The Phoenix Egg's hatching had finally shown progress.
This was definitely good news for Ian.
What dissatisfied him, however, was that the Phoenix Egg was absorbing the Dragon Egg and the other eggs rather slowly. Its appetite was enormous, yet the amount of "Life Force" it could consume in one go was strangely limited.
"If you don't hatch tonight, I'll stew you and eat you!" Ian chose to put a little pressure on the little thing inside the Phoenix Egg. Of course, he was nowhere near extravagant enough to actually make soup out of a Phoenix Egg.
Not even the book Fantastic Beasts in a Pot dared imagine such a recipe—perhaps it had heard Ian's words, because the life within the Phoenix Egg did speed up its absorption of Life Force by a little.
It was mainly absorbing the Life Force from the Dragon Egg. The eggs of other Magical Creatures did not contain particularly vigorous Life Force; after all, few creatures were so lively while still inside their eggs.
A Half-Blood Dragon was still a dragon, after all.
While keeping an eye on the Phoenix Egg, Ian took out his books and began studying against Teacher Morgan's notes. His Potions was also about to reach level five and awaken an Extraordinary Trait.
"This assignment hidden within the Love Potion formula seems to contain something related to some ultimate question." The more Ian studied, the more he sensed that the information Morgan had hidden within it was anything but simple.
Sometimes, he truly could not understand these old geezers. It seemed that the longer someone lived, the more they liked to be a riddler. Dumbledore and Grindelwald definitely counted as rising stars among riddlers.
Take the previous Time Loop, for example.
Now that Ian recalled and considered it again, he