A magical journey that begins at Hogwarts

They dug a pit in the ground, covered it with a thick layer of leaves, and then started a fire.

clatter! clatter! clatter!

Just as Aaron was preparing to eat dinner, the sound of horses' hooves caught his attention.

He pricked up his ears and listened carefully.

This wasn't the sound of just one horse's footsteps; there were at least seven or eight more horses chasing closely behind.

But that's not important; what matters is the person riding the horse.

Tonight will mark the end of his three-day wilderness survival journey, but he won't be able to last much longer if he continues.

He didn't care what these people did, but he absolutely couldn't let them get away, otherwise who knew how much longer he would have to wander around in this primeval forest.

Thinking of this, Aaron forgot about finishing his meal and chased after the horse following the sound of hooves.

It's impossible to outrun four people on two legs, but Aaron did it with ease. His steps were light, yet he stayed close behind the caravan, constantly getting closer to the leader.

But gradually he realized something was wrong. The young man in the lead seemed to be in a panic, not planning his route at all, and was just trying to shake off the seven or eight people behind him.

"Damn it! We're being chased!"

"I'm so unlucky to run into this mess," Aaron said dejectedly. He needed these people to take him to a human town, but the problem was, who should he help?

He can no longer even tell which side is good and which side is bad.

If the group with more people is the good guy, he will definitely stop the fleeing young man without saying a word. This way, he can punish the wicked and promote the good, and also take the opportunity to steal a horse, making his journey less arduous.

But if the majority is the bad guy, he has to think twice about whether to help the young man.

Saving him wouldn't be difficult, but doing so would inevitably offend the forces behind those seven or eight people.

Judging from their attire, these people are elite soldiers, and behind them are either nobles or royalty.

He was new to this place and unfamiliar with the people and things. Offending these powerful and influential people would do him no good at all, but would only bring a lot of harm. Even a powerful dragon can't suppress a local snake!

"What a troublesome thing!"

Aaron patted his forehead and decided to check the situation first.

If that person manages to escape, capture them first, then extract information about this world from their mouth.

If he fails to escape... help him out first, then catch him. Let's take it one step at a time!

boom!

At this moment, the young man had left his pursuers more than a hundred meters behind, but before he knew it, a piece of broken wood hit him in the face and he fell off his horse.

One of his feet was caught in the stirrup, and he was being dragged along by the horse.

Upon seeing this, Aaron's lips twitched involuntarily.

No wonder when his ancestor Gerst taught him driving skills, he warned him that the most important thing in driving was to be observant and attentive to his surroundings. At the time, he didn't take it seriously, but now it seems he was too hasty.

The living examples are right in front of us!

This guy was in a traffic accident just by turning his head; he was dragged along the ground by a horse, and it looked painful.

However, he was quick-witted enough to pull his right foot off the stirrup.

The young man lay on the ground, panting heavily, savoring the feeling of surviving a disaster.

"The opportunity has come."

Just as Aaron was about to go over and subdue the man, two dwarves wielding swords emerged from the roots of a tree not far away, startling him so much that he immediately hid behind a tree.

Dwarfs? There are actually dwarfs in this world?

Aaron's emotions were in turmoil. Could it be that this world, like the previous one, was controlled by several powerful races?

A dwarf rushed toward the youth, seemingly intending to kill him.

But when he was less than a meter away from the young man, he stopped, his murderous expression now showing a hint of surprise and astonishment.

Just then, the pursuers arrived. The dwarf gave the young man a deep look, then turned to another dwarf and said, "Take care of him."

After saying that, he charged towards the pursuers all by himself.

Another dwarf approached the youth with a sword drawn, and the youth seemed to realize something, quickly reaching out to grab the ground.

However, what he grabbed was not a longsword to protect his life, but a white horn.

"No!" The dwarf cried out in alarm, trying to stop him, but it was too late.

Woo!

The melodious sound of horns echoed through the forest.

The dwarf didn't care about anything else and struck the young man on the head with the hilt of his sword, knocking him unconscious.

He didn't kill him, but simply dragged the young man toward the tree hollow.

boom!

