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The Forbidden Forest is still the same—at least in general.

It was dark and dark, and not much sunlight could penetrate the thick foliage even during the day. It seems that because it's too dark here, the trees don't need to see people, so they just grow at will. All of them are grotesque and look a little gloomy. It is also very quiet here, except for the crisp sound of stepping on dead leaves, basically no other sound can be heard.

In such an environment, He Shenyan seemed to be on an outing, not only swaying slowly with his hands behind his back, but even leisurely tinkering with those tree-protecting pots. They are magical creatures that look like leaves, but have human-like features. Very small, about eight feet in size.

Most of these little guys are quite shy. Basically, as long as they see He Shenyan, they will immediately hide on the branches. However, a few are not afraid of him, and even boldly touched his hand with a hand that looks like a plant root. .

"Fun little thing."

Hushu Luoguo, the name is not bad. Names have magic powers, it's been proven more than once, and the habit of the guavas had been seen in a book a few years ago when he first came here.

Symbiosis with the tree, protect the tree from any damage. Usually peaceful in temperament, but when the tree they live in is threatened, these seemingly harmless little creatures will leap from the branches, and their plant-like hands will quickly become sharp and well-known. Tiny Blades - More than one lumberjack has been blinded by these creatures.

Fortunately, after the 18th century, the tree protectors were brought out of the Muggle world by wizards. Today, only a few very old and isolated villages carry legends about them.

It has to be said that they make the mage think of another kind of creature.

Elf.

In the library of the White Tower Council, there are a lot of descriptions about elves... Should I continue to look at it when I go back this time?

He thought about it and wandered into the depths of the Forbidden Forest little by little. Here, the sun is even thinner, and it can almost be called out of sight. The dense and thick leaves above the head firmly blocked the brilliance of the sun from outside. Here, it is a paradise for magical animals.

Standing under a very tall tree, the mage stretched out his hand and stuck it on its bark. The touch is not so much bark, but some kind of metal. If a normal person touched it, it would have been cut with blood by the barbs on the trunk.

He Shenyan closed his eyes and extended his spirit to the entire Forbidden Forest through the oldest tree in the Forbidden Forest. The spirit of nature is very different from world to world. The spirit of nature here at Hogwarts is not as active as in Runeterra, but rather dull.

No matter what the mage called, it was unwilling to respond. There was no other way, he had to 'opportunistically' and temporarily borrowed the identity of this old tree.

This time, the spirit of nature accepted him.

"The spells of the Druins are really easy to use..."

A few seconds later, He Shenyan let go of his hand as if electrocuted. He opened his eyes with a strange expression on his face, and he couldn't help laughing-original, he just wanted to find the location of the unicorns, so that he could meet those beautiful ones. The creature, but he didn't expect to see some pictures that he shouldn't see.

How should I put it....Unicorns are also creatures, and creatures need to reproduce.

Ok.

The mage shrugged, and a flicker disappeared in place. Come back another day, as for now, he was going to see Dumbledore.

His spiritual power spread all over the world in an instant, and he was very easily found on a small island somewhere in the calm Pacific Ocean. The old man was wearing beach pants and wide short sleeves lying on a beach chair to bask in the sun, and there was a man lying on the chair next to him. A girl with a similar look between his eyebrows is reading a book.

Due to the limitations of the teleportation spell, He Shenyan did not directly open a door above their heads to teleport himself, but chose another method.

Floating high in the sky, he reached out and grabbed a cloud - ten minutes later he was in the Pacific from England.

"Hello, Dumbledore."

He Shenyan fell from the sky, this way of appearing made the girl a little nervous. Dumbledore pushed away his sunglasses and smacked his lips unexpectedly: "Oh, hello, Ho. You came back earlier than I thought."

"What? I'm not welcome?"

Dumbledore shrugged, and said in a roundabout way, as they did when they first met: "Ah, not really. Only if you didn't meet me at this time - I'm with my sister. Enjoy a rare vacation."

The tall old man stood up from the chair and hugged He Shenyan with a smile. He introduced the mage: "This is my sister, Ariana Dumbledore."

"Hello, Miss Ariana." He Shenyan smiled and nodded at her. Ariana was wearing a white robe even when she was sunbathing, and she and her brother seemed to be polar opposites. The girl timidly covered half of her face with a book and answered him very quietly.

