All things are three at Hogwarts

"How could he do this?" Hermione watched helplessly as a living troll suddenly turned into dust in front of her, feeling a little incomprehensible.

"I think he is controlled by the Guthias tree. Therefore, once the Guthias tree inside is burned, he will not be able to continue to live in this world. If the two tree-turned people were not killed by us, , the end should be the same as this giant monster," Allen speculated.

After waiting outside the cave for a long time, the sound of the fire burning and crackling inside gradually stopped.

After waiting for a while, Allen listened carefully, and there was silence inside.

"I'll go in and take a look." Allen walked in first.

Everything was scorched black, and as far as the eye could see, it was empty. Only the residual heat in the air announced what had just happened here.

"Huh?" Allen walked towards the location of the Gusiyas tree.

Under the scorched darkness, a dark hole was revealed.

After Allen's detection, he heard no unusual sounds. He slowly slid down the hole, and finally held on to the edge of the hole with only ten fingers.

He glanced at the situation below and let go, feeling the cold, damp air whizzing by his ears.

He falls, falls, falls, and then

A particularly bright room appeared in front of him.

The original gorgeous granite reliefs on the walls of this house have been basically broken, and large and small stones are scattered on the ground.

A large statue of a woman towers on the west side of the room. The statue's deep-set eye sockets emitted brown light, casting a dark shadow on the ground.

"Eris, the goddess of misfortune." Allen looked at the nameplate engraved under the statue and knew the identity of the statue.

Allen looked at the face of the statue. The more he looked at it, the more familiar it became. He couldn't help but mutter to himself, "It's different from the ones I've seen before. This statue is obviously older. The crown on its head makes it look... A bit like Rowena Ravenclaw.”

Allen's eyes were fixed on the crown on the head of the statue.

The brown gem in the center of the crown had a faint flash of light, and Alan captured this keenly.

Allen stretched out his wand, pointed it at the gem, carefully controlled the force, and dug it out of the crown.

Allen has seen many treasures, but he still can't help but be obsessed with this gem.

Brown light flashes on the gemstone from time to time, indicating that it is unusual.

With its earthy tones, it is pure and flawless.

"This is the fourth gem I have. I wonder what it does for you?"

Allen put the gem into the storage grid and used the system to identify it.

"The gem of Eris has a miraculous effect on the growth of plants." Allen thought of the garden in the tower and looked forward to it.

Putting the gems in place, Allen looked around. There was nothing worth noting.

This trip was worthwhile. Allen felt that in addition to his nickname of "score controller", he might also be able to add "gem collector".

After meeting up with Hermione and Luna, the three returned the same way.

The return trip is much faster than the trip here.

In that prison, they took Taragon with them, who was still very weak.

Taragon was extremely excited to see Allen and the others. He didn't want to stay here any longer.

This place will remind him of those depressing and despairing memories.

"My companions, are they okay?" Taragon asked hopefully.

Allen shook his head and remained silent.

Taragon bowed his head and did not cry, but people could feel the indescribable sadness in him.

When passing through the territory of the trolls, Allen thought there would be some trouble.

After all, Drogon is following Luna now and is unwilling to return to the cage as a holy dragon. But what I didn't expect was that the entire troll territory was empty.

The group did not relax their vigilance until they came to the dark area pointed out by Mibo that could lead to the outside world.

The passage leading to the Dark Territory is in a mess, with intertwined and chaotic huge footprints, some overturned living supplies, traces of things being dragged past...

"It seems that the trolls have temporarily evacuated." Allen said.

"It should be Mibber. He must have told Yosdayel about our strength and Drogon's affairs." Hermione guessed.

"We have no intention of liquidating." Allen shook his head. It would be best for them to stay away and avoid trouble.

They left the underground castle smoothly and came to the Great Rift Valley.

On a narrow platform filled with gravel, gravel and small animal bones, a sapling was thrown to pieces.

"Its branches and leaves are the same as those of the Gusiyas tree. Compared with those withered saplings, it is like a child that has been carefully raised. It has lush branches and green color. Even if it has lost its life now, it is still full of color." Hermione leaned down and observed the sapling with fallen leaves.

"This may be the reason why Bellick tried his best to hold us back. He wanted to buy time for the sapling to escape." Allen sighed.

"But it still died here." Hermione said.

"This mark?" Allen looked at the scratches on the sapling, "It turned out to be it."

Alan laughed. Hermione and Luna looked at him confused.

"That Quasai Demon, it caught these traces." Allen explained.

"Look at the scratches on the rock and the gravel scattered around it. This sapling must have been pushed down by the Quasai Demon." Allen speculated.

"Cut!" The Quasei Demon appeared on the edge of the cliff above them, dragging its bat-like wings.

Then it laughed and ran away quickly.

"Hermione, Luna, let's go too." Allen shrugged and ignored the Quasai Demon.

"Drogon?" Luna had already walked out of the platform, but Drogon still stayed in the darkness, refusing to move forward.

Luna opened her light silver eyes wide and did not urge.

Drogon stretched out his head tentatively, and the sun shone on its head and into its eyes, and it retracted instantly.

"Drogon, it's safe." Luna stood in the sun and took a few steps back.

Drogon watched Luna walk away, growled a few times in dissatisfaction, and then moved his steps little by little, gradually approaching her.

The moment it stepped onto the platform, it couldn't help but flinch, but it still bravely approached Luna.

"Good boy, Drogon." Luna showed rare enthusiasm and joy, gently stroking Drogon's head.

"Drogon, fly." Luna opened her arms, looked into Drogon's eyes with her light silver eyes, made a few flying movements, and then climbed neatly onto Drogon's back and patted its wings with her hands. .

Drogon roared, flapped his wings, carried Luna, and flew forward, spreading his wings and hovering quietly in the sky.