It was almost dark.
Surrounded by the forest, the mottled sky above the dense forest presented a strange red color. A gust of wind blew, and a few withered leaves fluttered in the wind. After rolling a few times, they stuck to the bottom of Huo Fa's pants.
He looked up in the wind and turned around, only to find that there were hundreds of spiky balls hanging in the canopy.
Just as the two were shocked, on the canopy, a fruit slowly opened. It spread its green wings, revealing a body that was green and purple.
Hiss!
It stuck out its long tongue and stuck out its tongue at Hoffa.
So it was it!
Hoffa immediately understood why it looked familiar.
Curled Winged Demon, Schmidt Rutterov's pet, a dangerous creature that fed on brain fluid. Why was this creature here?
If it was here, how could Schmidt be far away?
Joey: "What's going on? Why is this level 4x dangerous creature here? "
"Do you remember the attack in Hogsmeade?"
Hoffa's face was pale, and his voice was slightly trembling.
"Attack … what? That Dark Magus who brought dangerous creatures hid in the Forbidden Forest? Are you sure? Who told you? "
Joey asked many questions, but Hoffa did not answer any of them. He could not stop retreating.
Hiss!
On the canopy, several Curled Winged Demons spread their wings, and pairs of hungry green eyes lit up in the darkness.
Thinking of the letter, Hoffa gritted his teeth.
Damn it, it was a trap!
It was a deliberate trap!
Hoffa looked at Joey, who was also dumbfounded and shocked. He drew his bow and said, "Take the girl and leave first, I'll bring up the rear."
Hoffa did not hesitate. He rushed over and pulled Aglaia up. Aglaia was still reading beside the rock, not knowing what was there.
After being interrupted by Hoffa, she said angrily, "What are you doing, do you know how important the thing I'm reading is …?"
"Shut up! Holmes. "
Hoffa interrupted her mercilessly. He dragged Aglaia toward the horses. He didn't know where Schmidt was, but he had to leave before the Dark Wizard showed up.
But when he reached the horse, he found that Aglaia's horse was swaying back and forth, as if it was drunk.
Aglaia was very worried. She immediately wanted to check what had happened to the horses.
However, Hoffa's sharp senses caught the swaying tail behind the horse's head. His expression changed and he immediately grabbed Aglaia's wrist.
At this moment, a Curled Winged Demon covered in blood directly broke through the horse's skull and shot out with the horse's brain matter.
"Ah!"
Aglaia screamed and covered her head.
Tut!
A sharp arrow arrived in the blink of an eye and nailed the flying Curled Winged Demon to the tree trunk.
The poor horse's brain was completely drilled out. It crashed to the ground with a loud thud, twitching as it died.
Joey said, "Don't worry about it. Ride the other one."
Aglaea had never seen such a scene before. Her face was pale for a moment. She was trembling all over.
Hoffa was much calmer. He pulled Aglaia to the side of another horse. He took out his wand and said, "Get on the horse."
Aglaia climbed onto the horse's back, but she couldn't step on it even after several attempts.
Hoffa could only hug and push the trembling Aglaia onto the horse's back. After supporting her, Hoffa flew onto the horse.
At this moment, in the dark forest, the sound of hissing and flapping could be heard incessantly.
Hoffa turned the horse around and quickly galloped in the direction they came from. He had to leave this place as soon as possible.
He didn't turn back to look at Joey because he knew that if he was indecisive, he would only cause trouble for the other party. He was an adult Wizard and had been a Hunting Ground Warden for so many years. Self-preservation was definitely not a problem.
Sure enough, Joey continued to shoot arrows behind Hoffa. One by one, the Curled Winged Demons were killed by him in the air.
Blue-purple blood splattered down like rain.
However, more and more Curled Winged Demons appeared from the forest in all directions, and the bows and arrows gradually became insufficient to deal with them.
Joey noticed this. He took out a magic glass ball from his pocket and threw it into the air.
Boom!
There was a loud noise.
The glass ball hit the Curled Winged Demons and exploded in the sky.
Hoffa, who was on horseback, heard the violent explosion behind him and the flames that soared into the sky.
He glanced sideways and saw that the entire forest behind him had turned into a sea of fire. The tree trunks at the center of the explosion instantly turned into fine powder. The shockwave wrapped in leaves and mud hit Hoffa's face painfully.
There was no time to worry about Joey. Under the push of the shockwave, Hoffa saw several Curled Winged Demons roll and hit the tree trunk in front of him.
These creatures had strong vitality. After they fell to the ground and shook a few times, they staggered up and flew toward Hoffa.
Hoffa didn't dare to look back. He only hoped to rush out of the Forbidden Forest and return to school.
But just as he was riding his horse, two Curled Winged Demons grabbed Aglaia's collar and pulled her down from the horse. The creature was not big, but its strength was surprisingly great.
"Bach!"
Aglaia only had time to reach out and scream. In the blink of an eye, she was pulled by the Curled Winged Demons and flew more than ten meters away.
Damn!
Hoffa didn't have time to pull the other party.
He quickly turned his horse around.
He pulled out his magic wand.
Pointing at Aglaia, he shouted, "Petrify all of you!"
A red light flashed from the magic wand. Aglaia and the two Curled Winged Demons were petrified in the sky at the same time.
But things didn't turn for the better. After being petrified, the Curled Winged Demons and Aglaia fell from a height of more than ten meters.
The ground was densely covered with thorns!
Even if they didn't die from the fall, they would be crippled.
