Wind and Eagle Wings at Hogwarts

Chapter 560

"Clean up."

The wand in Scott's hand moved from the tip of the knight's lance to the butt.

The stains and algae on the spear came off inch by inch, revealing its original color.

This is a bright silver knight spear with no rust on the surface, only some gaps and knife marks on the head of the gun, which seem to be traces left in past battles.

"Did you just say the smell of blood?"

Scott sniffed and turned to Savannah.

"Is there any more now?"

He didn't smell blood just now, and he couldn't smell it after cleaning up.

"Also, it's just hidden."

Savannah frowned, with a serious expression, and there was obvious disgust in the eyes of the knight's spear.

"Its existence is like the source of the plague, which will pollute the natural environment."

"This gun is a magic item?"

Scott probed with magic perception and found nothing unusual.

He reached out and gestured in the air with his wand again, and wrote a few shiny runes out of thin air. Then, with a flick of his wand, the runes flew towards the knight's spear on the ground.

laugh……

Like ice cubes caught in fire, several connected runes melted instantly.

At the same time, a smear of blood spread from the tip of the gun to the body of the gun.

"Back off!"

Savannah stood up suddenly, pulling Scott back a few steps.

"Purge!"

She raised her long wooden staff, and the vibrant green light instantly enveloped the knight's spear.

laugh……

Under the irradiance of the green light, blood-colored smoke also appeared from the knight's spear, and the smoke drifted, and the flowers and plants that had been spawned by Savannah's spell just now withered again.

"Armor protection!"

Scott once again wrapped himself and Savannah with a magic barrier to avoid contact with the bloody smoke.

With a thought in his mind, the translucent silver spear that belonged to him flew into the air, then turned the spear head, and stabbed towards the scarlet knight's spear on the ground.

when!
In the bloody smoke, the scarlet knight spear seemed to be picked up by someone, blocking the attack of Scott's silver spear.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in the bloody mist.

This figure does not have a huge body like a giant like the "Red Knight", but it is also more burly than ordinary people.

Scott squinted his eyes, and the silver spear flew into the air again. Under Scott's control, it pierced towards the figure in the bloody smoke like a streamer.

when!
That figure was obviously very agile and highly skilled in martial arts. Even though the silver spear had a speed that ordinary people could not see clearly, he still blocked the stabbing attack again with the scarlet knight spear in his hand.

"Hey hey hey..."

A burst of creepy laughter came from the smoke, which seemed to be mixed with the howling of innocent souls, which was very ear-piercing.

"Hey hey hey..."

The tumbling blood-colored smoke gradually gathered, and the figure covered by the smoke gradually became clear.

This is a man in full ancient knight armor.

This set of armor is covered with sword marks and old bloodstains, and there is a hole in the chest.

He also wore a helmet covering his head, so that his face could not be seen clearly, only a pair of scarlet glowing eyes could be seen.

Not only that, but his whole body was tightly wrapped, without any skin exposed.

The bloody smoke seemed to be absorbed by him, and it was constantly getting in through the gaps in the armor.

"who are you?"

Scott beckoned, letting the silver spear fly back in front of him.

"who I am……"

The other party repeated Scott's question. It seemed that because he was not used to speaking, his voice was hoarse and unpleasant, accompanied by harsh noises, like a stuck tape.

He looked at the armored man with some curiosity, and said to Savannah: "He is not a ghost, nor is he a living corpse. I have never seen such a situation, nor have I read it in a book."

Savannah also shook her head, "There is no such record in the Druid heritage."

"who I am……"

The armored man spoke again, and this time he seemed to be roaring.

"I'm……"

The harsh voice made both Scott and Savannah frown.

"I'm……"

The armored man looked up to the sky and screamed.

"Mordred!"

"what?"

Savannah was clearly taken aback.

"Mordred? How is it possible!"

"I'm Mordred!"

The armored man roared again.

His scarlet eyes rolled as if looking for something.

