Chapter 39 The Portkey and the Hungarian Horntail
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Nan Shan Dou Xi
The drunkard hiccupped the two of them, stretched out his hand and hung his dead fish eyes and said, "Three Garen, I will keep you safe."
Thinking that it was all coming, John and the two of them grabbed the leather shoes that looked like they had just been taken off after paying.
The two held hands so as not to get separated.
After John touched the portkey, he felt as if there was a hook in his navel, and he jerked forward with irresistible momentum.
He lifted his feet off the ground and flew up.
After his eyes could see clearly, he and Fu Rong were already in free fall.
The two fell heavily.
John rubbed his sore waist, stood up, looked around, and said, "This doesn't look like a place where Quidditch will be held."
"I must kill that damn liar!"
Furong's pretty face also turned black at this time, it was an unstable portkey.
Send them directly to an unknown forest.
John had a headache, because the portkey was gone, which meant that they were thrown into the deep mountains and forests, and they might be desolate.
"Hopefully we can find someone to ask directions."
...
When you come here, you can't go back.
"It can't be done, I need to rest for a while." Furong sat on the ground without any ladylike image.
John stopped, and rows of sweat appeared on his forehead.
They walked in this forest for at least three hours, but during these three hours there were not many people, not even animals.
John misses his flying boots very much now, if he knew that he would fall into such a ghost place, he would bring them here.
"Show me the way (PoineMe)"
His wand was pointing north, and John glanced in the direction, so far they were looking good.
"It's a pity that I didn't learn to apparate, otherwise I wouldn't have to walk on my legs."
John also sat down to rest for a while. He picked some harmless fruits from the tree and handed them to Furong.
Fu Rong buried her head in her legs and said in a muffled voice, "I'm sorry John, I shouldn't have let you come here."
Thinking that she might not be able to get out, Fu Rong couldn't hold back at this moment.
As the older party, she felt less responsible than John.
Hearing her words, John rubbed the fruit into his mouth and took a bite.
The sour taste made people almost couldn't help spitting it out, but after thinking that this might be the only food, he swallowed it again.
"It's okay, we'll be fine, trust me."
John cheered up Fleur, and Fleur looked at that pretty face, inexplicably feeling a sense of security enough to trust.
She has a quarter of Veela blood in her body, and also has some Veela abilities.
Her outstanding beauty is one of them, and she has the ability to make men obsessed.
Because of this ability, she is not popular among girls.
But she has arrogance and disdain to argue with these people, and she doesn't like boys because they will be attracted.
This resulted in her having few friends at school.
When she saw John at school, she didn't have any intention of making friends.
I just think this boy is a bit interesting, he will not be attracted to himself like other boys and become flattering.
On the contrary, in getting along, I am the one who is attracted.
This attraction has nothing to do with the love between men and women, but just a kind of trust, similar to a leader who can't help but get close.
He restores confidence just by being there.
Fleur looked at John, nodded and said, "I trust you, John."
John smiled and handed another fruit to Fu Rong.
Fu Rong caught it unprepared and bit down, the price of which was that her whole face was squeezed into a ball with soreness.
"John!"
"I didn't do anything, you see I ate too."
John looked innocent, and Fleur was so angry that he wanted to smash the fruit on his head.
Holding up the fruit, she thought for a while, wouldn't it be worse if she didn't eat and starve to death here, she took a bite of the fruit viciously, as if it was John.
...
It was getting dark, and John decided to find a place to rest first.
He built a bonfire, and the two sat around it.
"There are no animals in such a big forest, even if there are magical creatures."
John curled his lips and complained, and Furong rolled his eyes at him and said, "This kind of wild magical creatures are very dangerous. Judging from the territorial awareness of magical creatures, there may be a powerful existence here that prevents other creatures from approaching."
"Oh?"
John felt right.
Magical creatures also have a sense of territory. If foreign creatures break into the territory, it is usually a fierce battle.
It's just that they've been gone for so long, even if they were there, they should have appeared long ago.
It hasn't appeared in such a long time, could it be that the magical creature still came out at night?
As he thought this way, there was movement in the surrounding jungle.
rustle.
"What's there?" Furong was a little nervous.
The two had already drawn out their wands at the same time, and John glanced at his empty pockets.
"When you go back, you must use the No Trace Stretching Curse."
The Untraceable Stretching Curse is a very practical spell, similar to the common space rings in novels.
It is possible to enlarge the interior of a space, and the appearance may not change, but the interior can become an extremely wide space.
John hadn't learned the spell yet, otherwise he wouldn't have taken a wand with him when he went out.
