Chapter 93 92: Forbidden Forest! Dangerous attack!
The night is getting darker.
The stars twinkled in the velvet night sky.
The SCP party has dispersed for a long time.
In the Ravenclaw lounge, there was soon only the sound of turning books from time to time, and as the clock on the wall came into the night, the students who stayed in the lounge reading also came one after another. returned to the dormitory.
Only the flames in the fireplace are jumping happily, with warm light and crackling firewood, as always guarding this palace that has witnessed the slow rise of countless eaglets.
The firelight reflected on the surrounding stone walls, and a swaying figure appeared late at night. He took the map he made by himself and quietly slipped from the lounge to the corridor on the eighth floor.
“Ian Navigation is at your service.”
Ian feels that his imitation is really easy to use.
He can clearly monitor the location of everyone's activities, and his map is different from the ordinary version. His map will also display the names of people who are further away.
Even if someone buys his map and gives himself a nickname or nickname, Ian's map will mark the real name in parentheses after those nicknames and nicknames.
A small privilege.
Belongs exclusively to the creator of the map.
“This thing is really easy to use.”
Just like having Gaode Navigation in the city, you will not get lost. With this map, Ian can also You don’t have to worry about bumping into anyone who might cause trouble when you go out at night.
The location of everyone is clearly visible, including those night owls who don't sleep at night - the two Weasley brothers were sneaking around in Snape's office and stealing something.
In the past, Snape, who should have stayed in his office to brew the potion, instead ran to Dumbledore's principal's office. The two of them moved around very frequently in the principal's office, but fortunately they The range of movement is only limited to that small area, so there is no need to worry about them coming out to arrest students wandering at night.
"Is this playing hide and seek?"
Ian was curious about what happened in the principal's office, but he was soon discovered by the Night Walkers' number one enemy, Administrator Phil Attracted by the strange location.
Tonight, Mr. Filch seemed to have given up on patrolling at night, catching those nocturnal little wizards and putting them in solitary confinement. He had the icons of Mrs. Pince stacked one behind the other.
"!!!"
Ian felt that he had discovered a big secret.
This is definitely a very important piece of information. Maybe he needs to update the map that he has not sold yet. When two icons overlap, he should block the icons of those people from automatically disappearing. ?
“I’ll update it when I get back.”
Of course, Ian’s own maps will definitely not add these patches, but you still need to be cautious about products sold in bulk. After all, according to statistics, the derailment rate in the UK is quite high. Low.
Wizards may be more open-minded - if Hogwarts becomes a place of mourning due to the map, then Ian may have to bear the main responsibility for the drastic reduction in the number of births in the wizarding world in the future.
“Lockhart is still in the library so late? He is indeed Mrs. Pince’s favorite idol. While having a private meeting with her lover, he also used his authority to let Lockhart stay in the library overnight.”
Ian also paid attention to the new professor's movements. The icon with Gilderoy Lockhart's name on it was not known whether he wanted to take advantage of the night to replace the books in the entire library with His novels were written based on other people's experiences. This guy Ian always thinks he can do something similar.
“I need a slaughterhouse.”
In front of the Room of Requirement, Ian made his wish, and a gate appeared silently on the wall. While being beaten, he walked over with ghostly eyes.
The reason why he stayed up late at night was naturally because after Ian returned to his dormitory after attending a small class, he studied "Alchemy: The Connection Between All Things" for a while, and found a substitute for the problem he wanted to solve. method. This somewhat changed Ian's view of Gilderoy Lockhart.
After all, being able to identify the questions that Ian is looking for and give answers to them from the books that Ian consults, Gilderoy Lockhart must at least be special in terms of knowledge reserves of alchemy. Distinction graduate level. Maybe all this guy forgot was magic? Ian, who was somewhat surprised, completed his work tonight with the help of the knowledge in the book.
Broken bones and thrown into urns.
This is an invention he claims to be unprecedented.
For any alchemist, if the completed work cannot be verified immediately, it is like holding a fully loaded Gatling gun but not being able to pull the trigger.
Who can bear it?
Can’t help it!
God knows how long after Ian finished making the [Broken Ash Box], he stared at the few dots in the lounge on the map. He even thought that he would dream about those dots when he went to bed tonight. name.
