Night Raven Master

Chapter 308 Freshmen
Maybe one month, two months, one year, two years.

In a trance, Yate suddenly realized that he seemed to be conscious again.

It seemed to hear something, it seemed that someone was talking.

The voice seemed to be separated by a layer of membrane, hazy, somewhat unclear, and the language used was not a language that Art was familiar with.

French?German?English?Chinese?
Mixed with many kinds of pronunciation rules, it seems a bit cumbersome, but the narration is smooth and brisk.

Ignoring the outside world, endured stagnation and severe pain, Yate immediately began to observe himself.

The invisible black mist formed by the ominous power of doom is much weaker than before encountering the space storm.

Although he used the ability to transform into a bird of the star realm, he was still traumatized in that space storm, was thrown away by the turbulent flow of the void, and lost consciousness after hitting a crystal wall of which world he didn't know.

At the center of the body of doom, the system—the more condensed spherical black mist still stays there, slowly diverting the power of doom inside to supplement Arter's body.

The system is protecting and healing him.

"call--"

Yate breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time, he felt the power diverted from the system, which was very suitable, even more suitable than the original body.

But because of the seriousness of his injuries, even with systematic protective treatment, he still lost consciousness again.

When he woke up again, he didn't know how long it had been, but he could feel
What he was boarding, an extremely weak soul, had grown a little compared to last time.

It can be barely seen that it is similar to the shape of an embryo, no, a bird?
His body, the ominous black mist of doom, has already connected with this soul, taking over this little soul in an infiltrating way.

Consciousness cautiously followed the extremely fragile spiritual bridge to the body and took over the half-formed body.

The senses that are not fully formed in the body make him feel only that he seems to be curled up in an unusually small space, and what he senses intermittently is a slightly warm feeling, but because of the intermittent perception, he cannot Clearly sense the temperature of the surrounding liquid.

All he could feel was being soaked in some liquid, and the extremely weak heartbeat in his body.

Although his body has been freed from danger, it is still too weak to be released for exploration.

And the soul of this crow is also very weak, the amount of absorbed free mental power is not enough to supplement the consumption of spiritual power derived from the soul.

Therefore, Yate did not use the crow's mental power to explore.

Glancing at the system that was still slowly, stably, and without side effects repairing his body, Art fell asleep again in the increasingly drowsy sleepiness.

As time passed, Art woke up several times and fell asleep several times. The crow's soul gradually became "stronger", and his body was fully formed.

The basic structure of touch, hearing, and all senses except for the eyes that are still closed has been fully formed, but it is still relatively weak and not fully developed.

Art has an urge to transform.

Because, too weak.

Ater, who has mastered the life blueprints of many kinds of crows, is still good at transforming.

But
There is no material.

Moreover, when you come to a strange world, you need to act cautiously and not be too ostentatious.

Swinging its wings and feet unfamiliarly, Art controlled the crow's body, and tried his best to spread its wings and stretch out its claws and feet towards the surrounding eggshells without hurting itself.

clack clack-

The eggshell shattered, Art's body was completely exposed to the air, and his sparse, wet feathers were exposed to the air.

Because it was "born" a lot later, the thickness of the eggshell is thicker than when a normal crow was born.

His perception became clearer and clearer, and he began to discover an interesting phenomenon—he seemed to shrink.

In other words, instead of shrinking, it became a state similar to an embryo.

When he emerged from the eggshell, he opened his eyes.

A slight sourness came from the eyeballs.

The surrounding scenery came into view.

It is in a den, but not in the wild, but indoors.

The nest was covered with a towel, and after Art's body got out of the eggshell, he fell directly on the towel, and the water on the feathers and body was sucked in by the towel.

"The body is still a little weak."

This crow is a very ordinary crow
Art scanned his attribute bar.

[Character name: Black Crow (Art)

Occupation: Crow Mage (lv19), Night Sorcerer (lv16), Proctor (lv13)

Attributes:
Strength: lv1 (lv19)

Physique: lv1 (lv19)

Dexterity: lv1 (lv19)

Spirit: lv1 (lv19)

Status: Weak]

The strength of each attribute of his body is exactly the same as that of a crow mage, but the crow's body he is boarding has the same abilities as ordinary crows. Except for agility of 0.5, other attributes are less than 0.3.

No, it should be said that it is much stronger than ordinary crows.

After all, the body he was boarding was the crow's chick.

After familiarizing himself with the manipulation of the body, Art looked around.

This is probably a woman's house, and it should not be very old. Various antique electrical appliances are filled with the room——

Antique electrical appliances such as TVs, toasters, and microwave ovens.

The style of the room should be called European style, right?A mixture of British style and French pastoral style, with a sense of tranquility and gentleness.

There was also a mobile phone on the table. When Art looked over, a message happened to light up the phone.

Curiosity made Art want to manipulate his body to take a look, but at this moment, he heard footsteps.

A girl about fifteen or sixteen years old with a bare buttocks ran over in slippers. It seemed that she had just taken a shower and her hair hadn't been dried. As she ran, water dripped from her golden curly hair Falling, dripping on the wooden floor, slightly splashing.

Her rather unexpected breasts trembled a lot as she stopped abruptly in front of the table.

"The figure is great, not the golden ratio, but the legs are very long, um, the legs are really long, and the chest is also quite predictable. Is it a C? No, it should be a D?"

Art, who had awakened the soul of a gentleman, looked at the girl's naked white body with great interest.

Because she lived alone, the girl who ran out of the bathroom when she heard the phone ringing didn't notice that there was a gentleman crow staring at her naked body and wantonly marking the score.

She just picked up the phone and looked at the information on it——

[Fiona, in half a month it will be the start of Hogsmott School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, have you prepared your stuff? ]
[Wand, Familiar, Admission Form]
A long message is displayed on the phone.

The girl Fiona clicked her tongue, and muttered in disgust:
"You are really long-winded, Anna."

Afterwards, she recalled the information on the information, and everything should be ready.
Except for the familiar.

"It's best to raise the familiar by yourself. It will be easier to make a contract with the familiar, and it will be more obedient."

However, for some unknown reason, the crow egg never hatched.

Originally, she thought it was a dead egg, and the crow inside was already dead, but it wasn't.

So she held a glimmer of hope and continued to observe.

Maybe it can hatch a special crow, some kind of albino crow, it's pretty, isn't it?

However, half a month has passed since the normal incubation time, and there is still no news.

"I knew I would buy more crow eggs."

Fiona complained, then sighed resignedly:

"Now you can only go to Madam Basher's witch shop to buy a black cat or a crow"

While thinking this way, she turned her head a little irritably, and her eyes glanced at the position of the crow's egg inadvertently.

Then there was a stun.

"It hatched!?"

ps: This world is a bit similar to the wizarding world of Harry Potter, but there will be no original plot, just the setting of the academy.

(End of this chapter)