Hogwarts players never admit defeat

"I just asked him to go out and fly around. He didn't fly for a long time in school so that I wouldn't be expelled."

Senior Rolf squeezed the cocoon on his hand. If Cheng Zhenle could choose one word to describe the way he looked at the cocoon, it would be love.

After getting rid of the weird male mother's perspective, Cheng Zhenle recalled what her senior had just said and fell silent.

After silence, he asked: "No, when did you let him out? Why didn't I find anything?"

Unexpectedly, Rolf was also very confused, "Didn't you notice?"

"At the beginning when you were observing the terrain at the door, he wanted to fly out and I didn't stop him and he flew away. The next time he came back was when you were just picking herbs." He looked at Cheng Zhenle doubtfully and said, "Actually, he was flying overhead. I've been looking around for a while, maybe you picked it carefully and didn't even notice it."

Cheng Zhenle: "...?"

Before he was silent for a long time, Rolf touched the cocoon on his hand that seemed to be about to move. He said in a cheerful tone: "Have you not seen the way it flies? It's really beautiful."

Following his words, the green cocoon shook a few times.

The Winged Demon unfolded his blue-green wings from the egg sac and flew out.

Seeing the curled-winged demon flying directly towards his face from the front, Cheng Zhenle stayed in place.

At this moment, he made up a lot of brains.

For example, his new senior is actually a villain who tricked him into coming to the Forbidden Forest to commit murder and dump his body. Another example is that his new senior is actually a pervert who tricked his junior into coming to the deserted Forbidden Forest because his magical animals were hungry. , serving his magical animals as snacks.

When the Winged Demon rushed near his face, he subconsciously closed his eyes, waiting for his brain to be eaten, while trying to leave clues before his death with his hands behind his back.

In this way, when the famous detective of Hogwarts discovers his body, he can quickly choose one of the three.

—If Hogwarts had a famous detective.

But what he thought didn't happen. The strange soft touch on his face and Senior Rolf's voice in the distance told him that he was overthinking.

"He seems to like you quite a lot. Please touch him quickly. He wants you to touch him." Rolf urged.

Cheng Zhenle slowly opened his eyes, and what came into view were the large blue-green wings of the Curling Wing Demon.

The green spikes have a strange appearance. Although it is very strange, the whole thing is indeed beautiful. It has a very strange beauty.

"You touch him," Rolf continued to urge: "If you are afraid of being pricked, just reach out and he will rub you with the non-pricked part."

Looking at the vivid beady eyes of the curled-winged demon in front of him, Cheng Zhenle reached out his hand at Rolf's urging.

The Winged Demon felt strange to the touch. He stood there blankly, passively touching this very dangerous magical animal.

Rolf looked at Chengzhenle who was dumbfounded, smiled and shook his head.

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The sun seemed to have climbed higher, and the sunlight tried its best to shine through the trees. This time, the Forbidden Forest seemed not as gloomy as before.

The blue-green 'big butterfly' led the way, and Rolf, holding a hand-drawn map, pointed not far away and said solemnly:

"It must be right this time!"

Regardless of the risk of scratching, he opened the thick thorns that seemed to have grown crazy due to no one coming for a long time, and laughed.

Cheng Zhenle followed and walked over, and what he saw was an island covered with tall trees.

I don’t know if it’s accurate to say it’s an island, but there’s just a slender stream surrounding it.

"Rolf! Be careful. Although the bowtruckle is only 2X more dangerous, they are still very fierce if they encounter an intruder." Cheng Zhenle quickly grabbed Rolf who was eager to rush in.

"Yes, yes, you are right," Rolf stopped and motioned Cheng Zhenle to look at the tree closest to them with his eyes, "We can't go forward directly."

Cheng Zhenle took a closer look and saw that the small branches on the branches of the tree were moving slowly.

It turns out that they are not ordinary tree branches but bowtruckles.

Rolf patted Cheng Zhenle on the shoulder, with a serious expression but a relaxed tone and said: "It's up to you whether you can 'bduct' a bowtruckle next. I'll go and observe. My grandfather's house The bowtruckle ancestor of one family is said to have come from here.”

After saying that, he tiptoed to a tree, took out the insects prepared in his bag, and skillfully pinched the insects with his hands to feed them.

Seeing this, Cheng Zhenle took out the bottle of insects that was originally Lefu's ration from his backpack and walked towards another tree that was also filled with Bowtruckles.

He smiled when he saw the fierce expressions and claws of the bowtruckles on the trees as he approached.

how to say?Not too fierce.

On the contrary, it is a little cute.

He took out his tweezers and picked up the insect.

The Bowtruckles gradually became calmer and obediently accepted every insect that was caught. Even the Bowtruckles from other branches swung to this branch to catch insects.

A bowtruckle that wanted to catch insects for the second time was pushed to the back by another newcomer. Another bowtruckle rolled up a branch and handed it to Cheng Zhenle. It turned out that there was a country turtle among the insects he fed. .

Cheng Zhenle quickly finished feeding the whole bottle of insects. He took the branch and was slightly surprised.

It turned out to be an oak tree.

——Because this branch is very similar to his wand.

"Well, that's it. Are any of you willing to go to the human world with me?"

After finishing speaking, he was stunned for a moment, looking at the beady eyes of these small tree branches, he smiled, feeling funny at his own whimsical idea.

How could the bowtruckle understand human language.

However, to his surprise, a Bowtruckle in the corner stretched out his branches. Cheng Zhenle looked at it in disbelief and surprised, and cautiously stretched out his hands.

The next second, he felt the touch of a branch on his hand.

——The Bowtruckle jumped from the tree onto his hand.

"Not bad, Leo." Senior Rolf's voice came from not far away.

Cheng Zhenle looked back in surprise with a small showoff smile, and saw several Bowtruckles standing on Rolf's body, holding a small camera that he didn't know where it came from.

"Crack-"

Cheng Zhenle is captured in the photo holding a Bowtruckle and smiling silly.

"Hey! What are you doing?"

"Don't worry, it's very handsome. I'll mail it to you when it comes out."

"You are filming secretly!"

"Hahaha, the sun is already so high, you must be hungry."

"Change the subject?"

"Let's go, don't miss lunch."

"You don't know the kitchen?"

"Well...I'll leave first."

"stop!"

Just when Chengzhenle and Rolf were noisily returning to the castle, in a corner that he didn't notice, the game system successfully recorded a CG.

——It’s the panoramic view they took just now.