Chapter 457 Furong is attacked

Chapter 457 Furong is attacked
In a quiet woodland full of flowers, Fleur Delacour was concentrating on collecting ingredients for the flower-based potion that she was best at.

She knelt lightly on the soft grass, and gently plucked rose petals with her slender fingers, carefully placing them into her medicine bag. The sunlight shone through the gaps between the leaves onto her silver-gold hair, as if it was coated with a layer of light brilliance.

In her medicine bag, she had already collected a complete set of flower materials: rose petals, rose thorns, lavender branches, daisy roots. Now, the only thing she needed was the rarest four-leaf clover and five-color flower.

Furong's blue eyes flashed with concentration as she searched carefully among the bushes. She knew that these two plants were extremely difficult to find, especially the five-colored flower, which could only grow in a specific magical environment. However, she didn't know that someone was staring at her in the dark.

Not far away, Durmstrang's representative, Seferius Ludkia, hid behind a big tree, staring at Fleur with indifference.

The rules clearly state that contestants are not allowed to directly attack their opponents - but there is no rule that "accidents" cannot be created.

He smiled slightly, with a cold arc on the corner of his mouth. He slowly raised his palm, waved his wand lightly, and chanted a string of spells in a low voice.

Suddenly, there was a rustling sound in the shadows of the forest.

A group of vicious little demons and evil spirits were summoned.

These vicious little creatures like to make trouble and attack wizards, especially when they realize that their "target" is defenseless. Seferis narrowed his eyes slightly, watching the group of creatures ready to move, revealing a hideous smile - now, there is something interesting to watch.

"Go ahead and create some...trouble for her." He sneered in a low voice.

The little demons laughed sharply, the evil spirit licked its bloody teeth, and rushed towards the woods where Furong was!

Furong was still concentrating on finding the four-leaf clover, and for a moment she didn't notice the danger coming. However, when a strange fishy smell filled the air, her brows slightly frowned and her hands stopped moving.

The chirping of birds all around suddenly stopped, as if all the creatures in the forest felt some kind of threat and fell silent.

Furong slowly stood up, her blue eyes scanning the surroundings vigilantly, her fingertips subconsciously clenched around the wand. At this moment——

"Ow-!!"

A little devil suddenly jumped out of the bushes, and its sharp claws rushed straight towards her cheek!

Furong's eyes narrowed, and she quickly took a step back, waving her wand at the same time -

"Wind Whirl -"

However, before she could finish her words, a sharp hissing sound came from behind her - not just one, but a whole group of little demons crawled out of the bushes, a black mass, swarming towards her with shrill laughter!

These creatures had twisted and hideous looks, with filthy mud on their claws. Above Furong, there was the sound of flapping wings. A large group of dark brown evil spirits jumped down from a great height in an even more insidious manner, trying to grab her hair and sleeves!
Furong's face changed slightly. These creatures were not difficult to deal with alone, but if they faced such a large group, it would be very dangerous in an open area without any cover. Moreover, when these dark creatures appeared, her hands were concentrating on collecting them. By the time she realized something was wrong, they were less than two feet away from her.

There was no time to perform complicated area magic, so she rolled on the ground without caring about her image, and three red lights shot out from the end of her wand!

"Swoon, faint, faint!"

The three spells hit the three little demons in the front respectively. They screamed and fell to the ground twitching. However, the rest of the little demons did not stop at all. Instead, they screamed even more excitedly and pounced on her.

"There are many obstacles!"

A barrier quickly rose up, barely blocking the attacks of several evil spirits from above, but more little demons had already pounced on her from the side, their sharp claws scratching her arms, tearing her sleeves and leaving a bright red scar!

Furong cried out in pain and quickly retreated, but the monsters followed her like a shadow and continued to pounce on her mercilessly! Her shoulder was also scratched with a deep wound, blood oozing out, and the stinging pain made her breathing a little disordered.

Not good! She finally realized that she had underestimated the number and aggressiveness of these creatures - although her magic could deal with one or two, it was simply not enough to completely resist a whole group!
We can’t fight any longer!

