Harry Potter: This savior is a bit bad

Chapter 390 My Past 15

Legolas shook violently and then rolled off the bed.

Narcissa exclaimed from the next room.

I rushed in without caring about anything.

Legolas' eggshell was seen to be covered with numerous cracks.

They are gradually falling apart.

I couldn't help but hold my breath.

Thranduil, who was in charge of the work in the temple, also felt something and dissolved the meeting.

He appeared before us out of nowhere.

"Cissy, Aurora..."

All of our eyes are attracted by the little life that is about to break out of the shell.

A touch of platinum pushed the broken eggshell aside.

Then, a slender claw came into view.

"Could it be... it's really a chicken?"

Narcissa touched Thranduil's arm.

“That’s also a golden chicken!”

Suddenly, the eggshell turned into dust and disappeared before our eyes.

"Legolas, it's a dragon!"

With two bat wings hanging at his sides, a pair of dragon horns standing high, and a long dragon tail, he looked very excited.

His eyes opened wide and locked onto me.

He had beautiful grey eyes that were platinum blonde throughout.

He is the real body of Legolas!

I finally matched the giant dragon I saw in the Shrieking Shack with the newborn baby dragon in front of me.

He flapped his wings and flew towards me.

He flew so fast that neither Thranduil nor Narcissa had time to stop him.

He has already settled over my head.

My platinum blonde wavy hair seemed to be used as his nest.

He chuckled and nuzzled my face.

"What's going on? Legolas seems to regard Aurora as his mother..."

Thranduil stepped forward and tried to pull the baby dragon off my head.

Legolas roared angrily, turned around and spewed dragon flames at Thranduil's face.

"careful!"

You must know that dragon flame is extremely lethal.

Thranduil once suffered serious injuries when facing the dragons, and half of his face was almost disfigured.

He recovered only after eating the spiritual fruit.

Therefore, he has an instinctive fear of dragons.

His hand was already on the hilt of the sword.

"Thrandui, he is our baby..."

He suppressed his instinct and wrapped Legolas in bubbles.

Thranduil dodged in time and only a strand of his long hair was affected.

I quickly restored his hair to its original state.

You know, Thranduil loves his long hair as his life.

His expression lightened up a little, and he saw Legolas trying to spit out dragon flames in the bubble, but he seemed to be having trouble breathing because of the decreasing oxygen.

"Legolas, come to your mother..."

Narcissa popped the bubble and held the little dragon in her arms.

Throwing himself into the warm embrace, Legolas gradually calmed down.

He closed his eyes meekly.

"Xixi, you still have to be careful..."

"Shh..."

Narcissa glared at the man.

"Legolas was just born and can't control his emotions well yet... You almost suffocated him just now!"

Narcissa said with lingering fear.

"The dragon's lethality is too strong... I'm afraid he might hurt you..."

Thranduil sat next to Narcissa, his expression and voice sounding aggrieved.

"I'll spare you this time..."

Narcissa's eyes were filled with pity.

I finally understand that maternal love can overcome all forces.

Narcissa hummed a tune she had never heard before.

It is said that such a melody can bring a beautiful dream to children.

Suddenly, the little dragon in front of him disappeared, and was replaced by...