A sword sheath suddenly struck the dwarf on the head, and he collapsed to the ground, his vision going black.

"This is what they call 'the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.'" Aaron looked at the unconscious young human and the gloomy-faced dwarf, still feeling quite pleased with himself. Buy one get one free!

Without any hesitation, he pulled the two into the tree hollow and erased all traces as best he could.

The sound of horses' hooves drew closer, and the pursuers stopped here.

"He was just here a moment ago."

"They may have escaped deep into the forest, General. Should we continue the pursuit?"

The general hesitated for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "Let's talk about it when we get back. This forest is more dangerous than we thought."

"Capturing even one mythical creature is enough for us to report back to His Majesty."

The group turned back, but this time, his horse carried a black sack, the contents of which were obvious.

......

Aaron looked around the tree hole; the inside was much larger than it appeared from the outside.

It has a living room, bedroom, and kitchen—small but complete. Except for the lack of a bathroom, it's practically a budget version of Bag Bottom Hole.

Aaron tied the dwarf and the young human tightly, then sat down in a chair, tapping his fingers on the table as he muttered about the information he had just obtained.

"Forest...danger...mythical creatures..."

Humans have a certain reverence for forests, but not much, and this reverence is slowly fading.

Dwarves are likely mythical creatures who hide in the forest, afraid to be discovered by humans.

"In other words, humans currently dominate the world, while other creatures have hidden themselves away, barely surviving in some desolate places."

But the ruins he discovered were in the forest, and the kingdom was ruled by four humans...

Could it be that humans and so-called mythical creatures could coexist peacefully hundreds of years ago, but everything changed drastically after that kingdom was conquered by pirates?

goo~

Just as Aaron was patiently deducing history, a growl from his stomach interrupted his thoughts.

He then realized that he hadn't eaten dinner yet. Three days of wilderness survival, with every day spent either on the move or on the road, had taken a huge toll on his physical strength, and he couldn't afford not to replenish his energy in time.

But when Aaron reached for his food bag, he found nothing, and his face instantly fell.

I was so focused on chasing these people that I left all our food supplies, including wild fruit, in the pit we dug earlier.

goo~

My stomach started to protest again.

"What are you yelling about? Are you the only one who's hungry? Aren't I hungry too?" Aaron grumbled, then started rummaging through the kitchen.

But these two dwarfs were in dire straits. They searched the entire kitchen, even taking out Captain Jack's compass, but in the end they only found a small bowl of rice and a few pieces of hard bread.

"After all, we're in the wild, so let's just make do with what we have. At least it'll fill our stomachs."

Chapter 426 Interrogation: The Ceiling of Combat Power with a Question Mark

puff!

A glass of cold water was splashed on the young man's face, and he groggily opened his eyes.

He instinctively reached for the wound on his face, but the binding of his hands jolted him awake.

Who are you? Where is this place?

"And what was that...dwarf who attacked me?" The young man's calm voice carried a hint of nervousness.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

Aaron couldn't help but clap his hands. "Good question! That's exactly what I want to know."

Before the young man could react, a cold longsword was already pressed against his neck.

"Name?" Aaron asked coldly.

“Caspian.” The young man’s lips twitched as he added, “The Tenth, Caspian X.”

"Judging by his appearance, he's someone of status, either a nobleman or royalty!" Aaron looked him over with amusement and continued, "Gender?"

"what?"

Caspian looked completely bewildered.

Does this person have an eye problem? Is that even a question?

"Didn't you understand? Or do you want me to see it myself?" Aaron gave him a disdainful look. "Damn, what a pervert!"

Even a handsome 15-year-old like me felt the urge to wash my eyes.

“Male, male, I’m a male,” Caspian said hastily, then seemed to realize something, “You’re only fifteen?”

"Isn't it similar?"

"No, I mean, it's a bit inappropriate for someone to kidnap someone at the age of fifteen!"

Aaron nodded and let out a long sigh, "There's nothing I can do, I'm in a difficult position too!"

Caspian breathed a sigh of relief; this boy seemed to still have a conscience. "How about this, you let me go first?"