Pokémon the Dream: Eevee's Journey of Change

“Boom!”

Just then, a bolt of lightning streaked across the night sky.

The sky suddenly lit up.

Immediately afterwards, lightning and thunder flashed above the dark clouds and strong winds howled.

The terrifying thunder moved around like a silver snake, making people tremble with fear.

The heavy rain poured down without mercy.

“What a hassle.”

A cold voice sounded leisurely.

Ibrahimovic's eyes were fixed on the old man in front of him.

The latter is one of the top masters in the current magic academy.

Dumbledore left.

"What an amazing little guy."

After saying this, Dumbledore let out a long sigh.

There was a glimmer of fighting spirit in Ibrahimovic's eyes.

It is a legendary Pokémon, how could it be afraid of this little magician?

Ibrahimovic's eyes were full of confidence.

It believed in its own strength and thought that Dumbledore was just an ordinary human being and could not compare with it.

however,

Dumbledore's heart was also full of contradictions.

He was surprised by the appearance of Ibrahimovic, but at the same time he was curious about its abilities.

Old Deng fell into reminiscence, his thoughts gradually drifting back to that scene.

At that time, the freshman meeting party had ended and the young wizards had officially started their classes.

He was sitting at his desk, about to stretch, when he suddenly saw an owl fly into the office.

The owl was holding a letter in its mouth, with the three big words "To Ibrahimovic" written on the envelope.

Old Deng frowned, feeling a little strange.

He did not remember ever having heard of a student called "Ibrahimovic".

But looking at the address on the letter, it doesn't seem to be somewhere inside Hogwarts School.

So, he decided to ask the owl for information about the mysterious recipient.

However, the owl just shook its head, indicating that it had no idea where to find this Eevee.

Old Deng couldn't help feeling confused and surprised.

According to common sense,

All letters delivered by owl must pass through his hands.

Because he is the teacher in the school who is responsible for receiving and processing letters.

however,

The addresses in these letters were often cast with a special spell to ensure that the owl could find the exact location of the recipient.

But now,

The owl was unable to find the exact location of Ibrahimovic, which made Old Dumbledore very confused.

Old Deng muttered to himself:

"Could it be that this Mr. Ibrahimovic is not a human? After all, this is the only possibility."

After all, owl delivery services are only for humans.

If Ibrahimovic is not human, then the owl will naturally not be able to find his residence.

This idea made Lao Deng begin to doubt Ibrahimovic's true identity.

Thinking of this, Old Deng decided to use tracking magic to find the trace of Ibrahimovic.

Only in this way can his identity and location be determined.

So, Old Dumbledore hurriedly left the office and went to a place specially used for performing tracking magic.

A moment later, Dumbledore came to a mirror and took out his wand.

He chanted a few mysterious spells in front of the mirror and then waited quietly for the result.

quickly,

A blurry figure appeared on the mirror, but as time passed, the figure gradually became clearer.

When Lao Deng saw the scene in the mirror clearly, he couldn't help but widen his eyes and showed a surprised expression.

What appeared on the mirror was not Ibrahimovic himself, but a handsome fox!

"fox?"

Old Deng frowned and said to himself:

"Strange? How come a fox appeared? Could it be that my magic failed?"

He shook his head, denying his own thoughts.

He knew that magic would not fail easily unless there was powerful magical interference or other unknown factors.

Then,

Why does a handsome fox appear on the mirror?

This put Old Deng in deep confusion.

After all, in the wizarding world, Albus Dumbledore is a professional when it comes to tracking magic!

He raised his wand and waved it lightly in the air. A faint blue light shot out from the tip of the wand and hit the mirror in front of him.

He muttered something and chanted a magic tracking spell, but the fox in the mirror did not change at all.

Old Deng was shocked. Could this fox really be Eevee?

He couldn't help but become curious, what exactly is Ibrahimovic's identity?

Why couldn't the owl find him?

Dumbledore decided to try again. He concentrated, waved his wand again, and muttered something.

However, the fox still appeared in the mirror.

He couldn't help but fall into deep thought, could it be that this creature named Ibrahimovic was not an ordinary human or animal?

Or does it have some special magical power that can interfere with the effects of tracking magic?

As Dumbledore was thinking,

The fox suddenly moved in the mirror and raised its paw, as if doing something?

Old Deng looked carefully and found that there was a piece of paper under the fox's paw, and there seemed to be words written on it.

He couldn't help but be surprised. How could this Ibrahimovic know that he was looking for it and even left a note?

It seems that this is not a simple fox!

Dumbledore decided to go find Ibrahimovic himself.

He took out his wand and cast a tracking spell on the mirror.

There was a flash of light and a blurry image appeared in the mirror, but it quickly disappeared.

"Um……"

Dumbledore frowned.

"How is this going?"

He waved his wand again, trying to increase the power of the tracking magic.

But this time, the scene in the mirror became even more blurry, as if obscured by a powerful magical power.

"interesting..........."

Dumbledore said.

"It seems that this Ibrahimovic doesn't want me to find it. However, this also arouses my curiosity even more."

He put away his wand and after thinking for a moment, decided to take another approach to find Eevee.

He turned and left the office, heading towards the Hogwarts library.

Maybe there would be some clues there that could help him solve the mystery.

at the same time,

The fox in the mirror immediately began to move. It ran around in the mirror, as if looking for something.

Lao Deng followed the fox in the mirror and walked all the way to...

The entire night sky was illuminated.

Through the gaps between layers of clouds.

I could actually vaguely see the shadow of a creature in the sky.

"Bang——~!"

Without any warning, the figure fell down in an instant.

A fox fell down.

It is covered with hair, and the hair on its body is like mud.

The tail is like a soft one, and the round eyes are clever and playful, making it look very cute.

However, its eyes revealed a sense of fatigue and confusion.

It turns out that this fox is Ibrahimovic.

At this moment, it was seriously injured and could not use much strength.

It looked around curiously, trying to understand where it was.

Just then, the sound of two people talking was heard in the distance.

One of them said:

"Brother, look, it's a fox. It should be worth a lot of money."

Another person answered:

"Yes, brother, animal furs are worth a lot of money nowadays."

"This money that comes right to your doorstep should be wasted!"

As the two talked, they slowly approached the direction where Ibrahimovic was.

At this moment, a trace of greed flashed in the brother's eyes. He looked at the fox and secretly calculated its value in his heart.

At this moment, my brother was also a little nervous, but besides being nervous, he also felt a little surprised:

"Now that things have come to this, let's go!"

He knew that such animal furs could fetch a very high price in the market.

This is a great fortune for them.

A sly smile appeared on his face, and he thought to himself: "This fox is really an unexpected gain. I must catch it."

He approached Ibrahimovic cautiously, his heart full of anticipation.

At last,

The two looked at each other, then looked behind them to see if there were any policemen. They nodded at the same time, shouted, and pounced on Ibrahimovic.

"Then come on!"

Ibrahimovic also sensed the approaching danger, and it looked at the two men vigilantly, ready to escape at any time.

"What the hell?