The two looked nervously at the position transmitted by the direction, and John was ready to be smashed to pieces by something that came out suddenly.
The sound is getting closer, John has fused the fire dragon blood, so his body has also been strengthened.
His senses became more acute.
He heard gasps and heavy footsteps.
"A person?"
John thought about it. Judging from the voice, it should be a person.
Moreover, this person was injured, so he should be on the run.
The wand in his hand didn't slack in the slightest, on the contrary, it was already raised. Compared with magical creatures, encountering people in the wild may be more dangerous.
Finally, under the gaze of the two, a person appeared in the bushes in front of them.
"Stop!" Fu Rong shouted nervously.
It was a boy who looked about the same age as John, wearing a blood-colored robe, which should be a school uniform.
His face was so pale that Fleur thought it was a vampire at first glance.
With black hair and a high nose bridge, if it weren't for the golden eyes faintly revealed in the messy hair covering the left eye, Fu Rong's attack might have gone out.
The visitor obviously didn't expect to be two wizards who looked like students. He thought that those who dared to light a bonfire in this place were either Aurors or outlaws.
"Run!"
The boy shouted, and a flame fell from the sky, directly igniting the bushes around him.
Furong looked in horror, and a black Hungarian tree peak in the sky opened its mouth and breathed out a mouthful of dragon breath.
"Sneak attack...offend...death..."
John looked at the Hungarian tree peak in disbelief, and he seemed to hear the other party talking.
Suddenly remembering that he had the blessing of dragon language, he waved his magic wand and used the floating spell to pull the wizard out of the flames.
Although this behavior saved a life, it also made Hungarian Tree Peak notice John.
"Let's run!" Furong finally understood why there were no other creatures around.
The Hungarian tree peak is the fiercest fire dragon, with its existence, no other creatures dare to appear around it.
John immediately turned around and flung his arms away, and Hungarian Shufeng's angry words came from behind him one after another.
"Wizard...sleeping...sneak attack...doesn't talk about martial arts...butt hurts..."
Hearing what Hungarian Tree Peak said, John looked at the wizard who was also fleeing with a strange expression.
This kid is brave enough to sneak attack while Hungarian tree peak is sleeping, and what's wrong with you, you even hit it in the buttocks.
No wonder Hungarian Shufeng was so angry. If someone robbed his house while he was sleeping, he would at least guarantee that it would not be so painful to let the other party go.
Thinking that it was all coming, John and the two of them grabbed the leather shoes that looked like they had just been taken off after paying.
The two held hands so as not to get separated.
After John touched the portkey, he felt as if there was a hook in his navel, and he jerked forward with irresistible momentum.
He lifted his feet off the ground and flew up.
After his eyes could see clearly, he and Fu Rong were already in free fall.
The two fell heavily.
John rubbed his sore waist, stood up, looked around, and said, "This doesn't look like a place where Quidditch will be held."
"I must kill that damn liar!"
Furong's pretty face also turned black at this time, it was an unstable portkey.
Send them directly to an unknown forest.
John had a headache, because the portkey was gone, which meant that they were thrown into the deep mountains and forests, and they might be desolate.
"Hopefully we can find someone to ask directions."
...
When you come here, you can't go back.
"It can't be done, I need to rest for a while." Furong sat on the ground without any ladylike image.
John stopped, and rows of sweat appeared on his forehead.
They walked in this forest for at least three hours, but during these three hours there were not many people, not even animals.
John misses his flying boots very much now, if he knew that he would fall into such a ghost place, he would bring them here.
"Show me the way (PoineMe)"
His wand was pointing north, and John glanced in the direction, so far they were looking good.
"It's a pity that I didn't learn to apparate, otherwise I wouldn't have to walk on my legs."
John also sat down to rest for a while. He picked some harmless fruits from the tree and handed them to Furong.
Fu Rong buried her head in her legs and said in a muffled voice, "I'm sorry John, I shouldn't have let you come here."
Thinking that she might not be able to get out, Fu Rong couldn't hold back at this moment.
As the older party, she felt less responsible than John.
Hearing her words, John rubbed the fruit into his mouth and took a bite.
The sour taste made people almost couldn't help spitting it out, but after thinking that this might be the only food, he swallowed it again.
"It's okay, we'll be fine, trust me."
John cheered up Fleur, and Fleur looked at that pretty face, inexplicably feeling a sense of security enough to trust.
She has a quarter of Veela blood in her body, and also has some Veela abilities.
Her outstanding beauty is one of them, and she has the ability to make men obsessed.
Because of this ability, she is not popular among girls.
