"Give it to me?" Hermione was stunned. How did coming here to choose a pet suddenly turn into adopting a baby?
The little roc in her arms didn't seem uneasy about being separated from its mother. It quite naturally hooked its long tail around Hermione's neck, hanging securely against her chest, and continued sleeping with its eyes closed.
"Maybe it thinks that the child will be better off with you," Newt said, recovering from his surprise.
"In the East, Chinese shamans have long used the ability of magical animals to see into people's hearts to help them choose the right people to inherit certain positions. The Luowu is one of the benevolent beasts they recognize."
"But—how am I supposed to take care of it—it still needs milk, right?" Now it was the little witch's turn to have a headache. How could she give away a newborn child?
"This is Yu, whose inner nature is benevolent and whose outer nature is relaxed. He does not eat living things, nor does he trample on raw grass. His spirit soars and his mind travels swiftly, covering a thousand miles in a day. He moves about in accordance with the rules, and his demeanor is pleasing. He does not rush you when driven, nor startle you when touched." Newt recited a passage in broken Chinese, which Hermione, of course, could not understand.
The old man had to explain again in English before continuing, "We are quite benevolent animals. They fear trampling on plants, so they fly through the sky without killing any living beings. Therefore, they only feed on animals that die naturally. When there is nothing to eat, they often endure hunger, which can usually last for months or even longer. Eastern shamans believe that they obtain nutrients from the air, which is known as 'eating the wind and drinking the dew.'"
"The cubs of Luowu also have the same ability. They can survive for a considerable period of time after drinking their mother's milk once, and can even survive by breathing. This also ensures that this rare animal can survive on its own after being separated from its family."
"So, it's mine from now on?" Hermione was still a little incredulous. She had gained a mother's approval so easily?
"You have a certain quality," Newt said confidently.
"Perhaps it doesn't seem bright to humans, but to animals it might be dazzling."
Hermione held the sleeping baby in her arms and thought for a moment, "It seems I'll have to bother you often from now on. I think I still have a lot to learn about how to take care of this child."
"Oh, of course, I don't think I'd mind such a little trouble." Newt laughed. Clearly, Hermione understood his unspoken meaning: it's not shameful to gradually open your heart and reach out to others for help.
"But before that, you need to name this little guy. Naming is a very important step."
Hermione looked at the little creature coiled on her chest like a cat, its curved tail like a strong ribbon.
"Let's call it Crook Hill!"
Crookshanks, meaning bent legs, corresponds to their ability to travel a thousand miles a day.
"It's a bit odd, but that's what we'll call it from now on," Newt shrugged.
In the days following Christmas, Hermione devoted all her energy to learning how to care for Little Rough.
The little guy opened his eyes on the third day after he was born. The first person he saw was Hermione, and then his birth mother.
Thanks to the powerful magic of magical creatures, it quickly learned how to fly and traverse space while leaping, which made Crookshanks appear quite elusive. Sometimes it would hang on Hermione's neck, but in the blink of an eye, it would be back with its mother, nursing and playing with its brothers.
The scorer was curious about this newcomer, but the opponent's faster movement speed was a major blow to it.
He thought he had fallen out of favor, which made Hermione have to spend time coaxing him back.
Life became much more lively with the arrival of Xiao Luowu. She was already planning to design a special room for Crookshan in her new home.