Days to grind friendship at Hogwarts

The strong wind hit, and Glenn felt a chill on the back of his neck, and the hairs all over his body stood up at the same time.

No! It’s dangerous!

He instantly felt a strong sense of crisis, almost without thinking, and launched the flash without hesitation.

A soft sound of "xiu~" was accompanied by a flash of golden light.

In just the blink of an eye, Glenn had returned to the position he had just entered the illusion. Due to the use of other skills during the effective time of Wind Step, the invisibility effect was automatically lifted, and his figure was revealed.

Even though the range of Flash's skill is not that short, since there is no map to guide him, he doesn't dare to flash randomly. If he falls into the depths of the swamp, he may have no other choice but to wait for death.

Vivian still wears the same lazy and sexy look as before, but her whole temperament has undergone earth-shaking changes.

The expression of tears just now was gone from his handsome face, and his eyes became red, filled with a strong aura of irritability and bloodlust.

It seemed that because the charm she was so proud of had failed in this man, she was so angry at the moment that she wanted to eat Glen, who had become Sir Bedivere, alive.

Having learned from the experience of being almost stabbed in the back, Glenn did not dare to turn his back to Vivian again, so he could only remain vigilant and retreat slowly.

Only a few dozen seconds have passed since the previous activation of the Wind Step, and there are still nine minutes left before the cooldown ends.

Not only that, because Glenn is using the body of Sir Bedivere at the moment. Although he is a Knight of the Round Table and is strong and agile, he is not a wizard after all, so he naturally does not carry a wand with him.

Glenn had no choice but to draw Bedivere's own sword and stand it in front of him, staring closely at Vivian who turned around, secretly trying to mobilize his magic power to see if he could cast spells without a wand.

Fortunately, I can still use my magic power, but it seems I just don’t have any personal items such as a wand.

Vivian had also calmed down from her anger, stepped barefoot on the grass by the lake, and walked towards Glenn step by step.

The snow-white jade feet stepped on dead branches and mud, but they remained spotless.

Her footsteps were not heavy, nor were her steps fast, but they seemed to step on Glenn's heart step by step, making his heart beat faster and faster.

"Since Sir Bedivere is unwilling to accept my kindness, are you ready to accept the wrath of the Fairy of the Lake?"

Vivian spoke softly, her voice soft and soft again, but there was hidden murderous intent, and her eyes were still blood-red.

Glenn still maintained his posture of retreating slowly and said: "Bedivere is very grateful for the fairy's kindness, but my king is in an emergency and has to..."

Before he finished speaking, another breeze blew through the forest, and a strand of hair slipped down and swept across Glenn's eyes.

At this moment, Vivian's footsteps suddenly stopped, her toes tapped the ground, and she rose into the air, flying towards her with her sword at a speed that was beyond the reach of humans.

Glenn once again experienced the strong sense of crisis before. Without thinking about it, he quickly pointed his hand forward and silently said in his heart: "There are many obstacles!"

The magic power swept through his body and quickly turned into an invisible wall in front of him. With the blessing of master-level wandless casting, although the intensity of Glenn's spell was not as strong as when using a wand, it was only slightly inferior, at least.

Not weaker than ordinary Aurors.

However, for a legendary mythical creature like the Lady of the Lake, this level of barrier spell is not enough to completely resist her attack.

The blade of the Sword in the Lake penetrated the invisible barrier, with a slight delay. The runes on the sword flashed, and a strong sharp aura erupted, breaking through the barrier in an instant.

The invisible barriers were shattered, transformed back into the most primitive magic power, and slowly dissipated.

Glenn's heart tightened again, and he had no choice but to hold on to the sword and prepare to take it hard.

Unexpectedly, the moment she broke through the barrier spell, Vivian was suddenly stunned and stopped on the spot.

"Magic?" She waved her hand gently, and a ball of magic that had not completely dissipated turned into a ball of light and gathered in her palm, "You are not Bedivere."

Glenn was startled, with a confused look on his face.

Vivian gently threw the sword in the lake, and the sword disappeared into the air without any warning.

"Tell me, what is your relationship with Merlin, and why are you pretending to be Bedivere." The blood in her eyes faded, and she returned to her previous lazy look, but she no longer exuded the charming magic.

Glenn was slightly relieved when he saw the change in her expression, but he still remained vigilant.

"I'm sorry for concealing my identity from you, dear fairy." His mind was running rapidly, and he made up a reason to excuse himself, "I am indeed not Sir Bedivere, but a court magician. I came before you on your majesty's order.

Come and return the King's Sword."

Vivian's expression suddenly turned cold again: "I'm asking about your relationship with Merlin. Don't fool me with your identity as a palace magician. Those ordinary people cannot use this level of magic."

As she spoke, she threw the magic light ball back into the air and allowed it to slowly dissipate. Not to mention anything else, just this retraction and release was not something Glenn and others could compare to.

Seeing her slightly apprehensive look when she mentioned Merlin, Glenn tentatively replied: "Thanks to Teacher Merlin's care, I was allowed to study with him for a period of time..."

"Are you a student of Merlin?" Vivian frowned slightly and asked in a deep voice.

"That's right..."

Judging from her previous behavior of stopping and putting away the Sword of the Lake, it seems that there is some kind of agreement between the Banshee of the Lake and Merlin, but it is just a guess, and Glenn does not dare to say it too seriously.

Vivian fell silent, seeming to be thinking about something, and spoke again after a long time.

"No wonder you can resist the temptation of the Sword in the Lake and my charming magic..." She looked at Glenn up and down, "Well, since you are related to Merlin, I don't need to delay any more. As for Arthur?

Whether he lives or dies depends on his own fate."

Sure enough, just as Glenn had guessed, Vivian's series of actions were all to delay time so that King Arthur's injuries could worsen to the point where they could not be cured.

From this point of view, it seems that as long as King Arthur successfully returns the Sword in the Lake, Queen Morgana and the Lady of the Lake must work hard to treat his injuries.

Glenn felt a lot more relaxed, but did not show it at all. He bowed slightly and said: "Since the fairy allows it, I will go back and report to His Majesty..."

After he finished speaking carefully, he slowly backed away, but he was afraid that the other party would take action again, so he still did not dare to turn around.

"etc!"

Before Glenn could take a few steps back, he was stopped again.

His heart tightened and he stopped.

Vivian smiled softly and said, "Since you are not Bedivere, you should show your true colors and let me see you, right?"