“Fortunately, there is no all-nighter.”
While secretly rejoicing, Ian eagerly turned the doorknob and entered the Room of Requirement... When he saw it, it was him. Slaughterhouse needed.
And it was much larger than he imagined.
The smell of disinfectant lingered faintly in the air, and neat rows of slaughtering tools and equipment were quietly arranged. They glowed with a cold metallic luster under the dim light. Sharp butcher knives, thick iron hooks, strong ropes, and sophisticated cutting machinery are all readily available.
However, this did not make Ian feel happy. The expectant expression on his face froze almost instantly. What was the use of a slaughterhouse without even a mosquito?
“You can’t change living things! Where are the dead pigs! Where are the dead cows! If it doesn’t work, you can still die as a sheep! If there are no things that can be used for slaughter, then this is not a complete slaughterhouse at all!”< br>
"Don't fool me. You won't do it next time. Let's start over." As if he was preaching to the Room of Requirement, Ian walked out and made another wish and opened the door.
Everything is still the same.
Nothing has changed.
Not to mention the live pigs that Ian was looking forward to, there was not even a dead mouse. The smooth and new slaughterhouse had no smell that it should have, only a whiff of disinfection that it was used for. Watery taste.
"This joke is not funny at all, reopen, reopen." Ian closed the door again and adjusted the content of his wish again, but the miracle he longed for did not happen.
The scene has changed.
But they just changed the placement of various tools, as well as the specifications of the tiles on the walls and floors, and the drainage channels. The Room of Requirement seemed to be doing its best to satisfy Ian.
"Liar! I promised that the Room of Requirement will be available!" After Ian finished speaking, the Room of Requirement shook a few times, as if to refute, indicating that his name was not the Room of Requirement.
“…”
Ian sighed, not giving up and planning to continue trying, “Then give me some food, meat, meat, okay, I’m going to have some A place with lots of meat.”
This is a very reasonable wish.
When Ian opened the door again it was finally no longer an empty slaughterhouse.
The air was filled with the rich aroma of meat, and there was even a loud noise like gongs and drums. More than a dozen alien-like heads in the room turned to look at him.
“!!!”
Ian’s eyes widened.
He seems to have discovered that the Room of Requirement has another function?
"It's Mr. Prince! The knowledgeable and friendly Mr. Prince! He must be hungry!"
"He only ate a little bit of the supper tonight! The rabbi had actually guessed him. You will be hungry. Mr. Prince is still growing, which is the age when human wizards are most able to eat."
"Pu Tonight! Does Mr. Prince still want to eat hotpot? Habby went to find a lot of chili for Mr. Prince! "
......
The house elves rushed to speak, Ian said. I stepped into it with some disbelief, stepped hard on the floor, and confirmed that this was indeed the Hogwarts kitchen.
"Portal?"
Ian turned around and saw that the door had closed automatically. Even if he stepped forward and opened the kitchen door, the outside was not the eighth floor of the Room of Requirement but outside the Hogwarts kitchen. corridor.
“I need a sheep weighing more than one hundred pounds.”
While wondering how the Room of Requirement was created, Ian walked back to the gathering of elves, like What a big shot is welcomed in the kitchen hall.
"Mr. Prince won't eat beef tonight?" The house elves' eyes widened, looking very surprised, and one of them showed a panicked and guilty expression.
"It must be because the beef Sibby cooked last night was not delicious, so Mr. Prince doesn't want to eat beef!!" It raised its little hand and began to slap itself crazily.
Crackling sound.
Ian couldn't bear to look at it and hurried up to stop the self-harming elf, "I'm not hungry, I just want to find a complete goat for an experiment."
"Death It doesn't matter if you live or not." Ian saw that both sides of the house elves' faces were swollen. These elves who would harm themselves due to lack of service actually slapped them for real!
"Mr. Prince, do you want to use goats for experiments?" The house elf Rabbi looked at Ian thoughtfully, and he suddenly understood after seeing Ian nod.
"Rabbi can help Mr. Prince find live animals!" It may have misunderstood Ian's idea. However, before Ian could explain, it stretched out its little hand and grabbed Ian.
The world is spinning.
The world around him began to distort in unspeakable ways.