"You, hello, Mr. He."

Dumbledore's right hand resting on the mage's shoulders used force without a trace, leading him to turn around. The old man smiled very brightly and said to Ariana: "Dear, you can read a book here, okay? I have something to talk about with this gentleman. We won't go far, just on the beach over there. , okay?"

Ariana nodded slightly.

After the two walked out for a while, He Shenyan looked at the blue sea in front of him with a smile: "You seem to be nervous about her?"

Dumbledore gave him a stern look: "Remember to change your face the next time you meet my sister!"

"...what?"

Without continuing the topic, Dumbledore said, "You must have met Severus and Minerva before?"

"Of course, I actually recommend that you give Mr. Snape a promotion when you go back to Hogwarts, and give him something like Professor of Magical Inscriptions - trust me, it's definitely worth it."

Dumbledore spread his hands. "Well, you might have to tell Minerva. I'm no longer the headmaster of Hogwarts."

He Shenyan raised his eyebrows suspiciously.

"...Why are you looking at me like that?" Dumbledore took off the sunglasses on his forehead, dumbfounded. "I'm serious, I submitted my resignation to the school board a year ago."

"Is there really a fool who doesn't sit in such a powerful position?"

"Come on, you have no right to tell me - if you want, you can rule the world in half a day, why don't you do it?"

He Shenyan's answer was frank: "It's troublesome, and it's useless."

"Then my reason is the same - being a principal is too much trouble."

Dumbledore said with resentment: "Every year we have to welcome new students. Although I like watching the little wizards grow up a little bit, some of them are really too noisy. Oh, since we talked about this.... ...I have to tell you something."

"what?"

"Your student, here comes Ron Weiss." Dumbledore's face became a little strange.

"Ron? What's wrong with him? I remember that kid was doing well before I left?"

Dumbledore sighed: "He and his brother had a big vote at the Hogwarts New Year's party last year. The three little guys got a batch of magic salutes from nowhere, and the dinner was going on. Halfway through. Although Ron just wanted to take this opportunity to confess to Miss Hermione Granger in front of the whole school..."

"But there's something wrong with their magic salute, it's probably expired. It's not a streamer, it's a bloody spoon!"

Dumbledore described it viciously. "Can you imagine? I was planning to retire peacefully, but at the New Year's dinner in the last year before my retirement, my students shot the entire auditorium with a magic salute!"

He Shenyan wasted his strength to stop himself from laughing. Looking at Dumbledore's face, he seemed to ask calmly, "Uh, is there any report on this in the newspaper?"

"What do you think?"

Dumbledore looked at him slyly: "The next morning, the picture of me surrounded by spoons appeared in the headlines of major newspapers - but it was not without good things."

Speaking of this, his tone brought some schadenfreude: "At least Ron Weiss came to spend the summer with Hermione's family this year, as far as I know, Hermione's father is very opinionated about this kid. ."

"You are quite concerned about the private lives of the students." He Shenyan hurt him, and the old man put on his sunglasses again angrily.

He snapped his fingers, conjured two glasses of iced watermelon juice, handed a bottle to He Shenyan, and asked casually, "When are you going to leave this time?"

"How did you know I was leaving?"

"I can see that, besides, you don't look like someone who will stay in one place for too long." Dumbledore's smile contained some sighs.

The mage took a sip of the iced watermelon juice noncommittally, looking at the calm sea with no wind and no rain, his tone rarely brought some confusion: "Actually, I also really want to live in peace like this... .But the world doesn't allow it."

With a faint sigh, he drank the watermelon juice in one gulp and patted Dumbledore on the shoulder: "Live well, old man, see you next time."

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"Human strengthening injection?"

With a half-smiling smile, Kedal retracted his axe from the direwolf's head, which had been burned with only rotten flesh hanging from its skeleton. The wolf has become this virtue? Is it your mother's milk?"

He was covered in stench of black blood at this time, and it looked like he had rolled in the mud. Hearing his words, Will Lazer's face turned blue and white, but just when he wanted to explain, Kedal waved his hand.

Carrying the axe, he walked little by little in front of Willeigh. The dog called Luto seemed to sense the danger, and barked at Kedal, which was the same as it faced the wolves before. The appearance of the atmosphere not daring to come out is a bit funny in comparison.

