Chapter 359 Rove and Shirley's Promise (Happy New Year)
The injury on Airwing Bird was far more serious than Rove imagined:
It was covered in dry blood stains, the wound stretched from the head to the abdomen, and the whole body was almost split in half by a heavy blow from top to bottom.
"Muscle necrosis, wound gangrene, even maggots are unwilling to approach the affected area." Nymeria sighed softly, "I sucked it with leeches, but all the leeches died..."
Rove peeled off the herbal medicine applied by Nymeria, looked at the blackened wound, frowned and said:
"There's black magic on it to stop the wound from healing, the carrion has to be cut away first."
Rove stretched out his hand, without him reminding, the girl with ponytails had already taken out a bottle of purple potion from the box and handed it over.
It was an anesthetic made from psychedelic mushrooms and green grass. It was extremely powerful. If it was taken by a wizard, there was a high probability that it would cause memory loss, but magical creatures like airwings were just right.
Shirley moistened a soft cloth stained with herbs with alcohol, wiped Airwing Bird's wound, and then took a needle as thick as an arm, and stabbed it near Airwing Bird's wound.
The Airwing struggled to break free, grinning its teeth, but Nymeria hugged it tightly and murmured comforting words, finally calming the Airwing.
In less than thirty seconds, Airwing was paralyzed and fell to the ground, only the eyes were still open, the sapphire-like beads were staring straight at the sky, and the tongue was also crooked, giving people a feeling of hopelessness. Sense of sight.
Rove took out a sterilized scalpel, crossed the blade across Airwing's wound, and cut hard.
The abscesses burst open and ooze a yellowish pus, like rancid milk.
He continued to dig down, and soon the blood gushed out together with the pus, and the blood flowed on the ground, and the hot blood vaporized in the cold air, like a flame.
Rove cut open the carrion, and the dragon leather gloves were soaked bright red. Seeing Nymeria's worried face, he comforted him, "It's good to see blood."
By the time Shirley dipped, squeezed, and wiped off all the pus on the Airwing Bird with a few pieces of soft gauze boiled in the potion, a bucket of clear water had turned into a muddy soup, and a glance would have terrified any sane person.
Rove applied a light green ointment to Airwing Bird's wound, and after wrapping it in a bandage, he said softly:
"That's all for tonight, and the follow-up is still very troublesome. I will take Airwing back to Hogwarts for treatment slowly.
Nymeria... As a deal, you need to divination for me where the wizard who rescued Peter is. "
Nymeria nodded, she quickly lit the bonfire, and threw sage and sweet mallow into it, and the flame immediately exuded a strong herbal fragrance.
Rove and Shirley stood by, watching Nymeria dance the big dance.
Rove was still staring at the flames for a long time without blinking, until his eyes were dry and tired, and he couldn't see anything from the flames.
It seems that he really has no talent for divination.
Of course, after 100% domestication of Nymeria, she will be able to obtain her prophecy talent.
But such a fierce big ocean horse, let alone completely tamed, might be difficult to ride on and gallop.
"Are we going back to Hogwarts tonight?" Shirley asked softly.
"Looking at Nymeria's attitude, it's impossible to end it in a short time, and I won't go back to school tonight." Rove sighed and said with concern:
"Are you sleepy? If you are sleepy, go to bed early. There is a bed in the black box. You can go there and sleep overnight."
"Not sleepy at all!" Shirley wrapped her fingers around her slender ponytail, she blinked and said softly:
"Rove, I want to see the night view of the Forbidden Forest, can you...can you go with me?"
"Okay." Rolf nodded.
The two returned along the original road one after the other. After walking for more than ten minutes, they walked out of the cave, stood on an open platform, and looked into the distance.
Above the head is the bright starry sky, so clean and beautiful that it can make anyone who is too busy to look up feel trembling.
The brilliance of the stars is sprinkled on the mountains, dotted with gray-green forests, and in the distance are snow-covered mountains, and the occasional cry of snow owls.
Xue Li was fascinated by watching, she looked at the starry sky, and whispered softly: "It's so beautiful."
Rove looked at the smiling face of the girl with ponytail out of the corner of his eye, nodded and said, "It's really beautiful."
Shirley turned her head to look at Rove, and said with a bright smile, "Rove, have you ever seen a more beautiful scenery than this?"
"Of course." Rove thought about it seriously, and said with a smile: "Climb to the top of Khufu's Pyramid, overlooking the ancient Egyptian buildings and the Nile River under the bright starry sky;
Standing on the statue of Christ on the top of Corvado Mountain, overlooking the world of mortals;
Lying on the ancient cupola of Hagia Sophia, gazing at Constantinople..."
"Have you been to all these places?" Shirley was surprised.
"I haven't been there." Rove shook his head and said, "But I heard my grandma describe it, and she once accompanied my grandpa to see those scenery.
I will definitely see all those beauties one day. "
The girl with ponytails opened her misty eyes and said enviously, "That's great."
The two stood on the top of the mountain and watched the scenery for half an hour, and the temperature became colder and colder.
Rove said softly: "Xue Li, we should go back."
"Stay a little longer." Xue Li's voice was silky, with a hint of coquettishness: "I want to watch the sunrise."
Rove laughed, stretched out his fingers and scratched the bridge of the girl's nose with ponytails, and said, "Sunrise is still several hours away, you are so sleepy... go to bed early, be obedient!"
Shirley stretched out two fingers and bargained: "Then hold on for another twenty minutes?"
Rove shook his head in disapproval.
Unwilling to give up, Xue Li withdrew a slender and tender finger, still holding her index finger up, and said softly, "Ten minutes?"
Rove continued to shake his head.
Shirley bent her index finger, "Five minutes?"
Luo Fu was stunned by this subtle movement, he couldn't hold back his smile, nodded and said:
"Okay, just five minutes, hurry up."
"Then let's go back." Shirley tilted her head slightly, and said recklessly, "But I can't walk anymore."
Rove squatted down with a smile and said, "Come on, I'll carry you on my back."
Xue Li sat on Rove's back contentedly, and he carried her, who was not heavy, and walked slowly along the cave.
Shirley mischievously whispered in Rove's ear, and then said in an inaudible voice:
"Rove, when you go to see those scenery, can I go with you?"
Rove hugged Shirley's tight thighs with both hands, and said softly, "You are my little assistant, if you don't follow me, who will follow?"
The ponytail girl didn't speak, but hugged Rove's neck tightly and lay on the boy's shoulders, she felt very warm.
The two quickly returned to the cave, and Nymeria stood by the campfire, reciting softly in a strange tone, the ruby in her throat flickering on and off.
After seeing Rove carrying Shirley on his back, Nymeria said softly:
"Scamander, the wizard who saved Pettigrew Peter...is dead."
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(I wish book friends a happy New Year's Eve and a happy new year!)