But she has arrogance and disdain to argue with these people, and she doesn't like boys because they will be attracted.
This resulted in her having few friends at school.
When she saw John at school, she didn't have any intention of making friends.
I just think this boy is a bit interesting, he will not be attracted to himself like other boys and become flattering.
On the contrary, in getting along, I am the one who is attracted.
This attraction has nothing to do with the love between men and women, but just a kind of trust, similar to a leader who can't help but get close.
He restores confidence just by being there.
Fleur looked at John, nodded and said, "I trust you, John."
John smiled and handed another fruit to Fu Rong.
Fu Rong caught it unprepared and bit down, the price of which was that her whole face was squeezed into a ball with soreness.
"John!"
"I didn't do anything, you see I ate too."
John looked innocent, and Fleur was so angry that he wanted to smash the fruit on his head.
Holding up the fruit, she thought for a while, wouldn't it be worse if she didn't eat and starve to death here, she took a bite of the fruit viciously, as if it was John.
...
It was getting dark, and John decided to find a place to rest first.
He built a bonfire, and the two sat around it.
"There are no animals in such a big forest, even if there are magical creatures."
John curled his lips and complained, and Furong rolled his eyes at him and said, "This kind of wild magical creatures are very dangerous. Judging from the territorial awareness of magical creatures, there may be a powerful existence here that prevents other creatures from approaching."
"Oh?"
John felt right.
Magical creatures also have a sense of territory. If foreign creatures break into the territory, it is usually a fierce battle.
It's just that they've been gone for so long, even if they were there, they should have appeared long ago.
It hasn't appeared in such a long time, could it be that the magical creature still came out at night?
As he thought this way, there was movement in the surrounding jungle.
rustle.
"What's there?" Furong was a little nervous.
The two had already drawn out their wands at the same time, and John glanced at his empty pockets.
"When you go back, you must use the No Trace Stretching Curse."
The Untraceable Stretching Curse is a very practical spell, similar to the common space rings in novels.
It is possible to enlarge the interior of a space, and the appearance may not change, but the interior can become an extremely wide space.
John hadn't learned the spell yet, otherwise he wouldn't have taken a wand with him when he went out.
The two looked nervously at the position transmitted by the direction, and John was ready to be smashed to pieces by something that came out suddenly.
The sound is getting closer, John has fused the fire dragon blood, so his body has also been strengthened.
His senses became more acute.
He heard gasps and heavy footsteps.
"A person?"
John thought about it. Judging from the voice, it should be a person.
Moreover, this person was injured, so he should be on the run.
The wand in his hand didn't slack in the slightest, on the contrary, it was already raised. Compared with magical creatures, encountering people in the wild may be more dangerous.
Finally, under the gaze of the two, a person appeared in the bushes in front of them.
"Stop!" Fu Rong shouted nervously.
It was a boy who looked about the same age as John, wearing a blood-colored robe, which should be a school uniform.
His face was so pale that Fleur thought it was a vampire at first glance.
With black hair and a high nose bridge, if it weren't for the golden eyes faintly revealed in the messy hair covering the left eye, Fu Rong's attack might have gone out.
The visitor obviously didn't expect to be two wizards who looked like students. He thought that those who dared to light a bonfire in this place were either Aurors or outlaws.
"Run!"
The boy shouted, and a flame fell from the sky, directly igniting the bushes around him.
Furong looked in horror, and a black Hungarian tree peak in the sky opened its mouth and breathed out a mouthful of dragon breath.
"Sneak attack...offend...death..."
John looked at the Hungarian tree peak in disbelief, and he seemed to hear the other party talking.
Suddenly remembering that he had the blessing of dragon language, he waved his magic wand and used the floating spell to pull the wizard out of the flames.
Although this behavior saved a life, it also made Hungarian Tree Peak notice John.
"Let's run!" Furong finally understood why there were no other creatures around.
The Hungarian tree peak is the fiercest fire dragon, with its existence, no other creatures dare to appear around it.
John immediately turned around and flung his arms away, and Hungarian Shufeng's angry words came from behind him one after another.
"Wizard...sleeping...sneak attack...doesn't talk about martial arts...butt hurts..."
Hearing what Hungarian Tree Peak said, John looked at the wizard who was also fleeing with a strange expression.
This kid is brave enough to sneak attack while Hungarian tree peak is sleeping, and what's wrong with you, you even hit it in the buttocks.
No wonder Hungarian Shufeng was so angry. If someone robbed his house while he was sleeping, he would at least guarantee that it would not be so painful to let the other party go.
