Looking at the rabbit's blue eyes, Hoffa immediately understood.
Transfiguration, damn it.
That guy on the dragon took off his mask and turned Aglaia into a rabbit.
He almost rushed forward to save Aglaia, but he couldn't do so. Because on the rabbit's head, there was a faintly discernible magic string.
That man secretly set up a magic spell on Aglaia's body. If he forcefully took it away, he might not be able to do so.
What a cautious guy.
Hoffa didn't dare to directly use Ghost Walk. He was afraid that the magic wave produced by Ghost Walk would alert the other party. That simple encounter outside made him realize that the other party's ability far exceeded that of an ordinary Magus.
He leaned on the narrow bridge, looking at the scenery as if nothing had happened. He only used the corner of his eyes to lock onto that man.
The man stroked the rabbit's head while calmly walking forward.
In front of him, there was a group of Magi holding up their wands and floating large boxes. He stopped the group of Magi who were holding up their wands to deliver the goods.
"Wait a minute."
The group of Magi stopped and looked at the ordinary-looking man in front of them.
"What is this?"
The man pointed at the large metal box and asked, "Why is it so hot around here?"
The few Magi holding their wands were stunned. Before they could speak, a goblin jumped out from the crowd.
"Hey, go to the side, don't interfere with our Gringotts' work!"
"Oh."
The man muttered something under his breath and walked sideways.
The moment he walked sideways, his right hand slid to his waist and touched the handle of his wand.
At the same time, Hoffa who was pretending to look at the scenery on the narrow bridge also took advantage of the moment when the man was distracted and used Ghost Walk.
Just as the man's right hand grabbed the handle of his wand, he became alert and looked behind him.
In the blink of an eye, a figure slowly walked out of the void. It grabbed the 'rabbit' in the man's arms.
The man's eyes suddenly widened. The magic spell binding the 'rabbit' turned into a sharp steel wire, cutting towards Hoffa's finger.
Hoffa's fingers turned into iron hands the moment he touched the rabbit. Cold Sparkle appeared. This was the transformation that Ossivia had taught him.
The steel wire left two white marks on Hoffa's palm. He grabbed the 'rabbit' by the ear.
The man looked at the iron hand that was reaching out from the void and quickly dodged to the side. The surrounding space fluctuated violently and his entire body twisted into a vortex.
With a light crackling sound, he disappeared on the spot.
The iron hand also disappeared from where it stood.
In less than 0.1 seconds, the two of them had fought several times before both of them disappeared as if nothing had happened.
The Gringotts Goblin who was escorting the metal box seemed to have felt something. It turned its head and rubbed its eyes. Looking at the direction where the man disappeared from with Mirage, it mumbled.
"Two people? Am I seeing things … "
With a crackling sound, the man moved to the narrow bridge one level above with Mirage. At this moment, the crook of his arm was empty. The 'rabbit' had disappeared. He lay on the narrow bridge, frowning as he looked down the bridge. His eyes narrowed into a thin line.
In his last sight, a grey-haired youth was falling rapidly. The moment their eyes met, the youth disappeared into thin air without a trace.
No matter how he tried to sense, he couldn't find any trace of him.
"Interesting." His lips curled into a smile as he said calmly.
.....
.....
In the Shadow World, Hoffa spread out his wings. After landing on the ground, he kept his wings.
Rushing out of Ghost Walk, he hugged his arms. His heart was beating like a drum. As he ran, he looked back.
That man didn't chase after him.
He ran to a corner filled with containers and looked at the shivering rabbit in his arms. There was a wound on the rabbit's hind leg and it was bleeding.
Without a doubt, this was a transformation technique. Moreover, it was a rather advanced transformation technique. Hoffa rubbed the rabbit's head and closed his eyes. A mental force field covered the rabbit's body.
Gradually, the rabbit's limbs elongated, her head grew bigger, and silver hair grew out of her head.
Aglaia had just returned to her human form. Before she fully recovered, she hugged Hoffa tightly. Her teeth were chattering.
"It's okay, it's okay."
Hoffa hugged Aglaia and patted her back. Her face was pale. If it wasn't for his quick reaction and his slight understanding of transformation, she would have been abducted by that monster today.
He rubbed Aglaia's head. There was now a pair of rabbit ears on her head. Hoffa hadn't completely dispelled her transformation technique.
Obviously, her mastery of transformation technique was higher than his.
But compared to the rabbit ears, the wound on Aglaia's leg that was scratched by the dragon was more important.
He bent down and tore open the bloody wound on the other party's leg. There was a two-finger-long gash that was oozing blood.
Aglaia leaned on Hoffa's shoulder and whispered: "There's medicine in the bag."
At this moment, she calmed down. Hoffa immediately opened the bag and took out a large number of bottles and jars. Fortunately, he had been an intern in Saint-Mango for a month and was very familiar with all kinds of medicine for external injuries. Soon, he found a bottle of white blood.
He lifted Aglaia's leg and smeared the white blood on it. As soon as he poured it, Aglaia's body tensed up and she gasped. The flesh on her wound quickly wriggled and healed.
"Do you know how to cast a healing spell?" Hoffa asked. He didn't have a wand and didn't know how to cast a healing spell.
Aglaia shook her head: "My wand was taken away."
Hoffa was stunned.
"It's okay, just use the toner."
She took out a small bottle from the pile of bottles and jars and handed it to Hoffa.
He opened the bottle and dripped a few drops of the transparent liquid on her leg.
With a hiss, white smoke rose.
Her wound was washed away by the potion like dirty mud, revealing the white and flawless skin underneath.
The scene looked very comfortable, but the hook-like fingers on her shoulder showed that she wasn't relaxed.
