Hoffa looked up and saw a small figure stumbling in the air, flashing a few times, and every time it flashed, it would appear in another place. It was like a headless fly running around.
It was a young dodo, not dead.
It was a creature that couldn't fly, but could teleport.
The bird hid in the bushes and shivered. Sensing Huo Fa's gaze, it let out a whine.
Joey and Hoffa both stood up, but it was even more frightened. It flashed a few times in a row, and as a result, it hit a tree and fell to the ground.
"There's still one alive."
Joey immediately wanted to catch the bird. Unexpectedly, the Dodo Bird struggled and made a sound before being teleported to the tree. It shivered and refused to come down. It was extremely frightened.
Joey hurriedly said to Hoffa, "You're young, it's less wary of you. Help me get it down. This is the last dodo in this flock. It may be the last one on Earth. Don't let it run around."
The last one on Earth. Hoffa suddenly felt a lot of pressure. He clapped his hands in a friendly manner at the young bird in the canopy, hoping to attract it down.
But the bird didn't come down, and it didn't trust Hoffa.
Huo Fa suddenly had an idea. He took out the two drumsticks he had stolen from the auditorium that night.
The young bird smelled the food and slowly turned its head. It was very hungry, but it was afraid of Hoffa and didn't dare to come down.
Therefore, Huo Fa placed the drumstick on the ground under its conflicted gaze, raised his hand, and slowly stepped back.
It still didn't want to come down.
Hoffa gritted his teeth, removed his wand, and put it on the ground. The Dodo turned around and looked at Joey who was next to him.
Joey immediately removed all the weapons on his body.
Pop!
The young bird in the canopy disappeared, and then it appeared in front of the drumsticks on the ground and wolfed them down. It must have been hungry because it hadn't been fed by a big bird for a long time.
Hoffa waited for it to finish eating, then took out another stick and slowly walked over. This time, the dodo bird didn't dodge and started eating under Hoffa's palm.
Hoffa heaved a sigh of relief after gaining the other party's trust. After it finished eating, he quickly hugged the little dodo in his arms. Its body was warm and trembling, like a pitiful fluffy ball.
"Shh, it's fine now."
The fluffy little bird sensed Hoffa's calming spiritual power, and its emotions gradually stabilized.
Hoffa discovered that there was a wound on the dodo's leg. Strange blue blood was seeping out of the wound.
Hoffa said, "Joey, the bird is injured."
"Who did this? Why did he kill the dodo? "Joey muttered to himself as he took out a roll of gauze from his waist and bandaged the bird's leg.
"Could it be some kind of predator?" Hoffa whispered.
"No, if they are predators, why do they only kill and not eat? Nature rarely does things like exterminating an entire species. Besides, these birds don't have any special abilities, but their ability to escape is top-notch. The person who can kill the dodo must have very strong magic power. "
Was it man-made? Hoffa looked at the bird corpses on the ground and couldn't figure out why someone would kill all the birds. Was it a psychopath or some unknown purpose?
After bandaging the wound, Joey said to Hoffa, "Let's go back and treat this bird first. We can't let anything happen to it. There's still one more bird and a few eggs. This flock still has …"
However, before he could finish, there was a sudden sound in the forest.
Whoosh!
A sharp arrow appeared from the darkness and shot towards Hoffa.
Hoffa felt it, but it was too late to react. At this critical moment, the Thunderbird pushed Hoffa with its wings and pushed him to the side of the tree trunk.
The arrow flew past Hoffa's ear and hit the Thunderbird's wing. It didn't penetrate its feathers, but it made it cry out in pain.
There was a flash of electricity in the air.
This made Hoffa break out in cold sweat.
He lowered his body and pulled out his magic wand, ready to use Ghost Walk at any time.
Joey quickly drew his bow and nocked an arrow, aiming at the darkness in the forest. "Who is it?"
The person who shot the arrow appeared.
Following the sound of hooves, a half-man, half-horse creature slowly appeared from the darkness and appeared in the forbidden forest.
It was a tall centaur, a tall old centaur with a long grey beard and well-developed muscles.
Behind him, a group of centaurs slowly surrounded them from the edge of the forest. Every one of them had their bows and arrows drawn and their expressions were unusually vigilant.
Joey slowly put down his bow and put his hand on Hoffa's wrist, indicating for him to calm down.
The grey bearded centaur was slightly surprised, "It's you, Joey?"
Joey coldly asked, "Do you want to die, Nan? Why did you attack a student?"
The old centaur's gaze stopped on Hoffa for a while.
"You've got the wrong person." The centaur said in an ethereal voice. "It's not just you guys in the forest, there are several people. They came with different missions, but their goal is the same darkness. "
Following his words, the centaurs around him slowly lowered their bows.
Joey immediately asked, "It's not just us? Did you see the intruder, who killed this flock of dodos? "
"Heaven's Eye is confused by appearances, an invisible future, countless forks in the road, we have already reached the end of our destiny."
The long bearded centaur seemed melancholy and somewhat sentimental.
Joey said, "Damn it, what are you talking about?"
The centaur shook his head.
"Judgement Day is about to arrive, I can already see the shadows under the night sky and the lightning flashing in the sky."
Hoffa frowned, why did this centaur speak incoherently? Whenever Joey asked him specific questions, he would always use words that didn't answer the question.
It was obvious that Joey thought the same, his face sunk and he took a deep breath. He grabbed Hoffa's shoulder and angrily said, "Is there nothing wrong? If there's nothing then we'll go, I still have important things to do. "
With that, he was about to leave.
"Wait a minute."
Nan Ba called out to Joey.
Hoffa turned around, only to find that the centaur's gaze was locked onto him.
"There's a shadow in your future, be careful of the dark soul, young man." The centaur said.
