HBWnovel Chapter 117 Mutation
Chapter 117 Mutation
He fell asleep unconsciously.
Half asleep, he smelled a very attractive sweet smell, as if he was standing at the back kitchen window of a cake shop and smelled the steaming hot cakes and buns that had just been baked, as if he suddenly saw them during a long and desperate trek in the desert. When we arrived at the sparkling lake in the oasis, we felt like we were encountering a hearty and fresh meal when we were hungry and cold.
Suddenly, the hungry feeling of being on the verge of reaching the limit hit him. Every cell in his body seemed to be screaming for him to replenish energy immediately. He couldn't help but grab the delicious and sweet cake deeply. Breathing, breathing...
A loud bark tore through the fog of the dream.
Tom woke up dazed with a splitting headache and indescribable hunger, and found that he had sat up without knowing it, holding Mrs. Norris in his hand - the gray cat had fallen limply. , its eyes were closed tightly, but there were still traces of gray-white thread-like gas slowly floating out from its seven orifices, and was sucked into the body as Tom breathed.
Tom immediately let go of his hand and leaned back, trying to break the inexplicable threads.
Fortunately, those unknown threads were as thin and weak as they looked, and Tom's movements easily tore them off. Those threads floated in the air for a while and then slowly dispersed.
"Mrs. Norris!" He checked the unconscious cat over and over. There was no trauma, but the cat's body temperature had dropped and it felt a little cool to the touch.
Tom pulled open his coat, tucked Mrs. Norris into his arms to warm her, and hurried to the doctor. But the moment he stuffed the cat into his arms, the heart-scratching hunger surged up again. He looked down at the cat, and a devilish whisper said to him: "Just take a bite. Just take a small bite and you'll be fine..."
The magic power in his body was arrogant and ready to bewitch him.
Tom pinched his wrist hard and swallowed hard. He looked at the cat with straight eyes, and at some point his much stronger perception spread, telling him that there was no other living creature within a radius of fifty meters... If he wanted to satisfy his hunger, he only had this "small snack"...
so hungry...
The Eye of Gilderoy embedded in the bracelet on his wrist trembled, and the next moment Tom's magic power came out like a living thing, surrounding it, as if he was weighing whether it was food. So the gem restrained its brilliance and quietly began to pretend to be dead.
so hungry...
No...this is Mrs. Norris...
Just take a small bite... just a small bite...
Another loud bark woke him.
He suddenly raised his head - how terrible, he actually lowered his head towards Mrs. Norris without knowing it - and saw a dog as big as a bear standing not far away looking at him.
Tom wasn't sure if this was the big black dog from before who was good at playing dead. Because they look really different. Although they are all the same skinny and look the same, their expressions are very different. 7K妏揩
Weird, thought Tom. He actually felt that the expression of a black dog was dignified and serious.
The black dog stood quietly not far away, but his perception still told him that the only living creatures around him were him and Mrs. Norris in his arms.
What a strange feeling. He could see with his eyes and heard the barking with his ears, but his perception clearly told him that there was nothing in that area.
No. It wasn't like there was nothing, there was a quiet, sudden silence. It was as if the black dog had arrived carrying a small piece of dead space with it.
The black dog's eyes are also pure black, not even the whites of the eyes, it is pure darkness that cannot be seen to the bottom. It took two steps towards Tom lightly and dignifiedly, and then Tom noticed a few black flames under its feet. The flame burned low-key, exuding a chill - but the chill was not eerie, just cold, reminding people of the vast ice fields, empty and high, and just wanted people to bow their heads to the majesty of nature.
As it approached, the Eye of Gilderoy on Tom's wrist suddenly stopped pretending to be dead. It trembled violently and ignited with blue flames. Through the jumping firelight, Tom saw in confusion a piece of silk thread. A huge invisible network that penetrates the sky and the earth, and in this dense silk network, countless silk threads around me suddenly break and reconnect to everything, and then break and recombine in an instant. I don’t know at that moment How many times has it been reorganized?
As those silk threads were burned and reorganized countless times, the obviously sparse silk thread network finally stabilized again.
As the silk screen stabilized, the black dog also stopped. Its pure black eyes stared at Tom, as if with scrutiny, but also as if it was a casual glance cast by a god sitting above the nine heavens.
The Eye of Gilderoy extinguished its flames as if it was exhausted, and there was a soft "click" sound. Tom looked down and saw a deep gap in its body.
The black dog lowered his head, picked up a remaining cloak of the dementor, and threw it on Tom.
As the tattered cloak covered his body, the strange and urgent feeling of hunger faded slightly.
Tom seemed to understand its meaning, tentatively reaching out and grabbing a few more cloaks to wrap himself up.
Sure enough, the uncontrollable hunger faded a little again.
The black dog nodded at him steadily, lowered his head, and when he raised it again, the whites of his eyes had recovered, and his expression was completely different - he turned into a big, stupid, frightened dog again.
"Woo... woof?" It jumped up with its tail between its legs, looked left and right, and found that there was no Dementor. It breathed a sigh of relief very humanely, with a silly smile on its face. .
? Tom's perception immediately reported that there was an energetic "soft and delicious bread" in front of him!
What... Tom rubbed his temples with a headache, reluctantly got up and picked up all the cloaks. During this period, the stupid dog kept looking at his actions with a confused expression on his face.
Tom unbuttoned his coat, suppressed his hunger and put on two cloaks first, then put on his coat, wrapped the other cloaks, picked up the cat, and planned to go down the mountain to find the veterinarian.
He had just stumbled to the foot of the mountain, and his perception had already spread to the village, almost telling him with joy: "There is a big dinner!"
That wonderful sweet smell floated over from the Hogsmeade village, tickling his nose, and the magic in his body boiled, urging him...
Tom stopped and looked at the village in the distance.
No, he can't go in.
Tom hesitated for a moment and looked back at the black dog following him.
"Can you understand?" He realized that his voice had become hoarse when he opened his mouth. "Take Mrs. Loris to the doctor." He knelt down half-kneeling, tore off a strip of the torn cloak, and pulled Loris away. The lady tied the black dog on its back, "It needs treatment. Can I trust you?"
He stared into the black dog's eyes.
The black dog hesitated for a moment, nodded at him, and barked again, as if asking him why he didn't leave.
"I seem to have something wrong." Tom stood up unsteadily, pulled a cloak from the package and wrapped it around his head and face, "You go directly to Hogwarts, find Mrs. Pomfrey, find Hermione, Look for Harry, anyone. Please."
The black dog barked loudly, looked in the direction, and ran away quickly carrying Mrs. Norris on his back.
so hungry...
Tom watched in pain as "bread" and "snacks" ran away, trying his best to control himself not to chase them. His magic power rushed through his body unwillingly, with hungry anger.
It needs to be sorted out as soon as possible... Tom thought, otherwise he will never be able to return to normal human society. You can't just be in third grade and advance to the point where you can find a job in Azkaban, right?