But obviously, he ignored Scott and Savannah standing in front of him.

"Arthur!"

Mordred roared like a beast again, and moved suddenly.

"Arthur!"

Holding the blood-stained knight spear, he ran past Scott like a gust of wind, and rushed into the forest behind him.

"Let's follow!"

Savannah turned around, a green halo erupted.

She took Scott's wrist and started running, following Mordred.

Mordred's running speed was extremely fast, and where he stepped, the surrounding flowers and plants would immediately wither to death, and even the towering trees he passed by would lose their leaves for no reason.

Under the blessing of Savannah's magic, the two of Scott barely fell behind and followed him far behind.

This time the running journey seems to be extraordinarily long.

Until Scott was exhausted and Savannah began to pant, they still did not leave the forest, and Mordred was still running tirelessly ahead.

"That does not work……"

Scott stopped.

"We... have to conserve energy."

He waved his wand, and the land ahead suddenly bulged and deformed, turning into a two-seater sled.

As he chanted the spell again, the sled lost its weight and floated.

Then, he transformed two huge cheetahs with transfiguration.

"go!"

He pulled Savannah onto the sled and put on the harness.

"Roar……"

The two cheetahs roared and galloped through the forest pulling the suspended sled.

Scott took out the [Magic Barrier Ball] and created a magic barrier to cover the sled, blocking the oncoming wind.

"I never thought..."

Savannah was a little embarrassed.

"Sorry, I didn't know that you still have this kind of lazy magic, I just know that you are running wildly."

Scott waved his hand.

He was so tired that he didn't want to talk, he took out the potion to replenish his strength, and gave one to Savannah.

Savannah shook her head and refused, and dots of green light flew out of the hand holding the long wooden staff, replenishing physical strength for Scott and herself, and speeding up the recovery of magic power.

Scott felt the degree of recovery, and put away the potion.

Cheetahs pulling sleds run extremely fast and tirelessly.

Following the footprints left by Mordred, they soon saw his running back again.

"You feel……"

"Do you think……"

Scott and Savannah spoke at the same time.

Looking at each other, Scott gestured for Savannah to speak first.

"Is he really Mordred?" Savannah's tone was full of uncertainty.

"Who knows."

Of course Scott couldn't judge either.

"It seems to be consistent with the records."

Savannah recalled the records about that period of history.

"At the end of the Battle of Camlann, King Arthur's lance struck Mordred behind his shield with such force that it penetrated his body."

Scott said: "People only record the whereabouts of King Arthur. Regarding Mordred's body, there does not seem to be any record."

Savannah said in a speculative tone: "Maybe that gun...is the one that killed Mordred, and it belongs to King Arthur."

Scott followed her meaning and guessed, "King Arthur's body was sent here for burial by the fairies who managed Avalon. They abandoned the spear that killed Mordred in the stream. Finally, because Mordred The blood and resentment formed a monster?"

Savannah smiled and said: "It's a common way of writing in stories."

"Follow him." Scott also smiled, "Follow him, and we will see the real answer."

Savannah nodded.

Scott estimated the time all the way, until another dusk fell, and they finally saw Mordred rushing out of the dark forest and running into the setting sun.

Beyond the forest is a meadow, and beyond the meadow is a lake.

It's just that this lake is much smaller than the swamp around Apple Island, and you can even see the opposite bank at a glance.

Mordred ran to the edge of the lake and stopped, looking at the lake surface reflecting the sky like a mirror, and the small island in the middle of the lake.

Scott also stopped the cheetah and watched from afar.

"That island...is an apple tree?"

"Yes." Savannah said, "King Arthur's tomb is there."

"Arthur!"

Mordred roared again, and jumped into the lake.

Although wearing heavy armor, he did not sink.

His feet were shrouded in bloody smoke, and he ran on the water, as if walking on flat ground, and rushed towards the small island in the lake.

"Arthur!"

"Arthur!"

"Arthur..."