What to do?
"Ugadim Leviosa!" Hoffa anxiously used the Levitation Spell.
But the Levitation Spell didn't work on living things. The white light hit Aglaia, but she still kept falling.
Damn it!
Hoffa's brain turned quickly. Quickly think, quickly think!
Suddenly, a spell cut through the fog and appeared in his mind.
Hoffa raised his magic wand and waved it.
"Fuchsia Bell!"
A golden light flashed.
The Half-Blood Prince's spell was just as described in the original work, simple and reliable.
Aglaia was caught off guard and was hung upside down by her ankles. She was hung upside down in the air. Her underwear and stockings were completely exposed, and the robe covered her entire upper body.
Hoffa wasn't in the mood to enjoy this scene.
The two petrified Curled Winged Demons fell to the ground. These creatures had high magic resistance. They fell on the thorns for a while and struggled to jump up.
Hoffa jumped off his horse and quickly ran to where Aglaia was hanging upside down. He kicked away a few of the sharpest thorns and trampled the two struggling Curled Winged Demons to death.
"Fuchsia Bell."
Hoffa waved his magic wand again. After chanting the spell, he reached out and caught the falling Aglaia.
The impact of the fall made Hoffa's arm sink. He and Aglaia rolled together. Her troublesome robe tangled up Hoffa and the thorns.
"Stop the spell."
Hoffa lifted the Petrification Spell.
As soon as the spell was lifted, Aglaia directly grabbed Hoffa's neck in her school robe.
"I'm going to kill you, Hoffa, Bach, what kind of spell is that!!!"
She let out a scream that was loud enough to pierce eardrums.
Hoffa didn't expect that after he painstakingly saved her, she would immediately turn against him.
He angrily pushed her away. "If you think your dignity is more important than your life, don't drag me down with you."
Aglaia didn't speak. Her face was red to her neck. She was so angry that she gritted her teeth.
Hoffa didn't want to comfort her at all. He didn't care about anything else. He quickly tore off his school robe and jumped up.
It was dark all around and the light was extremely weak.
Hoffa pulled the angry Aglaia and tried to run back to the horse.
However, the little black horse that had been with him for a month seemed to have noticed something. It looked around in horror and ran away on its own.
"Shit!"
Hoffa cursed. Suddenly, he slipped and had to hold on to a tree trunk to stabilize himself. He stepped on something slimy.
The smell of blood filled his nostrils.
He instinctively bent down to take a look. On the ground, there were traces of red flowing slowly. He couldn't see clearly.
"Flickering fluorescent light."
Hoffa lit up his wand.
Blood was everywhere. It had already gathered into a small stream.
He swallowed his saliva and protected Aglaia behind him. He kept retreating. But the more he retreated, the stronger the pungent smell of blood became.
After retreating through a row of pine trees, Aglaia suddenly elbowed Hoffa. He was angry at first. Then, when he turned around.
The scene in front of him made Hoffa feel cold from head to toe.
Following Aglaia's trembling finger, he saw in the forest, under the bleak new moon.
Rows of centaurs stood on the ground like stone statues.
They raised their heads and looked at the sky. There were at least a dozen of them.
They were of different colors. Their fur was smooth but dull. Their postures looked arrogant, but their hands were limp.
Drops of blood flowed down from their heads, flowed through their tall and muscular bodies, and slowly dripped to the ground.
A breeze blew through their manes, causing their shadows to sway on the ground. The shadows intertwined to form a strange and tragic scene.
More than a dozen centaurs, all dead.
They knew the future, but in the end, they still couldn't escape the calamity. On each of their raised heads, there were several Curled Winged Demons sucking their brains out.
There was a heart-palpitating sound of eating in the air.
Hoffa took a step back and bumped into Aglaia. Aglaia tightly grabbed onto Hoffa's arm. She couldn't even stand properly.
Centaurs were mysterious creatures, but they were as intelligent as humans. In some aspects, they were even more intelligent.
To be able to make so many centaurs die without any resistance. Without a doubt, only a powerful dark magus could do this.
Schmidt Lutterov must be nearby.
"Don't make a sound. Leave with me."
Hoffa said in a low voice.
Aglaia nodded. In front of the shadow of death, she couldn't care less about the small gap between her and Hoffa.
The two of them held their wands and slowly retreated in opposite directions.
At this moment, the darkness in front of them suddenly separated.
A tall figure slowly stood up from the forest behind the centaurs and came under the moonlight.
He didn't wear a hood this time. On his long Germanic face, there wasn't the slightest change in expression. He slowly walked while softly speaking.
"I thought these mules were valued, but it seems like I was thinking too much. No one would care about this group of inferior creatures."
He walked to the center of the clearing. A few Curled Winged Demons came out from the centaurs' heads and stopped on his shoulder.
Schmidt tilted his head and calmly said: "We meet again. I've been waiting for you for a long time."
It was no different from a neighbor greeting each other.
But Hoffa felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.
Without a doubt, he had fallen into a trap.
Schmidt Rutterov had been waiting for him for a long time.
Hoffa retreated to the edge of the clearing and said: "Isn't it better to leave England quietly like this? Why come to such a dangerous place like Hogwarts?"
Schmidt softly said: "I also want to leave, but I still have important work to do. Besides, little boy, you still haven't returned my things."
Hoffa didn't have time to react.
Aglaia cried out in alarm.
"Careful!"
A sense of danger instantly took over Hoffa's mind. He saw strange lights on his left and right.
The curse was coming!
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