This is not a simple optical illusion, but as if the space itself is folded and stretched under your will until it completely loses its original shape.
Similar to the experience of Apparition but more primitive and direct, Ian felt a strong pulling feeling, as if being pulled by an invisible force across the boundaries of time and space.
Very clear experience.
“vomit~”
When Ian couldn’t help but want to vomit, he had already realized what the house elf rabbi had done.
Sure enough, when everything suddenly returned to normal, Ian covered his gagging mouth and saw clearly that he was already standing in a forest.
The trees are dense, the branches and leaves are intertwined, and the wet soil is overgrown with weeds. Because the moonlight is blocked by the lush trees, the entire forest looks dark and dangerous. The branches and leaves of countless ancient trees sway gently in the breeze, making a rustling sound, like a whisper deep in the forest.
"Mr. Prince, you...what's wrong with you? Is there something wrong with Rabbi's magic?" Rabbi looked at Ian at a loss.
As a house elf who is used to constantly jumping through space and serving little wizards everywhere in the castle, it may not understand that this method of movement is not a good experience for little wizards.
Ian was afraid that the little thing would start hurting himself again. He raised his hand and waved his hand while holding on to a big tree and said, "I sincerely hope we are not in the Amazon jungle."
< br>Without Uncle Snape's potion as a relief, what he experienced was a more primitive and rough disembodiment. The young wizard calmed down for a while before slowly returning to normal.
"It's the Forbidden Forest, Mr. Prince." The house elf Rabbi looked guilty and spoke in a timid tone. "Rabbi is just a very ordinary house elf. There is no great one." Dumbledore's majestic magic power cannot make a phantom jump across such a long distance."
It seemed that Ian wanted to go to the Amazon jungle.
I am very upset about my weakness.
"Phantom Leap? Isn't it Apparition?" Ian looked at the surrounding environment. Although the Forbidden Forest is eerily quiet at night, some sounds can still be heard occasionally.
These sounds may be the gurgling of a distant stream or the low calls of night birds. However, in this tranquility, there are still some unknown sounds hidden.
It might be the footsteps of some magical animal, or it might be the roar of some unknown creature.
"Our magic is a little different from that of wizards." The house elf Rabbi answered honestly. They can indeed do many things that wizards are difficult or unable to do at all.
Such as space jumping at Hogwarts.
"If you are free in the future, can you try to teach me?" Ian became interested in the house elf rabbi's magic. This may be a special bloodline or it may be more ancient. magic.
The house elf Rabbi nodded excitedly.
“It’s a rabbi’s honor!”
It responded in a sharp voice, then hesitated, "However, wizards should not be able to learn our magic, but this does not affect the rabbi's willingness to become Mr. Prince's experiment!"
< br>Good guy!
This realization is so clever!
"It's not an experiment, we are going to explore magic together." Ian raised his hand to fist bump with the house elf rabbi, but the house elf rabbi covered his face in fear.
“Rabbi is not qualified to discuss magic with Mr. Prince. Rabbi is just an elf. Being able to contribute to Mr. Prince’s learning of magic is already the greatest happiness!”
Very firm words.
Ian didn’t know how to respond for a moment.
"Are there any sheep here? Do you usually keep live animals in the Forbidden Forest?" He could only change the topic and looked ahead where visibility was extremely low under the sparse moonlight.
The silver moonlight can only pass through the shade of the trees, forming patches of mottled light and shadow on the ground.
“The food that the little wizards eat all comes from special farms. When we got it, it was already processed ingredients, so the rabbi took Mr. Prince to the Forbidden Forest.”
"Other little wizards can't come here, but Mr. Prince is different..." The house elf Rabbi moved his two thin arms and legs and started to lead the way.
Before Ian could ask this little guy if he knew divination and knew that he was the favorite cub of Dumbledore and Snape, the words of the house elf Rabbi attracted his attention.
“There are many creatures in the Forbidden Forest that cannot be seen outside, including goblins, horned beasts, bird snakes, evil birds, rats, ash snakes, warthogs, and even vicious and terrifying dragons. "
When he said this, the house elf Rabbi's expression also became horrified.
The Yanyi of this tribe is really very good.