After a while, Aglaia let go of her hand, wiped the cold sweat on her forehead, and sat on the side with her arms around her knees. She looked at Hoffa without blinking.
The two sat in a pile of broken boxes at the bottom of the crater and didn't say much. This reckless journey wasn't so easy for the two of them. Reaching the end in this way seemed to be a little different from what they had expected.
"We should have slowed down a little, right?" Aglaia mumbled with her arms around her knees.
Hoffa looked up and saw her blue eyes staring at him without blinking. He suddenly found that the flow of the whole world seemed to have slowed down, as if someone had turned down the gears of the world and adjusted his senses to be very sensitive.
He began to smell the faint smell of sulfur in the air, and he began to see the colorful glass crystals inside the wrinkled rocks. They looked as beautiful as the gemstone tunnel that the seven dwarfs had dug.
Some trumpet-shaped flowers bloomed on the broad-leaved plants under his feet. There were some strange stamens in the flowers. Those stamens twisted slowly, looking quite enchanting.
He hadn't noticed these things before, but now he noticed them. Even the fairies walking around him had become adorable.
What a strange magic secret realm, Hoffa thought. Why didn't I appreciate it at all just now?
He wanted to sit here for an hour, two hours, three hours, four hours, and not think about those messy things. He didn't even want to get the rewards that came with the System.
"Helzburg, I heard that this wizard town was founded less than ten years ago."
Hoffa noticed her gaze and pointed around awkwardly. "What kind of stones are these?"
Aglaia looked at Hoffa's finger and said, "Mamechi Rock. Olivine is a phenocryst. The matrix is black volcanic glass. Sometimes it contains a small amount of titanium and ordinary pyroxene crystals."
Hoffa had no idea what she was talking about, but surprisingly, after experiencing the lingering fear, he didn't even mind her saying some nonsense.
However, Aglaia didn't show off her knowledge as usual. After she finished speaking, she looked at Hoffa. Her gaze made Hoffa's face heat up. He immediately pointed at a different stone and asked, "What's that?"
Aglaia glanced at it. "Kumeshi Rock. It's often found at the bottom of basalts and is often associated with kumeshi basalts. The rock is mostly porphyritic. "
Hoffa didn't understand a word she said. He quickly laughed and said, "Yes, yes, it's very fancy."
"Well, the phenocrysts are mostly olivine, with a small amount of pyroxene. Plagioclase, hornblende, metal minerals, so the color is very nice. "
"Is that so? Uh, haha."
Hoffa laughed dryly.
He couldn't find anything to say, and he had already guessed what Aglaia wanted to ask.
Sure enough, she asked, "What happened to you at the half-giant's house?"
Hoffa shivered and his hair stood on end. A current of electricity numbed him from head to toe.
He didn't know how to face her after the previous argument. Although he had saved Aglaia, the lingering fear still lingered.
It wasn't just the lingering fear of her being taken away, but also the inexplicable fear of his own coldness. Because when that strange coldness had erupted, he hadn't felt it at all.
Probably seeing her friend's dilemma, Aglaia smiled and reached out to wipe Hoffa's forehead. "You're covered in dirt. Did you roll in the mud?"
Hoffa just shook his head and avoided her hand. Her rare gentleness made him feel ashamed.
"I'm sorry …" he whispered.
"I know it wasn't you." Aglaia interrupted Hoffa and sat closer. "I thought of it not long after we ran. You looked so unfamiliar."
Hoffa didn't answer. She wasn't the only one who felt that it was unreal. He also felt that it was extremely unfamiliar. And he instinctively knew that the problem wasn't solved.
He had only dealt with it briefly. God knows if he would relapse.
Aglaia sat closer and used the gauze to wipe the dust on Hoffa's head. She asked, "Is it because of that egg?"
Hoffa suddenly looked up. "You know."
"I don't know." Aglaia sighed. "I'm not an omniscient person."
She paused and said, "But you always see some strange things, don't you? You were like this last year, and the year before that. I knew it wasn't that simple. What I saw was gray, but what you saw was colored. "
Aglaia didn't know either.
Hoffa sighed helplessly.
The treacherous changes of the magic world were completely beyond his imagination. First, it was that egg, then it was that terrifying man riding a dragon.
After thinking for a long time, Hoffa sighed. "Don't just ask me. You haven't told me what happened to you. Why did you meet a dragon?"
"I didn't know at the time. I just wanted to leave that place as soon as possible and stay away from you. But after thinking about it, I felt that something was wrong with you, so I went back. But I didn't go far when I met a Welsh green dragon drinking water by the river.
You don't know, I was dumbfounded at the time. Most of the dragon lairs are under the control of the Ministry of Magic. It's quite remote, and there are specialized families to manage the dragons. The Welsh green dragon lives in Snowdon Mountain, the highest mountain in England and Wales. How could it be in such a place? "
"Could it be that person who brought it here?" Hoffa looked around and lowered his voice to the limit.
"The man wearing a crow mask and riding on the dragon's back, do you know him?"
"I don't know." Aglaia yawned. After returning to Hoffa's side, she looked a little sleepy. "But I know that this should be a very secretive organization. A long time ago, when the European plague appeared, these people were already there."
Plague?
Crow mask.
Hoffa frowned. This series of strange encounters made him feel like there was a fog in front of him. He could barely see anything clearly. But he had a vague feeling that something was going to happen. The strange Hagrid family, the egg that could change minds, and the man riding on the dragon's back.
After thinking for a moment, he had no clue. Not only did he have no clue, he even began to miss the Hogwarts, the teachers there, and Dumbledore.
The outside world was too dangerous and changeable. He couldn't even get professional advice.
After thinking about it, he suggested in a low voice, "Why don't you stop selling medicine? I'll take you home immediately."
But the girl didn't speak.
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