Looking into the rabbit's blue eyes, Hoffa understood immediately.

Transfiguration, damn it.

The guy riding the dragon took off his mask and turned Aglaia into a rabbit.

He almost rushed forward to rescue Aglaia, but he couldn't because there was a thin magic thread tied to the rabbit's head.

That man set a magic spell on Aglaia very covertly. If he takes it by force, he may not be able to take it away.

Such a cautious guy.

Hoffa didn't dare to ghost walk directly. He was afraid that the magical fluctuations generated by the ghost walk would arouse the opponent's alert. The simple encounter outside had already let him know that the opponent's ability was far beyond that of ordinary wizards.

He lay on the narrow bridge and looked at the scenery as if nothing had happened, focusing only on the man with his peripheral vision.

The man stroked the rabbit's head and walked forward calmly and calmly.

In front of him were the group of wizards holding wands and floating large boxes. He stopped the group of wizards holding wands to deliver goods.

"Wait a moment."

The group of wizards stopped and looked at the ordinary-looking man in front of them.

"What's this."

The man pointed to the big iron box and asked, "Why is it so hot around here?"

The wizards holding wands were stunned for a moment. Before they could speak, a goblin jumped out of the crowd.

"Hey, just stay there and don't interfere with our work at Gringotts!"

"oh."

The man muttered something and walked sideways.

The moment he walked sideways, his right hand slid to his waist and touched the handle of the wand.

At the same time, Hoffa, who was pretending to look at the scenery on the narrow bridge, also seized the moment when his attention was distracted and entered the ghost walk.

As soon as the man grabbed the handle of the wand with his right hand, he became alert and looked behind him.

In the blink of an eye, a figure walked out of nothingness and grabbed the "rabbit" in the man's arms.

The man's eyes suddenly widened, and the magic spell binding the "rabbit" turned into a sharp steel wire, cutting Hoffa's fingers.

However, Hoffa's fingers turned into iron hands the moment they touched the rabbit, shining with cold light. This was the human body transformation that Osilvia taught him.

The steel wire left two white marks on Hoffa's palm, and he grabbed the "rabbit" by the ears.

The man looked at the iron hand extending out of the void and turned sideways very quickly. The surrounding space fluctuated violently, and his whole body twisted into a whirlpool.

With a soft crackle, he disappeared directly from the spot.

The iron hand also disappeared from where it was.

In less than a tenth of a second, the two played games several times, and then both disappeared, as if nothing had happened.

The Gringotts goblin who was escorting the big iron box seemed to sense something. It turned its head, rubbed its eyes, looked at the place where the man had apparated and disappeared, and muttered.

"Two people? Am I dazzled..."

The man apparated with a crackle to the narrow bridge on the upper floor. At this moment, there was nothing in his arms. The "rabbit" had disappeared. He was lying on the narrow bridge, frowning and looking down the bridge, his eyes narrowed.

There was a thin seam.

In his last sight, a gray-haired boy fell rapidly. The moment their eyes met, the boy disappeared into the air and lost his trace.

No matter how he sensed it, he couldn't detect the slightest trace.

"Interesting." He said lightly with a smile on his lips.

...

...

In the shadow world, Hoffa spreads his wings on his back. After gliding to the ground quickly, he retracts his wings on his back.

Breaking out of the ghost walk, he crossed his arms, his heart beating like a drum, and looked back while running.

The man didn't come after him.

He ran to a corner filled with containers and looked at the shivering rabbit in his arms. The rabbit had a wound on its hind leg and was bleeding.

There is no doubt that this is a transformation technique, and it is a very advanced transformation technique. Hoffa touched the rabbit's head and closed his eyes. The mental force field covered the rabbit's body.

Gradually, the rabbit's limbs lengthened, her head became larger, and silver hair grew out of her head.

Aglaia had just returned to her human form, and before she fully recovered, she hugged Hoffa tightly, her teeth chattering.

"It's okay, it's okay."

Hoffa hugged Aglaia and patted her back with his palms, his face pale. If he hadn't reacted quickly enough and had a little understanding of transformation, she would have been abducted by that weirdo today.

