Days to grind friendship at Hogwarts

Although it is not as dark and deep as the Forbidden Forest in Hogwarts, there is not even a decent road. It seems to be due to the inaccessibility of people, and the ground is full of dead branches and fallen leaves that have been piled up for an unknown period of time.

The map function has been disabled. Fortunately, when the illusion began, the lake deep in the jungle had already appeared within Glenn's sight. Otherwise, with his powerful road-crazy attribute, he would have been lost here for who knows how long.

Since there were muddy swamps nearby and there was still a layer of mist in the air, Glenn had to carefully test his feet, and from time to time he had to reach out to push aside the thorns and shrubs blocking the way.

He came to the lake in a somewhat embarrassed manner. The breeze had stopped, and the lake gradually returned to calm. The ripples dissipated, showing a bit of loneliness and desolation.

Glenn reached out and took off the long sword from his waist, gently raised it, and prepared to throw it into the lake.

The gems flickered slightly, and the runes on the sword also revealed a somewhat mysterious magical atmosphere.

For no reason, an idea suddenly popped up in Glenn's mind -

If such a precious sword were thrown into the lake, it would be a waste. Why not...hide it?

...

As soon as the idea came up, Glenn immediately noticed something was wrong.

If he is the real Sir Bedivere, it is reasonable to have such an idea, but he clearly already knows the development of the plot in the legend, and has made a decision long ago. If such a strange thought occurs again, it will obviously

Something strange.

He frowned and looked around warily. However, except for the slowly steaming mist on the lake, the surroundings were still quiet.

Glenn raised the sword in the lake again, and the thoughts in his heart emerged uncontrollably again, with a strong temptation.

This time, he was keenly aware of a faint, seemingly non-existent magic wave floating out from the depths of the lake.

This kind of magic is different from normal spells and does not have the characteristics of normal black magic, but it has a vague sense of familiarity.

Glenn was thinking quickly, and quickly remembered Patricia's first Defense Against the Dark Arts lesson back then. Although the two feelings were quite different, they obviously had something in common.

Spiritual suggestion?

So that's it... No wonder Bedivere, as one of the most loyal Knights of the Round Table, would disobey King Arthur's order twice in a row and hide the Sword in the Lake.

If nothing else, he was most likely deceived by this spiritual suggestion.

Glenn suppressed the tempting thoughts in his heart and threw the sword into the lake with all his strength.

The flow of time seemed to suddenly slow down. An arm casually stretched out from the lake and gently caught the sword in the lake.

Her hands are slender, her skin is like frost and snow, crystal water droplets slide down along the graceful curves of her arms, and a silver bracelet on her wrist shimmers.

Although only the arms are exposed out of the water, they carry an endless charm that makes people think.

With Glenn's strong mind, he still couldn't help but have some fascinating thoughts in his mind.

You know, judging from his post-travel body, he is still far from the age where hormones break out.

The weak and boneless hands grasped the hilt of the sword in the lake, waved it gently three times, and then sank into the water.

Glenn felt his mind clearing up, and the thoughts in his heart disappeared instantly. It seemed that the owner of the arm did not have many thoughts to enchant him.

He breathed a sigh of relief, raised his hand to rub his eyebrows, and prepared to turn around and leave.

Suddenly, there was another wave of microwaves in the lake, and a figure slowly emerged from the water.

Glenn looked back involuntarily, and in front of him was a woman with a beautiful appearance and a graceful figure.

The woman only wore a sky blue retro suspender skirt, the material was as light as tulle, her shoulders were half exposed, the neckline was slightly open, and a hint of snow-white spring color was exposed under her slender jade neck like a swan.

Her long red hair was casually held up with a ribbon, hanging down to her waist. Her graceful willow waist was slender and graceful.

The suspender skirt is not long, and the hem only reaches three inches above the knees. You can see a pair of well-proportioned and straight long legs, which are soft and crystal clear against the lake light.

A pair of naked, slender jade feet lightly stepped on the water, creating weak ripples.

Sexy.

This is the only adjective that Glenn can think of at this moment.

Just looking at her body and dress, this woman is already very charming, but if this charm is compared with her demeanor, it is much inferior.

Under the eyebrows are a pair of watery peach blossom eyes, with a bit of mist, which makes them even more charming. Under the straight nose are cherry red lips, the small upper lip is slightly raised, and the sandalwood mouth is slightly

Zhang, wants to attract people to Fengze.

This lazy and charming temperament reminded Glenn of the image of Patricia in his memory.

"Did Sir Bedivere decide to abandon such a precious sword in the lake so easily?" The woman in the lake lightly opened her red lips and asked with a smile on her face.

Glenn's heart was ringing with alarm and he didn't dare to talk. He looked away from the woman in a panic and tried to leave the lake.

A gentle breeze blew by, and an invisible force seemed to affect his body, forcing him to turn around again and face the lake.

"Sir, is he in such a hurry to leave? Is it because I am ugly and disgust you?" The woman spoke again, and there seemed to be another layer of mist in her eyes.

When his eyes came into contact with her again, countless thoughts suddenly entered Glenn's mind, causing him to feel a strange feeling that was difficult to describe out of thin air.

In other words, it should be called desire.

If it was said that the previous charm made it difficult for him to remain calm, then the surging evil thoughts at this moment almost made him uncontrollable and wanted to rush up to hug the woman and kiss her passionately.

Glenn barely maintained his remaining calmness and tried to look away from her exposed snowy skin.

Charming magic, so terrifying.

"Dear Fairy of the Lake, your appearance is extremely beautiful and rare in the world. I will never dare to have the slightest thought of disgust. It's just that my king is seriously injured and is waiting for me to return to my life. Please take back your magic power."

"Oh?" The fairy in the lake raised her slender eyebrows. She didn't expect that the knight in front of her could still remain calm now. He even saw her charming magic and immediately became interested. "In so many years, you are the first one who can resist

I, Vivian, charm the man with magic..."

really...

Glenn's heart moved. No wonder this woman's temperament felt so familiar to him. It turned out that she was the lake succubus Vivian who used magic to influence Patricia's mind.

"Fairy, thank you..." He lowered his head and carefully repeated, "My king is in a critical situation. I hope you can put away your magic and allow me to go back and revive..."

The corners of Vivian's lips were slightly raised, revealing a charming smile, and she walked towards the shore with light steps.

The naked snow-white jade feet stepped lightly on the lake, and the toes made a string of ripples.