Hoffa widened his eyes, but Joey was impatient.
"I really hope you guys can learn how to communicate normally."
With that, he pulled Hoffa and quickly walked out of the centaur's encirclement. They followed the path they came from and walked back.
The centaurs didn't follow, they only turned their heads and watched the two leave.
Walking through the forbidden forest, Hoffa was silent. Prophecy. He actually encountered a prophecy.
Prophecy could be said to be the ability that Hoffa hated the most. Prophecy was also the most boring and troublesome job in the world.
How many mighty figures and formidable characters had fallen into this trap for no apparent reason? For example, Lord Voldemort and Harry, Xiong Ba and Feng Yun, Zeus and Kratos.
They all listened to a certain prophecy, then did something extreme, and in the end, killed themselves. Not only did they kill themselves, but they also killed the protagonist. It only served to fulfill the prophecy of prophecies.
He still remembered that in his previous life, when he watched the World Cup, there were people who specifically predicted that a certain team would win the championship. Of course, he didn't just predict one, he predicted 32. When the World Cup ended, he would open a small sockpuppet account and push up the old post where his prophecy was successful.
Look, I'm a god, I'm the Prophecy Emperor.
Then the people below began to worship him. Prophecy Emperor, Prophecy Emperor.
Extremely boring.
If it was the normal world, someone suddenly said to Hoffa. Hey, there's a shadow around you, be careful of the dark soul.
Hoffa would only slap that person. Dark your mother's leg, are you chuunibyou?
But after all, this wasn't the normal world. The wizard world was very strange, who knew if prophecies were true or false. At least the prophecies on Harry Potter had basically come true.
The centaur's words made Hoffa feel as if something was stuck in his throat, and his whole body felt uncomfortable.
Returning to the place where he first entered the forbidden forest, Hoffa couldn't help but ask Joey, "What did those centaurs mean?"
"Don't care about those centaurs, and don't believe what they say," Joey said disdainfully. "Those fellows are a bunch of idiots living in the future, what they like to do the most is to scare themselves."
Joey took the dodo bird from Hoffa's arm, and said, "Come and help me, we'll go back a little later tonight."
This old man's words made Hoffa feel a little better. This person was a little similar to Mille's baby Mag.
Joey stood beside an oak tree and whistled. After that, a soft ladder was hung down from the oak tree, and he climbed up using the soft ladder.
Hoffa looked up, and it turned out that there was a large treehouse above him. It was pitch black when he came, so he didn't see it.
He followed Joey up the treehouse. This was a large oak tree with dense branches, and it wasn't hard to walk. Soon, Hoffa stood on a wooden platform in the middle of the treehouse. His feet made a thumping sound when he stepped on it.
Hoffa was a little impressed by this old man. He built a treehouse in a place like the forbidden forest, and lived a solitary life. He really was a guy who could bear the loneliness.
Just as he pushed open the door, there were squeaking sounds in the air. There were feathers everywhere, and messy threads.
A group of chicken-like creatures were scared by Hoffa's arrival and squeezed into a corner. They had two large eyes, smooth light grey skin, slender legs, and flat feet.
A group of Bowtruckles lay on the potted plants and looked at him curiously. When he passed by, these creatures thought that Hoffa had invaded their territory, and began to squeak and throw small pieces of soil at his head. Hoffa couldn't do anything to them. He hadn't taken any lessons on magical animals. Fortunately, Joey came in time and whistled, and those Bowtruckles quieted down.
After Joey walked into his treehouse, those chicken-like creatures lined up and slipped out of the corner. Very timid.
"Are you familiar with magical creatures?" Hoffa asked.
"Familiar? Of course, I'm here for a living. "Joey crossed his arms and said. "There's no animal in the world that I don't know."
After he said that, he put the young bird on the table, took some herbs and medicine bowls, and started to grind them.
"Help me remove the bandage, I'll apply some medicine on it." Joey said.
Hoffa did as he was told. At this moment, the young bird had calmed down and was looking at the Bowtruckles curiously.
After removing the bandage, Hoffa asked again.
"Then do you know that there's a kind of monkey that's silver all over and has big eyes? It can always determine the enemy's position. "
"Mirage monkey." Joey nodded. "Of course I know. It's a very rare and unique creature that has a certain ability to predict the future. Its fur can also be used to make an invisibility cloak. How do you know? Have you seen such a creature? "
Hoffa quickly shook his head. "No, I just saw it in a book and was a little curious."
He didn't want others to know that he had fought with the Dark Wizards.
Old Joey didn't suspect him. He handed the grinded medicine to Hoffa.
"Clean the wound and apply it evenly."
Hoffa did as he was told. He took some water and washed the wound on the dodo's leg.
His hands were full of blue.
Joey handed Hoffa a towel and sighed. "The dodo's blood is blue. They have a certain spatial magic ability and can move by blinking. The school raised them here for a purpose. Now that something happened to them, I'm afraid I have to take responsibility. "
"What?" Hoffa didn't expect this. "They were raised by the school?"
"Yes."
"Why did you raise them?"
"To take their blood regularly," Joey said sullenly.
"Why do you need to take their blood?"
"Dodo's blood is an important ingredient in many teleportation spells, and even floo powder. Without it, many teleportation spells can't be used. "
Hoffa turned his head mechanically. "What did you say? What can this bird's blood do? "
"It's a material for teleportation. The dodo is a magical creature that can change shape at will. This is something that many wizards can't do. Their blood also contains magical spatial magic," Joey said.
Joey said, "That's right. This kind of bird has been captured and killed without restraint. There aren't many left."
Hoffa's expression was a little sluggish. He immediately thought of the school's destroyed teleportation circle. There was no doubt that the dodo's murderer and the one who destroyed the teleportation circle were the same person.
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