She made a quick decision. She endured the pain and threw out an explosive spell, knocking down several of the closest demons. Taking advantage of their confusion, she desperately retreated. As she ran, she randomly threw out several barrier spells and repulsive spells to delay the monsters behind her as much as possible.

But the little demons still chased after him, making shrill hissing sounds and trying to pounce on him again!
"Xie Lin!" She couldn't help but shout while running away, her tone revealing a rare panic - she had never been so passive in a battle!
Seferis Ludekia, who was standing far away, watched the scene coldly, a sneer on his face, his eyes full of mockery and disdain.

"So... useless." He sneered in a low voice, crossed his arms, and watched Furong flee in panic among the group of monsters, with no intention of helping at all.

Furong staggered out of the woods, gasped and looked back, only to see those little demons still roaring behind her unwillingly, but seemed unwilling to leave their original territory. They finally stopped at the edge of the woods and stared at her fiercely.

She stopped and held the tree trunk with her hands. Her face turned pale. The wounds on her arms and shoulders were aching. The blood had already stained her sleeves red. She simply stopped the bleeding, then opened her bag and applied the white fresh ointment to herself, but she found that she had dropped most of the raw materials she had collected during her escape.

At this point, nearly two hours had passed since the start of the race, and she was back to the starting point.

If it were in the past, she would have been so upset that she would have cried bitterly. However, after experiencing the battle in the Giant Valley, her heart had become much stronger than before. She curled her lips, suppressed her anger, and began to think calmly.

It is true that demons and goblins are dark creatures that like to attack humans, but it is weird that two monsters are attacking him in groups at the same time.

There is definitely someone behind this!
Damn...who did this?
Her eyes turned slightly colder.

……

Seferis did not let the imps and demons chase after Furong, but instead began to control them with a strange magic, letting them collect all the raw materials dropped by Furong.

"Tsk tsk, this little demon isn't very good at fighting, but her ability to collect flowers is still okay. In that case, I will accept them without hesitation, hehe..." Seferis smiled coldly as he looked at the various flower materials that a little demon was respectfully holding in his hands.

"Young men..." Seferis's cold voice sounded, "Let's go and find our next target..."

……

At the same time, somewhere in the magic garden, a huge old tree stood quietly in the breeze. The trunk was old and twisted, as if it had experienced countless years of erosion, and the lush branches and leaves blocked the sky above, making the area look particularly dark.

Under the tree, a secret tree hole was hidden deep among the tangled roots, like a gaping mouth, waiting to devour the prey that broke in. At this moment, Igor Morozov was curled up in this dark space, with a strange smile on his lips.

Unlike other contestants, he did not run around and work hard to collect potion materials, but was well prepared.

Igor slowly took out an obsidian-carved magic wand from his arms, and carved complex ancient Slavic runes on the walls of the tree hole with the magic wand, exuding a faint dark aura.

He touched his wand to the ground and uttered a long, very convoluted spell, and finally -

"Zabiveniekorrny…perovys." (The forgotten roots…wake up.)
A groaning sound like that of a demon was heard, and it seemed to come from deep underground, carrying with it an indescribable sense of oppression. A smug smile appeared on Igor's gloomy face. He pierced his finger with the end of the magic wand and dripped a few drops of blood on the soil in the tree hole, which were instantly absorbed by the earth.

The surrounding air suddenly turned cold, and all the ancient trees outside the tree hole began to shake slightly, as if they were waking up.

There was a gleam of excitement in Igor's eyes. He raised his head and watched the thick tree roots above the tree hole slowly wriggling, like a sleeping monster being awakened and beginning to perceive the world again.

The demon tree...is waking up.

A few seconds later, the branches and leaves of the entire ancient tree moved without wind, cracks appeared on the bark, black sap oozed out, and a distorted human face could be vaguely seen emerging on the trunk, as if the soul imprisoned in the tree was struggling in pain.

"Perfect." Igor laughed softly. He slowly stood up and stretched out his palm, feeling the dark magic connection between the demon tree and himself. His plan was not to win by mixing the potion himself, nor did he intend to personally hinder Xie Lin or other contestants, but to make this forest work for him, to make this forest... his hunting ground.