Because tomorrow was the first day of school, Kyle had planned to go back after having dinner here.
But he had just taken a bite of the freshly baked caramelized potato pancake when Newt rushed over, grabbed Kyle's collar and dragged him into the box.
"What, what happened?" Kyle followed Newt with a confused look on his face, stuffing the remaining half of the caramel potato pancake in his hand into his mouth in a few bites.
"The Nundu is giving birth tonight," Newt said without turning back. He grabbed Kyle's arm and said, "We have to hurry over."
"What?" Kyle's mouth twitched.
The nymphal is a magical animal that looks like a puma. It is black all over and has a huge poison sac on its neck, which makes even its breath contain deadly poison.
Although it can actively control toxins within the body, it depends on the situation.
Kyle didn't think that it would have the energy to care whether its poison would accidentally hurt other people while giving birth.
No, it should be said that the Nangdu leopard is the most dangerous at this time.
Childbirth consumes a lot of physical energy. In order to ensure that they can safely pass through the weak period and to ensure that no other creatures get close, they will instinctively spread a large amount of highly toxic gas around them.
Going there now is basically the same as committing suicide.
"Can I not go?"
Kyle tried to refuse.
"I'm not afraid, the main thing is that the caramel potato pancakes are not delicious when they are cold..."
"It's okay, Tina can do it again."
"That's so troublesome..."
"Tina loves this... She makes so much every day that sometimes it takes the Sniffs to finish it all."
"But……"
Kyle wanted to say something else, but Newt suddenly slapped his head and took out something about the size of the Golden Snitch.
"This was made with the help of Dumbledore. It contains a stone formed in the stomach of a Riem cow. Carry it with you, and the poisonous mist will not work on you."
“…”
If you had this good stuff, you should have taken it out earlier.
If he had known about this thing just now, he wouldn't have had to wait until now.
Kyle took it immediately.
It was a small ball made of silver threads, with a layer of fine net on the outside, wrapping a golden "stone".
Kyle picked it up and could faintly smell the fragrance of soil...
He nodded.
Yes, that’s right, it’s genuine bezoar.
It is the same thing as the fecal stones in goat's stomach and has a strong detoxifying effect.
The color is just brighter. Ordinary bezoars are brownish, but this one is golden like gallstones.
Kyle plucked a leaf from the side, made it into a rope, strung it together and hung it around his neck.
To be on the safe side, he deliberately made the rope very short.
After all this is done...
"Get ready, Kyle, we have to hurry."
…
Newt grabbed Kyle's arm and Apparated him to a patch of grass east of the box.
The first second he arrived here, Kyle felt something was wrong.
Just like London in the early morning, a light green mist visible to the naked eye filled the sky above the grassland.
However, there seemed to be an invisible wall at the edge of the grassland, preventing the poisonous fog from spreading further outward.
It should have been arranged by Newt.
"Is it all right to just take it with me?" Kyle couldn't help but ask as he looked at the poisonous fog in front of him.
After all, bezoar generally has to be kept in the mouth to have a detoxifying effect.
Newt nodded. "The Riem cattle are immune to almost all toxins. Their bezoars can naturally restrain the leopards... Oh, and this."
Newt took out his wand and waved it gently, and a transparent bubble appeared on Kyle's head.
The same goes for him.
"Okay, let's go in."
Newt was the first to walk into the poisonous fog.
Kyle paused, looked at Fox who was following him, and said.
"Fox, think of something sad and try to squeeze out some tears. I might need them later.
It doesn’t need to be much, a pint is enough.”
It is better to be prepared. The Phoenix's tears can even cure the poison of the snake monster, so the poison of the leopard will naturally be no problem.
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Listening to Kyle's words, Fox couldn't help but pat him with his wings.
It is a phoenix, not a faucet.
And a pint of tears, how dare you say that... What, are you here to quench your thirst?
Even if you really drink it as water, you won't use that much.
Fox was so angry that he grabbed Kyle's clothes and rushed into the grassland full of poisonous fog without saying a word.
The combination of the bubble head curse and the bezoar was indeed very effective, and the poisonous fog that appeared around him all dissipated automatically.
It didn't take long for the two men and the phoenix to find the Nangdu leopard on a huge rock.
It lay on its side on the stone with a bloated belly, and uttered painful groans from time to time.
Newt walked forward and gently placed his hand on its chin, kneading it back and forth in a rhythmic motion.
“It helps her relax,” Newt explained.
Kyle watched his movements and wondered, "But if it's that close, won't the smell of the bezoar affect it?"
"Yes, there will be a little bit, but it's not that serious."
Newt glanced down. "Probably like someone who doesn't like vegetables smelling carrots."
Kyle nodded, understanding what Newt meant.
Although it's annoying...it's not that hard to accept.
Kyle sat next to him and watched Newt stroking the chin of the Nundu leopard.
Under his skillful technique, the Nangdu leopard's breathing gradually became much smoother and it no longer groaned in pain.
But as I said just now, this is destined to be a long process.
Kyle originally thought that Newt felt that this was a rare opportunity and brought him here specifically to broaden his horizons.
It wasn't until two hours later... when Newt's method lost its effect, that Kyle realized he was dragged here to be a "chatter".
That’s right, it means exactly what it says. Chat with the Nangdu leopard to distract its attention.
It was not difficult to tell from the other party's tone that it did not want to talk. It even tried to bite Kyle because it thought he was a little irritable. Fortunately, it was calmed down by Newt in the end.
“Don’t stop, keep talking!” Newt urged.
There was no other way, Kyle could only bite the bullet and continue talking to himself.
But the problem is that Kyle doesn't know what to say.
He had just repeated several times all the words of comfort he could think of. If he said them again, the Nangdu leopard would probably bite him.
The kind that even Newt couldn't stop.
There was no other choice but for Kyle to focus on the magical animals he had seen.
From the three-headed dog Fluffy to the Norwegian Ridgeback Norbert, combined with what happened in Hogwarts, it's like telling a story.
(End of this chapter)