The Legend of Harry Potter Schoolmaster

The atmosphere in Kruja was calmer than Jon imagined.

Sandro whistled at the bottom of the mountain, and soon two giant eagles flew down from the top of Eagle's Nest Mountain, carrying them to the mountain.

The Albanian wizards on the mountain seem to have no idea what is going on outside. After all, this place is very isolated from the outside world... They just pointed at Jon and Sandro and whispered something...

Sandro had no time to worry about them, nor his own injuries... He hurriedly led Jon to the "Bat Hall" happily to meet the elders of Kruja.

...

The three elders were still sitting in the same seats as before; as if they hadn't moved at all after so many days.

They all looked surprised to see Jon and Sandro return.

"You guys are back, it's only been a few days..." The elder Phoenix, who was sitting at the top, frowned and asked softly.

"Have you really hunted enough bat teeth?" The elder on the left with the Mediterranean Sea on his head also frowned, with a questioning tone.

In his own mind, he felt that in such a short time...Jon might have just killed a vampire or two; he might even have some other animal's tooth to make up for!

The expression on Jon's face did not fluctuate at all due to the other party's tone. He calmly put the snakeskin bag in front of him, then took out his wand and tapped it lightly on the knotted part on it.

The mouth of the bag was opened little by little, and the expressions on the faces of the three elders changed from questioning to puzzled...

"What is this?" Elder Phoenix was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help covering his nose and asked.

Because there were no vampire teeth in the snakeskin bag, only a whole bag of black dust... The black dust exuded a strange burnt smell, which made them look sideways.

"A few days ago, I accidentally confiscated it, leaving no whole body of a vampire." Jon said calmly, "In the end, they were burned like this. I have no choice but to collect some leftovers from the scene." ashes..."

"...Some are from vampires, and some are from werewolves. Of course, it doesn't rule out that the charred parts of other animals are mixed in. I didn't carefully screen them..." After a pause, Jon continued to explain: "I Think Sandro can prove it for me."

Sandro, who also covered his nose, nodded hastily aside.

The three elders seemed to be looking at each other in blank dismay.

"If you want me to hunt another Transylvanian vampire and take its teeth, I'm afraid I can't do it." Jon continued in an indifferent tone: "Because this time, the local Most of the vampires have been hunted down by me, and it is very likely that they have become extinct; there are at most one or two fish that slipped through the net, but they only dare to tremble in the corner..."

"Extinct?" Elder Phoenix said incredulously, "They are all dead? Did you kill them all?"

"I suppose so..." Jon smiled.

However, in the eyes of several elders, this smile seemed a little creepy.

Elder Phoenix didn't care about his image anymore, he trotted up to Jon in a hurry, and then put his hand into the ashes in the snakeskin bag; he grabbed it lightly, and licked it——

After pondering for a moment, he raised his head, looked at Jon carefully, and murmured: "These ashes do have the smell of those bats... and there are many different smells."

"I'm not good at lying, my lord!" Jon stretched lazily: "Sandro can testify that everything I just said is true and not a single lie!"

"I believe in you, Lord Patrick!" Elder Phoenix said with a serious face.

The other two elders also came down in a panic, looking at the ashes in the snakeskin bag... When they looked at Jon from the corner of their eyes, they were already a little more afraid.

"Then I think I should have passed the test?" Jon did not wait for the three elders to reply, but continued: "Then Elder Phoenix, should you also fulfill your promise?"

"A branch of the tree of Karabar's soul, isn't it?" Elder Phoenix finally confirmed with a solemn expression.

"Yes." Jon nodded without thinking.

"Master Patrick, since you have made the vampires of Transylvania into history, then... of course, you are qualified to receive this award..." It seemed that a lot of energy was wasted, he spit out this In a word:

"Come with me!"

...

After following Elder Phoenix, Jon walked out of the Bat Hall.

The surrounding Albanian wizards stopped and looked at them respectfully.

Walking to the terrace, the white-haired wizard in front of him suddenly transformed into an old giant eagle.

The giant eagle glanced at Jon, and Jon quickly climbed onto his back... Although he had some doubts, could Elder Phoenix still be able to carry himself at such an old age?

But it turns out that Jon's worries are completely unnecessary.

The giant eagle's movements in the sky were still vigorous. He flew over the Eagle's Nest Mountain, and then swooped down. His target was a black forest about ten miles away from the city of Kruja.

Around the black forest, many giant eagle guardians can still be seen... But obviously they are very familiar with the elder Phoenix, no one rushed over to stop Jon and the elders from advancing.

Into the Black Forest, the air around them grew colder as they went deeper; it was August, you know.

Elder Phoenix has turned back into a wizard form, and he muttered non-stop: "Karabo, the tree of souls, its history is longer than the entire Albania... It gives us the power to be close to nature, At the same time, our responsibility is to protect its safety..."

Jon followed him cautiously, without saying a word.

At the same time, he looked around cautiously.

...

Ten minutes later, they arrived at their destination.

Surprisingly, this legendary tree of souls looks quite ordinary, just like a dwarf olive tree... except that there is no fruit on the top of the tree.

Elder Phoenix told Jon to stay ten yards away, then approached the tree carefully, removing the magic protection around the tree...

Until he took off a half-inch long branch and brought it to Jon——

"Mr. Patrick, please take it away... insert it in water within twelve hours, and it will survive... It can maintain its vitality for at most half a year, and after that, the magic and soul on it will be gone dissipate……"