"But the rabbi will not take Mr. Prince to such a dangerous place. The rabbi wants to protect Mr. Prince's safety. He will only take Mr. Prince to look for slave tripods outside the Forbidden Forest." The house elf Although Rabbi was also very reckless, he was obviously not as good as the one Harry Potter encountered.
"Weinu three-legged sheep?"
Ian was a little surprised.
He had not seen this magical animal in the Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them book series.
“Yes, they come from Japan. They are xxx-level magical animals that bully the weak and fear the strong, but Rabbi thinks they can’t even defeat the Bowtruckles in the Forbidden Forest.”
The tone of the house elf rabbi was full of disdain. This was the first time that Ian had seen a certain creature, and even the house elf would feel disdainful.
He became a little curious about the Weinu three-legged sheep.
"Actually, any creature is fine, and I can accept undercooked beef." This was what Ian had not had time to finish in the Hogwarts kitchen.
Following the house elf Rabbi, who was much shorter than himself, Ian saw several Bowtruckles sleeping soundly. As soon as they approached, he stood up and became alert.
The green tree-like body looks particularly interesting, as if it has sprouted. After bypassing this guarded area, Ian soon saw a piece of mud stained with large blood stains.
The blood stains extended all the way.
A long trail of bright red blood was dragged across the open space.
“It’s the blood of wild deer.”
The house elf Rabbi dipped his hand into it and smelled it, “Maybe it’s the centaurs, they always like to cross the line sometimes. Come out to hunt for the food they need.”
The little guy’s determined tone made Ian slightly curious.
"Centaurs, I really want to see something." Ian looked at the blood stains on the ground and roughly understood the reason for the house elf rabbi's judgment.
If it is a hunt by magical creatures, most of the prey will not be brought back to the lair. There will be more or less residual bodies left. Only intelligent creatures in a tribal manner may take away the prey entirely.
"They are an unreasonable race, ferocious and barbaric, and neither Rabbi nor other elves like them." The house elf Rabbi showed his disgust and a little timidity towards the centaurs.
There is also a trace of pride, "The food the centaurs eat is half-cooked, unlike us elves, who can enjoy civilized cooked food like wizards."
This seems to be something that makes the house elf rabbi feel that he is a "beast". I don't know how comprehensively the wizards made a mental transformation on these defeated people.
Perhaps the historical summary of the failure of enslaving black people also played a large role in this.
"I'm just a little interested in their prophecy ability." Ian is not a reckless wizard. He feels that his current strength will probably not allow him to get close to dangerous ethnic groups in the Forbidden Forest. .
“Hogwarts also has very outstanding prophecy witches, and the rabbi often delivers meals to them. If Mr. Prince wants to, the rabbi is willing to help Mr. Prince contact them.”
Are you talking about the prophecy teacher? More than one?
“Let’s talk about it later.”
Ian's current study time is basically full, and it is not a wise choice to rush into another subject. He knows that the limited time should be used in the most practical study.
Although prophecies are mysterious and powerful, the prophecy teacher at Hogwarts... Well, Ian probably only remembers that she was a mysterious woman who always liked to scare students?
"Okay! Rabbi is ready to serve Mr. Prince at any time!" The house elf Rabbi was always vigilant about his surroundings, and a thin layer of mist sometimes appeared in the Forbidden Forest at night.
This layer of fog looks particularly hazy under the moonlight, causing the visibility in the Forbidden Forest to drop to another level - this experience is probably related to the poor weather tonight.
“There seems to be movement over there?”
Ian also took out his wand and kept an eye on the surroundings. He heard a rustling noise, mixed with the sharp screams that definitely came from magical animals.
"Damn it! Get away!" There was also a voice that felt very familiar to Ian.
He was startled.
While the house elf Rabbi was still poking his head warily, Ian immediately rushed towards the direction of the sound. As expected, he saw the friend he had just met during the day.
Aurora Grindelwald.
The petite Germanic girl was fighting with a green creature at this time. The wand was knocked to the side. The creature that looked like a reptile and a huge butterfly was the mysterious creature that made the sharp scream. animal.
Curling-winged Demon!
“Boom!”
Just when Ian raised his wand and was about to lend a helping hand, the helper somehow ran out in the middle of the night and wandered in the Forbidden Forest. It seemed that he was almost killed by the vicious Winged Demon. When Aurora was killed alone.
