Thunderbird!

In the darkness,

Having experienced a night of life and death, the girl and the little girl squatted on the ground, earnestly discussing the eggs that could electrocute people.

"This could very well be a dragon egg, Gabrielle. Have you ever seen a dragon egg?" the girl asked.

"No... I've never eaten this before. Anne, is this okay to eat? You know so much!" the little girl said.

"Oh, I've never met him either, I've only heard Hagrid mention him. Do you know Norbert?"

"That fire dragon that almost destroyed Paris... Did you read the newspaper?" the girl asked.

The little girl shook her head. "I can't cook, but my sister can... but she can only make fried rice, and it was William who wrote letters to her."

I always find hair in my food, and she insists it's from my own hair... Anne... I'm hungry...

The little girl touched her tummy and said pitifully.

"Oh, I'm hungry. I still have Fizzing Whizbees here." The girl took out the snacks from the Safety Watch.

Gabrielle took the packet of Fizzing Whizbees and smiled, thinking that Anne really did understand what she was saying.

The two continued their cross-server chat, one in English and the other in French.

"These eggs are just sitting here, it seems like nobody wants them. Why don't we take them with us?" Anne said.

"These eggs look like orphans, let's take them home," Gabrielle said earnestly.

Anne and Gabrielle exchanged a glance. Although they didn't know what the other was saying, they both understood the meaning in each other's eyes.

They were going to pack up the eggs and take them with them!

Anne suddenly felt a jolt of electricity run through her; her wand in her right hand had given her a shock.

Strange! This has never happened before.

Anne recalled Ollivander's words when she bought the wand last year:

"Wands made of Thunderbird tail feather are difficult to wield, but they usually possess very great power and are suitable for performing Transfiguration."

Because the Thunderbird is extremely sensitive to supernatural dangers, wands made from its feathers can foresee danger and even preemptively cast spells.

Anne suddenly grabbed Gabrielle and jumped into the air.

Sure enough, the next second, a bolt of lightning struck the spot where the two had just been standing, kicking up a large cloud of dirt.

The two looked up, a hint of fear appearing on their faces.

A giant bird, over five meters tall, crackling with electricity, let out a sharp cry.

The bird flapped its wings, and another bolt of lightning struck.

Seemingly to avoid harming the fragile bird eggs, the lightning's power and range were not particularly strong.

Even so, if you get hit, you'll either die or be paralyzed.

"Jump!"

Thanks to the wand's warning, Anne and Gabrielle jumped ahead again, narrowly avoiding the arc of electricity.

The two had just landed when a third bolt of lightning struck, and they jumped again, like a comical ballet.

The fourth bolt of lightning struck!

"Squat!"

Instead of jumping, Anne yelled and pressed Gabrielle down, narrowly avoiding a fatal blow.

After four failed attacks, the large bird was somewhat annoyed and humiliated, and it stared intently at the two egg thieves.

The two sides began a standoff!

Make eye contact!

Mid-lane sniping!

Thunderbird, fearing the egg thief would break the eggs, dared not make any excessive moves; while Anne, worried that if she turned to run away, she would be unceremoniously attacked with magic from behind.

The two sides were locked in a battle of wits and courage around a few bird eggs.

The big bird was guessing whether the egg thief would jump or lie down; Anne, on the other hand, was wondering if the thief could predict her next move.

As the saying goes: I predicted your predictions, and you predicted mine... what a multi-layered cake!

Anne was confident; she had never lost a game of rock-paper-scissors, not even against the clever Hermione!

Of course, Luna is an exception; she always likes to Legilimency.

As it turned out, Anne was indeed a master guesser; she guessed correctly six times in a row.

The seventh time... Anne squinted, her mind tense, and swallowed hard.

The situation has reached a fever pitch, and both sides are taking it seriously.

Boom!

Not only the giant bird, but Anne and the others also looked up at the sky, and all they could see was a blinding white light.

A beam of white light pierced through the dark clouds, and the moonlight shone upon it.

The giant bird was attracted; a greedy glint flashed in its eyes. It then dropped the eggs and flew toward the beam of light.

When it spreads its wings and takes flight, the sky is filled with lightning and thunder, wind and rain, and dark clouds gather.

Anne was stunned... That's it?

Wait a minute, don't you want your eggs anymore?

Outside the cave,

William had switched to a mixed-colored Werewolf, and he was surrounded by a large number of wolves.

Instead of attacking William, the wolves followed his command and attacked the pack.

All the wolves were dead, their bodies emanating an aura of death, like Inferi.

William actually learned this trick from Voldemort.

Voldemort fought a battle with the Centaur in the Forbidden Forest while hiding behind Quirrell's head.

William was also involved at the time.

This is how Voldemort controlled the dead Centaur. William consulted many magic books in the library and secretly learned a trick of it.

In the distance, the black dog and the Werewolf leader Jacob were locked in a fierce struggle, tearing at each other and groaning.

Black Dog had the skills, but he was probably old, thin, and lacked stamina and strength, so he was gradually overpowered by Jacob.

Falling into a disadvantageous position, the black dog decisively changed its tactics, making full use of its "anal-splitting" skill, attacking the Werewolf's buttocks and testicles.

This underhanded tactic is truly insidious and vicious. Clearly, the black dog has hyena lineage.

William looked up abruptly, and his gaze fell upon a beam of light shooting out from the mountainside halfway up the cave, piercing through the dark clouds.

From a distance, it looks like a snow-white waterfall cascading down from the heavens to earth.

The light appeared for only a few seconds and then disappeared. When William looked again, a huge tornado was moving from the other side of the island.

William squinted, gazing at the magnificent view where the clouds were falling and the sky and earth met, and vaguely sensed something Accio towards him.

The tornado slowly approached, and suddenly a deafening roar of thunder pierced the eardrums. Amidst the billowing clouds, a gigantic head emerged!

--Thunderbird!

William finally understood why the weather nearby had been so unusual. The Thunderbird were on the island!

The Thunderbird wasn't drawn in by the battle, nor did it want to participate; it was simply attracted by the Winky beam of light.

It appeared halfway up the mountainside, flapped its wings forward, and stirred up a strong gust of wind.

It was clearly in a bad mood; after circling around twice, it impatiently rammed into the narrow exit above Starlight Pool from below, like a great sword cleaving a mountain.

He looks like a hot-tempered guy!

With a deafening roar, the impact penetrated several meters into the ground, creating a massive dent.

In an instant, rocks began to roll down the ground, hitting the Werewolf who were unable to react in time.

Merlin, my foot! This isn't Thunderbird, it's probably a demolition office employee who came out to find a new job!

William's face turned ashen. He spurred the Werewolf beneath him and charged wildly toward the cave entrance.

As they approached, a huge boulder split open from the mountainside and was about to roll into the cave entrance. William raised his wand and slowed the boulder down.

The Werewolf abruptly stopped, its four claws carving several furrows in the ground. William leaped up and darted forward, narrowly escaping into the cave before the boulder blocked his path.

The Werewolf crashed headfirst into a boulder and died.