In the process of running, he didn't stop roaring, and his voice became more and more shrill.

There was no green knight in the lake to stop him, and Mordred soon set foot on the small island full of apple trees.

"Let's go too."

Scott jumped off the hover sled, turning it into a boat after Savannah jumped too.

Moving the boat to the surface of the water, Scott did not call on Sirene for help, but paddled together with Savannah, slowly heading towards the island in the lake.

"It's too quiet."

Savannah looked at the island in the lake strangely.

After Mordred went up, there was no movement.

They couldn't see what was happening on the island because the apple trees blocked their view.

"Medea is here too."

Scott suddenly turned his head and looked towards the other side of the lake, just in time to see Medea and Aaron coming out of the woods.

"Only the two of them?" Savannah was a little surprised.

"Are you guys okay?"

Aaron waved at the two people on the boat with a warm and bright smile on his face.

Scott didn't answer, just nodded.

"It's so cold."

Aaron complained half-truthfully.

"My dear sister, why don't you come and fetch me in your little boat?"

Savannah said indifferently: "Our boat can't fit you, you can build a boat yourself, my dear brother."

"good idea!"

Aaron clapped his hands, took off the short wooden staff hanging from his belt, and waved it.

Several green vines emerged from the soil, twisted and bundled together, and soon formed a boat and fell into the lake.

When the boat was fully formed, the vines growing in the soil were quietly disconnected from the boat.

"Please, ma'am."

Aaron bent down and gestured please to Medea.

When Medea boarded the boat, he also jumped on board and took hold of the oars.

"Let's compare."

He laughed cheerfully.

"Let's see who will row the boat to the small island in the middle of the lake first."

Both Scott and Savannah ignored him and continued to paddle forward at their original speed.

Aaron didn't take it seriously, and without Medea's hands, he rowed desperately alone, and soon caught up with Scott and Savannah, and kept pace with their boat.

Scott didn't stop them either.

"It seems that your journey here has been smooth."

Aaron looked at Scott and Savannah.

"Unlike our side, several people died along the way."

Talking about the subject of the dead, he always had a sunny smile on his face.

"Even my other sister, Maeve, was killed by the Green Knight while crossing the swamp. It's pathetic, isn't it?"

Hearing this news, Savannah turned her head and looked at him coldly.

"Aren't you feeling guilty at all?" she asked.

"Guilty?"

Aaron tilted his head, and the smile on his face became even brighter.

Scott could even see the sheer joy in his eyes.

"Why should I feel guilty?"

He seemed very puzzled.

"Maeve is so stupid, she wouldn't live long in this dangerous world."

Savannah closed her eyes and quickly looked away.

"You're right, she's an idiot."

She gritted her teeth and said in a very blunt tone.

"Are you missing her?"

Aaron still asked Savannah in a cheerful tone.

"I don't remember you two getting along very well."

Savannah remained silent, ignoring him.

Scott is observing Medea.

At this time Medea is not wearing a veil, nor even a gorgeous hat.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on her flawless face, making her skin glow.

"See what?"

Medea smiled into his eyes.

"I can't tell." Scott looked normal, "Of course, your real body is the same as the fake one, and it's normal that I can't tell."

Hearing what he said, the expression on Medea's face did not change.

"you're right."

She smiled and nodded instead.

"Because I couldn't get Tom's soul, I couldn't fully recover. Later, I was cursed by Tom. Not only did my body not completely transform into a physical body, but it turned back a little bit."

Scott asked, "Is there a way to fully recover you here?"

"Who knows?"

Medea smiled mysteriously, and turned to look at the island in the middle of the lake that was getting closer.

She asked, "Did you encounter anything in the forest?"

"A bunch of unicorns out of control."

Scott answered very simply.

"They seem to be polluted by some kind of existence, and they have completely lost their minds."

"is it?"

Medea nodded, not knowing whether to believe it or not.

"It's a pity we didn't encounter anything," she said.

(End of this chapter)