The house elf Rabbi who followed took the lead and without chanting, he released a powerful spell between his fingers and directly blasted the curled-winged demon away.
“The Rabbi saved a little wizard!”
The house elf Rabbi looked nervous and happy at the same time.
It raised its finger and continued to shake it. The light bloomed, as if to pursue the victory, and continued to launch a spell on the curling-winged demon that had slowed down and shifted its attack target.
Nothing more.
Ian's magic spell has been released. It is a jagged magic spell that shines with white light. It is a compound magic that Ian figured out based on the Shenfeng Shadowless Curse.
Lost concealment.
The power is the power of Shen Feng Wuying...it's useless, but Ian thinks it's very handsome.
"Huhu~"
The swooping winged demon felt the danger and wanted to dodge the curse that made it instinctively alert, but behind it was German who picked up the wand. The girl has also cut off its retreat.
blue fire.
White light.
The scarred Winged Demon directly became Oreo in the attack from both sides - without even making any screams, the broken body was burned to ashes by the blue flames.
"Huhuhu~"
Aurora put down her wand and lay on the ground gasping for air.
"Oh my God! Mr. Prince and the little wizard who violated the school rules! They actually teamed up to kill a curling-winged devil! They are simply more powerful than many of the big wizards that Rabbi knows!"
Domesticated The elf Rabbi put away the light in his hand, his face full of wonder.
“This is called the Eight-point Light Wheel, isn’t it handsome?” Ian didn’t have time to recite the incantation just now, but now he added the introduction of magic, and the house elf Rabbi immediately lit up like a chicken pecking at rice. head. It really can provide more emotional value to others than the Happy Camp host eating Huang Xiaochu’s stewed elbow.
"Actually, I also know how to use the Ultra Guillotine, the Zapelli Ao Green Ray..." Ian walked towards the direction where Aurora was lying, and only then did he see that the Germanic girl's hand was already covered with The Winged Demon's spike-filled wings were scratched, and drops of blood continued to ooze out and blend into the moist soil.
"It looks like I should send you to the school doctor's office." Ian rummaged inside his robe and took out a large handful that "accidentally" fell into his pocket in Potions class. White and fresh.
He looked around for a suitable stone to transform into a grinding tool.
"It's Bai Xian, Rabbi is here to help you." The house elf Rabbi stepped forward, crushed the Bai Xian with his magic, and then sprinkled the powder onto Aurora's hands.
These house elves may also often help Madam Pomfrey in the school infirmary take care of the little wizards.
"Thank you, Ian, you saved me again."
Aurora looked at the wound on her hand that started to stop bleeding, and was a little scared, "Maybe this is the fate that my grandfather said. Through teasing, we get prophecies but also pay the price of seeing the future.”
The Germanic girl's mysterious words puzzled Ian.
"What prophecy?" Ian remembered that Aurora mentioned the talent of the Grindelwald family, but he didn't understand what prophecy would bring Aurora to the Forbidden Forest in the middle of the night.
Aurora looked at the house elf Rabbi who continued to treat her wounds, and hesitated for a moment, "Tonight, I saw someone in the Forbidden Forest trying to hunt a unicorn. I didn't want to care about it. But before going to bed, I saw the darkness again The crowd, and the corpses scattered everywhere..."
"I don't know when this will happen, but I think it must be related to the people who hunted the unicorns," Aurora said with some annoyance. The reason why he came to the Forbidden Forest alone.
"I didn't expect you to be so stupid. I thought you were as smart as me." Ian frowned, thinking about the information in Aurora's words, "If there is really something sneaky, The evil people are trying to cause trouble here, how can you, a child, fight against the evil dark wizard who dares to hunt unicorns?”
Very reasonable preaching.
Aurora nodded without rebuttal, "Yes, now that I'm awake, if I had asked you to come with me, I'm afraid there wouldn't be such a painful lesson. It's all my arrogance and Arrogance is at work, not only can the black man be found The wizard was almost killed by the Winged Demon left by Ronnie.”
The Germanic girl’s words made the house elf Rabbi, who was constantly using some kind of magic to treat Aurora’s injuries, feel a little confused. looked up at her.
