The Plane Merchant of Hogwarts

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After Rolf and Grindelwald came out of the dream city, they sat on the bed and sighed, why is it always different from what they thought?

Now that the clue was broken again, Rolf couldn't help but feel a little distressed. He casually hung the pendant on his chest, but it made a metal collision sound with Slytherin's pendant.

By the way, I almost forgot about prophecy.

Rolf took off the purple flower pendant from his neck again, and then activated the prophecy technique, silently reciting in his heart: Find the Dream Witch's stronghold in this world.

The pendant seemed to be attracted by something, pointing straight in one direction.

Rolf was overjoyed when he saw it. He quickly took out his broomstick and rode on it, then tied the pendant to his broomstick.

When Grindelwald saw this, he quickly turned into a little black bird and followed Rolf out of the window.

Rolf followed the pendant and crossed mountains, rivers and seas, and also praised the sea of ​​​​people. Finally, at the top of an inaccessible mountain, the direction of the locket changed.

He and Grindelwald stopped at the foot of the mountain, put their broomsticks into the demiplane, and then walked slowly along the mountain path.

Along the way, ferocious beasts kept coming out from behind the boulders, wanting to swallow the two two-legged beasts that had intruded into their territory to satisfy their hungry stomachs.

However, they have no idea what kind of existence they are facing.

Grindelwald had no intention of taking action at all, and Rolf also casually activated the spell model of clear water like a spring, gathering a water snake to come out and entangle the two wolves in front of him.

Following Rolf's control, the little water snake seemed to have infinite power, constantly shrinking its body, as if it was trying to squeeze out all the air in the lungs of the two wolves.

Gradually, they all fell into a state of suffocation, their tongues stretched out like dogs, and their eyes rolled up, looking extremely ferocious.

"Keep walking." Rolf said without looking back, and then followed the guidance of the purple flower pendant to the bushes in front of him.

Looking back, the towering mountains undulated behind him, like an insurmountable barrier. Unknowingly, Rolf had walked deep into the forest.

"You brat, is this magic of yours reliable? I've been flying with you for a long time," Grindelwald shouted on top of Rolf's head.

At this time, they followed the pendant's guidance and walked to a cliff.

The road underfoot is no more than shoulder width, with a huge stone wall on one side and a steep rock on the other side, about a foot wide apart.

The ravine in the middle was bottomless, and Rolf had to carefully lean on the stone wall to avoid losing his footing and sliding down. Grindelwald naturally turned into a bird and flew around him.

Rolf couldn't help but think that it would be nice if his Animagus was also a bird, but the best case scenario would be to learn to disguise himself as an Animagus. That doesn't mean he can change into whatever he wants.

While Rolf was thinking wildly, the light in the sky gradually disappeared, leaving only a faintly glowing thin line, like a silver thread hanging in the night sky.

Fortunately, he had night vision, so he didn't need to free his hands to use fluorescent flashes on this steep mountain wall.

The only good thing about this mountain is that despite the howling cold wind and heavy snowfall in the mountains, the canyon walls are never affected.

Occasionally, a few snowflakes fall from the top of the head, falling on the mountain wall or trail and quickly turning into water vapor.

The temperature here was disproportionate to the outside world, and occasionally he could see heat rising from the abyss under his feet.

Rolf seemed to see flickering firelight on the opposite cliff, and occasionally he could see black shadows of different sizes on the opposite stone wall.

Finally, the road ahead changed. The shoulder-width road divided into two, one went slightly upward, and the other went straight down, extending deeper.

The end quickly disappeared into darkness, and no one knew where the road would lead in the end.But at least there are traces of artificiality here, indicating that prophecy has once again helped guide him on the right path.

Standing at the fork, Rolf had a feeling of being stared at, a feeling that grew stronger as he went on.

It was as if there were countless pairs of eyes looking at him motionlessly in the darkness, making his mouth dry and his scalp numb.

"How dare you not feel that something is watching us?" Rolf asked Grindelwald in a low voice, but the only answer he received was the chirping of birds.

As the altitude rises, the surrounding temperature gradually decreases, and the silver line overhead becomes wider and wider.

Half a quarter of an hour later, a huge cave appeared in front of him to his right. The lower edge of the cave entrance was slightly higher than the road. He raised his legs and stepped into the cave. The light of fire could be faintly seen deep in the cave.

After Rolf entered the cave, he was immediately discovered by the witch on guard. A black gas wall blocked her face.

"Who are you?" A cold voice from the girl came into his ears, but Rolf had no intention of talking nonsense with them. He made a wooden contract with each other and kept them in submission.

"Take me to your stronghold." Rolf ordered. The two witches wanted to resist, but they couldn't muster the strength to resist.

Rolf followed them. There was a burst of fire in front of them and the sound of scattered conversations coming from inside.

Rolf saw a figure squatting by the campfire to prepare food. When she saw the two witches walking in, she first smiled softly, and then said, "Why are you two back?"

But she didn't hear a reply from the two witches for a long time. What greeted her was only a green light shining directly at her face.

Rolf looked around. Except for this witch, there were no other witches around. He couldn't help but ask:

"Are it just you three dream witches?"

After hearing Rolf's question, the woman who was squatting on the ground just now couldn't help but replied: "The other sisters have gone out to collect ingredients and supplies."

Rolf nodded lightly, and then looked at their camp.

Why do these people like to live in caves and stone chambers? First the centaurs tribe, and then this dream witch stronghold.

When evening came, the witches who were busy outside began to return to the camp one after another. Rolf wore an invisibility cloak at the door and cast wooden contracts one by one.

This is high-quality free labor, and they are good-looking and can use magic. It would be perfect to drag them to the demiplane to serve as slaves.

Every witch who had not cast the wooden contract was stunned for a moment, and then a strange thought came to their mind. However, Rolf did not give any orders, so they felt nothing.

After he successfully recovered the last witch, he pulled off the invisibility cloak and revealed his figure.

When all the witch ladies saw a person suddenly appearing in their station, they were all shocked. A woman who seemed to be the leader stood up and asked loudly: "Who are you?"

She was a very gentle witch, with straight reddish-brown hair that was almost waist-length, with mature and charming features. She was so kind that she looked like a big sister to everyone.

What makes those witches strange is that they should be wary of the boy in front of them, but no one casts a spell to attack him.

"Are you all dream witches? Are you the only ones?" Rolf looked around at the thirty or so witches around him. He didn't expect that there were so few of them.

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