He touched Aglaia's head, which now had a pair of rabbit ears. Hoffa's transformation spell had not yet been completely resolved.

Obviously, the other party's attainments in transfiguration are even higher than his own.

But compared to the pair of rabbit ears, the wound on Aglaia's leg scratched by the dragon is more important.

He leaned down and tore open the bloody wound on the opponent's leg. There was a two-finger-long gash there, and blood was oozing out.

Aglaia leaned on Hoffa's shoulder and whispered: "There is medicine in the bag."

At this moment, she calmed down. Hoffa immediately opened his bag and took out a lot of bottles and cans. Fortunately, he had been an intern at St. Mungo's for a month and was very familiar with various trauma drugs. Soon

, he found a bottle of fresh food.

He lifted Aglaia's leg and applied some fresh juice on it. As soon as he fell on it, Aglaia's body tensed up and she took a breath of air. The flesh and blood from her wound quickly squirmed and recovered.

"Do you know the Restoration Charm?" Hoffa asked. He didn't have a wand, and he didn't know the Restoration Charm.

Aglaia shook her head: "My wand was taken away."

Hoffa was stunned.

"It doesn't matter, just use the skin lotion."

She pulled out a small bottle from the pile and handed it to Hoffa.

Open the bottle and put a few drops of the clear liquid on her legs.

There was a hissing sound and white smoke billowed out.

Her wounds were like dirty mud, being washed away by the medicine, revealing the flawless white skin underneath.

The scene looked very comfortable, but the hook-like fingers on her shoulders showed that she was not relaxed.

After a while, Aglaia let go of his hand, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and sat aside with his knees in his arms. He looked at Hoffa without blinking.

The two sat in a pile of broken boxes at the bottom of the crater without saying anything more. This reckless journey was not that easy for both of them. Reaching the end in this way seemed to be what they expected.

Slight deviation.

"We should go slower, right?" Aglaia muttered, hugging her knees.

Hoffa raised his head and saw her blue eyes looking at him without blinking. He suddenly found that the flow of the whole world seemed to slow down, as if someone had turned down the gear of the world's speed and adjusted his senses very much.

sensitive.

He began to smell the faint smell of sulfur in the air, and began to see colorful glass crystals shining in the wrinkled rocks. They looked as beautiful as the gem tunnels dug by the seven dwarves.

Some trumpet-shaped flowers bloomed on the broad-leaved plants at your feet, and there were some strange stamens in the flowers. Those stamens twisted slowly, looking quite enchanting.

He hadn't noticed these things just now, but now he happened to notice them, and even the fairies walking around became cute.

What a strange magical secret place, Hoffa thought to himself, why didn't I appreciate it at all just now?

He really wanted to sit here for one hour, two hours, three hours, or four hours, without thinking about those messy things. He didn't even want to get the rewards that came with the system itself.

"Heilzburg, I heard that this wizarding town was founded less than ten years ago."

Hoffa noticed the other person's eyes, pointed around awkwardly, and asked: "What kind of stones are these?"

Aglaia looked along Hoffa's finger and said: "Maimechiite, olivine is a phenocryst, the matrix is ​​black volcanic glass, and sometimes contains a small amount of titanium pyroxene microcrystals."

Hoffa had no idea what she was talking about, but surprisingly, after experiencing that kind of fear, he didn't even mind the other person saying some useless words.

But Aglaia did not show off his knowledge reserves as usual. After finishing speaking, he looked at Hoffa. The look in his face made Hoffa feel a little hot. He immediately pointed to another different stone and asked: "Then

What is it?"

Aglaia took a look and said: "Pirate is often produced at the bottom of the basalt system and often coexists with picrite basalt. Most of the rocks have a porphyritic structure."

Hoffa couldn't understand a word, so he quickly laughed and echoed: "Yes, yes, it's very fancy and pretty."

"Well, the phenocrysts are mostly olivine, and there are also a small amount of pyroxene, plagioclase, hornblende, and metallic minerals, so the color looks very nice."

"Yeah, uh, haha."

Hoffa laughed dryly.

He couldn't think of anything to say, and he already guessed what Aglaia wanted to ask.

Sure enough, she asked: "What happened to you when you were at that half-giant's house?"
To be continued...