"Captain Mary, the Grand Canyon is up ahead." Outside the Grand Canyon in Colorado, six or seven individuals dressed as muggles rode on brooms, advancing quickly.
"Stay alert! We're facing an international fugitive, proceed with caution!"
"Yes, Captain!"
Several team members responded.
Suddenly, someone pointed ahead, "Didn't the muggle weather forecast say it would be clear skies today? What's that?"
In the distance, dark clouds gathered, swirling in the sky like a funnel, forming a towering column of cloud.
"I've never seen clouds like that!"
Something was amiss. Mary frowned, "Let's go check it out!"
...
Pain.
Anger.
Death.
No, I won't die!
Suddenly, in the midst of frenzy, a moment of clarity emerged.
Countless images, information, knowledge, words, emotions, concepts flashed through his mind, like furious flames destroying all logical networks.
Thunderbird.
Crow.
Rapid Regeneration Serum.
Petrification Potion.
Mandrake Juice...
So, Mandrake Juice...
Saliva, lightning, mutation...
Animagus! Mandrake Juice is an ingredient for Animagus potions, but it was supposed to only reverse petrification...
But the Rapid Regeneration Serum activated the cells, stimulated magic, putting them in a highly active state...
Lightning, the beat of transformation...
The potion half-made...
The most terrifying mutation...
Rapid Regeneration Serum accelerated the mutation, turning him into a monstrously proliferating aberration...
He would exhaust all magic, becoming a lump of flesh and bone...
I'm going to die...
No! Survive! Don't die! Survive survive survive survive!
At all costs...
I must live! ...
Around the giant black-winged creature, crows cawed chaotically.
"Ca! He killed the divine bird..."
"Ga! We should crown him as king."
"Gu! But he seems dead..."
"GaGa! He's already dead!" Guga Ji seemed to revel in the misfortune, "Moga's dead! Worms are tasty! He's dead, let's go!"
Miss Gugu went up and pecked again, "You're dead, go away! Moga is not dead! He won't die! He's the strongest good bird!"
Suddenly, the mountainous black-winged creature twitched, a gut on its back tore open, and from that blood, a bird's beak grew.
"Ah, ga, gong..."
A muffled sound emanated from that monstrous mass of flesh.
The sound gradually grew louder, mixing with countless raspy screams and wails, becoming more piercing and rising in pitch.
Gradually, the crows all heard that sound.
"Amado, animo, animado, animagus..."
"Amado, animo, animado, animagus..."
"Amado, animo, animado, animagus..."
The voice trembled through the void, seeming to arise in the mind of every crow, making their souls sway along.
Suddenly, "Ga!" a crow from the Guga tribe called out, joining the chant in its language, then took flight, circling the black-winged creature's body, spiraling upwards.
Then another crow followed suit.
Whoosh whoosh, all the crows took to the skies, circling Murphy in mid-air, forming a black tornado.
Wind and thunder gathered in the sky, dark clouds suddenly appearing, piling up like mountains, and suddenly, the black clouds stirred by the flock of crows gradually formed a spiral, winding down from the high sky like a giant column, piercing the heavens and the earth.
The crows' chanting merged with that voice, forming a grand chorus.
"Amado, animo, animado, animagus..."
"Amado, animo, animado, animagus..."
... Approaching, Mary realized the enormity of the cloud column; the tornado was hundreds of meters thick, whipping the earth like the whip of a deity.
"What is that sound?" someone suddenly asked.
Amidst the deafening wind, they heard a grand chorus, seemingly a spell.
Then, they witnessed a sight they would never forget.
Thousands of crows flew outside the tornado, their calls forming the accompaniment to the chorus. The flock seemed to divide into several torrents, swirling around the tornado, creating a cycle that seemed like an eternal staircase upward.
Suddenly, a blinding flash burst from the tornado, a massive thunderbolt striking from the sky to the ground.
"Boom!"
The moment the lightning flashed, they also saw the colossal figure within the tornado.
Winged, with the head of a bird and the body of a man.
That figure, resembling an ancient deity, slowly stood up, lightning striking it again and again, creating a dense and terrifying storm. Then, as if it couldn't withstand the power of the lightning, it curled its wings around itself, transforming into a gigantic egg.
...
"Amado, animo, animado, animagus..."
Murphy was completely unaware of the outside events, his vision pitch black, empty.
A gigantic brain grew at the storm's center, expanding, with billions of neurons generating every second, and billions of synaptic connections being established.
With the violent catalysis of the Rapid Regeneration Serum, Murphy constructed a super-brain unlike any before.
Meanwhile, total recall functioned like a powerful data mining machine, digging out every connected scene from any slight memory link.
In his consciousness, all memories surfaced, as he wandered among them, reliving a lifetime.
This violent data mining naturally brought tremendous loss; every second, the super-brain lost billions of neurons due to overload.
But Murphy didn't care.
He searched through all the information he knew, calculating all possible paths...
"Animagus transformation is a ritual..."
"We can see it as a process of praying and making wishes to a magic administrator—called 'the Magic Web' by the Curse Study Group..."
"Becoming a higher Animagus is very simple, just mix some genes of the animal you wish to become during the potion's formation process, this mixture will cause the potion to mutate..."
"Rapid Regeneration Serum..."
"Some steps in the ritual are not actually effective, but cannot be omitted..."
"To break this 'convention,' one needs enough willpower and skill..."
Gradually, his thoughts became clear.
The fact was evident.
Rapid Regeneration Serum activated the Mandrake Juice, accelerating it into the Animagus potion ritual.
Then, the blood, venom, and bodily tissues of the Thunderbird and petrified lizard, along with the action of lightning, triggered a violent mutation of the potion.
Thus, he began the transformation into a magical Animagus and a dual Magus—Thunderbird, petrified lizard—simultaneously...
Stopping the transformation was no longer possible.
To survive, the transformation had to succeed.
First, he used the voice he had previously used on Kingsley to summon the flock of crows to join the ritual.
Second, he used the super-brain to construct a stable biological form capable of survival.
Lastly, he guided his will with a spell, directing the transformation towards that form...
The biggest challenge was: Animagus transformation usually requires at least a month, or even half a year to a year, during which a wizard could clarify their thoughts through constant prayer and reach an agreement with the "Magic Web," forming a stable Animagus form.
But he didn't have a month.
He didn't even have an hour!
The magical power of Rapid Regeneration Serum had its limits; once its effect stopped, the Animagus transformation would enter its final stage.
From taking Rapid Regeneration Serum to now, ten minutes had passed; he couldn't have another ten minutes! He continuously drove the giant brain, desperately thinking, faster, even faster...
Suddenly, intense lightning surged, burning tens of thousands of neural pathways, but he keenly captured a trace of anomaly, grasping that moment, then in three microseconds, understood that instant.
As the neurons turned to char, a complex electromagnetic network was established, replicating the structure of neurons but replacing the inefficient biological substrate with electromagnetic fields, forming an electromagnetic neural network in milliseconds.
The speed of neural signal transmission was: 300,000 kilometers per second.
The burnt neural network did not regenerate.
The magical efficacy of Rapid Regeneration Serum was about to expire.
How much time was left? Three minutes? One minute?
Or ten seconds?
Or, just one second? No time to hesitate.
In an instant, lightning covered the entire giant brain, burning 90% of the cortex in a microsecond.
This was the power of the Thunderbird, now temporarily at his disposal.
The remaining time was 5 microseconds.
But now, he could think at the speed of light.
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