A child can't handle it.
Is it okay for two small children?
The house elf Rabbi turned his head to see Ian continue to scold Aurora, but he never expected that he only saw Ian nodding his little head with a very satisfied expression.
"Yes, I hope you can learn a lesson today. You can't take risks alone. God will punish every bad boy who takes risks without bringing his friends!"
"You Think about it for yourself, is it possible that even Merlin doesn't dare to take risks alone?" Ian's words made Aurora nodded thoughtfully.
"Maybe you can take me with you. Now that we have found the dark wizard you saw, we are killing each other." Ian actually has a guess about Aurora's "prophecy".
He very doubted that what Aurora saw was a scene that would only appear next year. After all, killing unicorns and sucking unicorn blood was something that ordinary dark wizards would never dare to do.
You know, although unicorns are sacred creatures and their blood has powerful healing powers, the act of killing a unicorn itself requires carrying an extremely severe curse.
"The Rabbi feels that... the right thing to do is to inform Dumbledore... Only professors can handle such matters." The house elf Rabbi hesitated to speak.
It felt that the distinguished Mr. Prince and his friends seemed to have some abnormalities in their minds. oh! This is such a disrespectful idea. I will have to punish myself with a hundred slaps when I go back!
“You don’t understand. The little wizards only need to think about saving Hogwarts, but the professors have too many things to consider. You will understand when you grow to be as tall as me. ”
Ian patted the house elf rabbi on the shoulder. He was so excited that if he really found out about Voldemort, he would probably run to find Dumbledore faster than Harry Potter.
"..."
The house elf rabbi wanted to say that he had served Hogwarts for sixty years. Even if he served for another hundred years, he would never be able to grow up to be with Ian and the other little ones. As tall as a wizard.
This is the difference between races!
"Our late Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, I didn't expect to raise such a dangerous creature as the Winged Demon." Ian looked at the puddle of ashes on the ground and felt a little pity.
Curling-winged Demon's whole body is full of treasures.
"He is a saint."
Aurora stood up and said quietly.
"That's right. The Saints have much more criminal background than the Death Eaters." Ian took hold of Aurora's hand, which had returned to whiteness, and was a little amazed at how powerful the house elves' magic was. .
Among the group of wizards.
Similar injuries generally require the use of magic potions for treatment.
"Some of my grandfather's saints also kept dragons, saying that they would be useful when they need to attack the Ministry of Magic in the future." Aurora's hands were picked up by Ian and he was looking through them.
She just stood there and frantically leaked her secrets.
"Do you need a dragon to attack the Ministry of Magic? I have a special way to help you attack the Ministry of Magic, so you might as well let those old saints kill the dragon and give me its meat."
Ian is a little greedy for dragon meat.
I don’t know if the hotpot is delicious.
"Hiss~"
The house elf Rabbi looked horrified. He looked back and forth between Ian and Aurora several times, then quietly walked around to the big tree aside and buried his head in covering his ears. .
It began to mutter that it heard and saw nothing.
"I will not attack the Ministry of Magic."
Aurora also looked at Ian with a strange look. She hesitated for a moment, then suddenly said, "That's true, you just The senior class is thinking about how to attack the Ministry of Magic.”
What a tricky idea.
Ian was speechless.
"Should we go back?" Aurora looked into the depths of the Forbidden Forest. She had obviously grown up, and there was a bit of awe in her eyes.
"I also want to experiment with my works. Well, the first one is for you." Ian took out the alchemy creation that he made that was as big as a cigarette box.
“What is this?”
Aurora was immediately attracted by the box with sharp teeth.
“Break bones and throw away urns!”
Ian proudly introduced his work. He looked around and found some that may have been hunted by the curling-winged demon and were not eaten. Finish the remaining Motla rat carcasses.
Poor Motla Rat.
The brain has been completely eaten.
Half of his body also disappeared.
“I like this name.” Aurora’s eyes lit up. She watched with anticipation as Ian approached the body of the Motla rat and placed the strange-shaped small box on the body.
“Kakakaka~”
The small box began to operate automatically. The sharp teeth continued to tear at the flesh and bones, swallowing a meal of the mixture into the stomach, and then removed it from the buttocks. Wisp after wisp of soil was emitted from the position.