Kedar glanced at it and kicked it out, right on the tip of its soft and fragile nose. Ruto let out a pained cry and shrank and hid behind its master.

"Listen, Mr. Picheng... Are you surprised by this name?"

Noticing Willeigh's expression of resentment because of this scorn, Kedal's smile grew stronger and stronger.

"I've said it so many times that I'm not an idiot. I don't care at all about the stories you two make up - but I care about another thing."

He grabbed Will Laizhe's shirt and pulled him up from the ground with one hand: "You damn old Picheng, you'd better tell me the truth of the matter, otherwise I really can't guarantee my What can be done. Do you understand? We Freljords have always been treated as savages by you anyway."

Will Laizhe's face was pale, and he was trembling with fear, but he still waved his hand to calm his apprentice. Then he forced his composure: "I'm not lying, sir, everything we said before is true."

Kedal looked at him for a while, then nodded slowly: "I understand."

"If you understand, sir, please put me down and let us be civilized—"

"Civilize your mother!"

Kedal let go, letting the axe fall under his feet. Then he threw him to the ground and slammed his foot into his stomach. He put his hand away so that the liar wouldn't die at once, but it was enough to make him cry out in pain. His apprentice, Morse, saw this scene and let out a roar from behind Kedar.

He didn't even bother to look back, he just shook his head lightly, hitting the young man's chin with his elbow and making him faint. Then he continued to beat Wil Laizhe. Kedal's fist was precise and vicious. No matter how Wil Laizhe evaded, he twisted around like a bug on the ground, and he couldn't dodge his attack.

But he just kept the strength at a level that would make him suffer to death, but not so much that he would be beaten for a while and a half would cause problems. Kedal didn't give up until Willeigh seemed to have lost the demeanor of what he called a 'civilized man'.

He stepped on the bastard's face and said calmly, "If I hear any more damned lies from your mouth, I'll stomp off your fingers one by one, then pull them out in front of you, and feed you The apprentice eats."

Willeigh let out a muffled sound from his throat, like a pleading, like a curse. Kedal loosened the soles of his feet a little and heard him say in a weeping voice, "My God, sir, I beg you! I really didn't lie!"

Kedar sighed, bent over and picked up the magnifying glass that rolled out of his clothes from the ground, and weighed it in his hand. Wilhelm's expression changed immediately, and Kedal smiled playfully: "This thing has an air of magic on it, Picheng old man. You say that you are a biologist - although I don't know what biology is... …”

He shook the magnifying glass in his hand: "But this thing shouldn't be yours, right?"

Before Will Lazer could answer, he threw the magnifying glass on the ground. Then he stepped on Wilhelm's right hand and pulled the sleeve of his right hand up. Accompanied by the sound of the destruction of the cloth, a blue-purple arm with twisted blood vessels like insects beating under the skin was exposed.

Kedal reached out and held his right wrist very carefully, and sure enough, he felt a thin film like skin. Ignoring Will Laizhe's desperate struggle, Kedal tore it off—in the end, UU Reading www.uukanshu. com The full face of his arm was completely exposed to the air.

That arm was no different from the hand of the woman who had turned into a monster before.

Kedar picked up the axe, and the not-so-bright fire light illuminated half of his face: "Are you going to continue lying?"

"...How did you find out?"

As if resigned, he lay on the ground and stopped struggling.

"You smell so bad." Kedal's tone was still calm, he squatted down and looked at the old Picheng. "It smells the same as the monster that woman turned into - so I didn't believe you from the beginning. Originally, things weren't going to come this far... But I'm suddenly in a bad mood. ."

He tilted his head and glanced at the direwolf.

"It's ironic." Will Razer shook his head, frowned and spat out blood. "The problem is actually in this place..."

He turned his head and glanced at his terrifying right hand, and pursed his lips: "You should be able to guess some things, sir, but I'm afraid I can't tell you the truth."

"Oh?"

"My family is in their hands."

"You should know better than me how far apart the Freljord and Piltover are." Kedal's tone was leisurely. "Is there any way they can hear you from so far away?"

Wilhelm gave a wry smile, and at the same time, his right hand began to swell abnormally: "...Unfortunately, yes, sir."

Kedal narrowed his eyes, and while stepping back on the ground, he did not forget to grab Morse, who was unconscious on the ground, and the shivering dog. After a few seconds, the sound of flesh exploding echoed in the woods.