"A must-have for home travel!" Ian grabbed the soil excreted from the [Bone Crushing Urn] in his hand, placed it in front of Aurora and compared it with the soil on the ground.
There is no difference except for the color difference, and even the smell is only the unique smell of earth-this can obviously avoid a lot of trouble.
"You will make a fortune from this, Ian...if the Aurors don't catch you." Aurora picked up the [Bone Crushing Urn] that had eaten all the remains of the Motla Rats. .
It seemed that he was very surprised by the gadget invented by Ian, but he still made a serious comment.
“???”
The smile on Ian’s face froze.
"I just invented a prop that can contribute to the agriculture of this world." Ian said with some guilt. He invented this thing mainly because it was too troublesome to deal with corpses several times before.
"Huh?"
Aurora, who was standing opposite, raised the small box in her hand and shook it, her dazzling eyes of different colors blinked, "It's called a bone-breaking urn, isn't it? ?”
Ian curled his lips.
“Who doesn’t have a few cows and sheep that died of illness?”
He defended himself vigorously.
"It will come in handy, really, really."
Ian didn't know whether to convince Aurora or himself.
"I will also prepare a gift for you on Christmas. Can you also prepare a gift in return for me?" Aurora held the urn tightly in her hand.
She looked a little cautious when asking Ian questions, and her eyes were a bit expectant.
"Of course."
Ian sensed some subtle emotions, some uneasiness, uneasiness... He nodded his answer without hesitation, and the Germanic girl immediately relaxed a lot visibly.
"I stole something from my grandfather, and I think you will like it." Aurora lowered her voice a little bit mischievously, as if hoping to raise Ian's expectations for the gift.
“!!!”
Ian was a little confused.
He didn't know why but he felt guilty.
"Mr. Prince, and Mr. Prince's friends who like to violate school rules, maybe we should leave. The movement just now attracted the centaurs. These untrustworthy guys will definitely kill us. "Shut up."
The house elf Rabbi who had been not far away suddenly spoke nervously. Ian looked over. His vision was unable to see too far in the dark night. .
But the rustling sounds in the jungle are indeed a bit more obvious.
"Maybe we should take this away." Aurora ran to a tree, took out a few eggs from it, and stuffed them all into Ian's hands.
Ian, who didn't want to encounter the centaur, put it into his robe before he could see it.
“Let’s go!”
Ian motioned for Aurora to get closer to the house elf Rabbi, and the elf pulled him and Aurora at the same time. The feeling of dizziness and nausea emerged again. It was very intense, as if I was being sucked into a rotating vortex, and everything around me became blurry.
The rhythm of the unique space magic is extremely obvious, but Ian is obviously not in the mood to figure it out, or it can be said that Ian no longer has the ability to try to analyze it.
A stronger dizziness than the first time affected his body.
"Ugh~"
Ian originally wanted to pretend that nothing happened, and then said to Aurora who was caught off guard, "You have to practice more." Unexpectedly, two consecutive space jumps with short intervals made him unable to endure it. Can't live.
On the other hand, Aurora really seemed like a fine person.
“…”
The two appeared in the corridor of Hogwarts, and the house elf Rabbi had disappeared. It was probably because the house elves were reluctant. Appear in areas where you can easily encounter the little wizard.
"The magic of the elves is so crude."
Aurora looked at Ian who was holding on to the wall, as if he was not surprised.
“I just ate too much tonight.”
Ian shook his dizzy head hard.
"I remember before school started, you said you wanted to treat me to a secret meal made by the house elves..." Aurora probably remembered the previous incident because of Ian's response.
Little girls will always remember these details easily.
"Yes, let's go eat tomorrow night?"
Ian didn't even think about breaking his promise.
He thought that the Hogwarts kitchen now had all the materials, and the elves had also mastered their hot pot skills. It might be more fun to invite a few more friends to eat together.
“Yes.”
Aurora nodded.
She frowned and hesitated for a moment.
"But don't eat the one just now, okay? It saved my life, and I don't want to eat it..." The Germanic girl's tone was full of gratitude to the rabbi.
However.
Hearing this, Ian suddenly raised his head.
The eyes looking at Aurora were full of horror.
(End of this chapter)