The Wind and the Wings of Hogwarts

Scott said, "You'll find out."

Medea chuckled, "They really don't want to suffer any loss."

Scott did not respond further.

"Do you want her to go in?" Savannah asked her quietly.

"Hmm?" Scott looked at her. "Why would you ask that?"

“Because you hesitated,” Savannah said.

Scott laughed. "Let's take a gamble."

With that, he turned and walked toward the passageway.

"Wait for me."

Savannah followed closely behind him.

Upon entering the passage, Scott's vision went black, and he found himself still standing in an oak forest, with Savannah behind him. The passage had vanished without a trace.

"This is the outer perimeter."

Savannah explained while observing her surroundings.

"The passage brought us here, but we can only return once we reach the center of Avalon."

Scott asked, "What if Medea comes in?"

Savannah said, "You will be randomly teleported to a certain place, which will be on the outskirts, of course."

Scott nodded. "So, we might not even meet when we reach the center?"

"That's it... this way."

Savannah quickly chose a direction and led the way forward.

Scott followed behind her.

They then continued walking through the oak forest.

Scott looked at the repetitive scenery around him and lost his sense of direction.

If it weren't for Savannah leading the way, he might have lost his way long ago.

Scott glanced at his watch and found that the hands on the dial were spinning extremely fast; he had undoubtedly lost his precise sense of time.

Fortunately, there seemed to be no other danger in the oak forest, and they continued on their way without seeing anything else but oak trees.

With his wristwatch malfunctioning, Scott could only estimate the time.

About half an hour later, Savannah stopped walking.

"What's wrong?" Scott asked.

"Didn't you sense it?" Savannah countered.

Scott shook his head.

"Looks like this place isn't very friendly to you."

Savannah laughed, and at the same time, she raised the long wooden staff in her hand and slammed it hard on the ground.

In an instant, several thick vines burst out of the ground, twisting and twisting as they sprang to the surroundings.

"Ow..."

The howling of wolves rang out.

"Wolf?"

Scott frowned and drew his wand.

At that moment, a pack of gray wolves silently emerged from behind the trees in all directions.

Unbeknownst to them, they had already been surrounded from afar.

These gray wolves were enormous, almost the size of a bull.

Only after they actually appeared did Scott sense the immense magic within them.

"How is this going?"

Why is my magical perception failing?

“This is Avalon, the holy land of the Druids,” Savannah said. “Here, enemies can only be sensed by the power of nature.”

"I see."

Scott stopped worrying about it and watched the wolf pack slowly closing in.

"So, should we kill them?"

He asked Savannah about this druid.

"of course."

Savannah raised her long wooden staff again.

As she chanted the short incantation, more thick vines burst forth from the ground, coiling towards the wolf pack like agile pythons.

The wolves howled fiercely.

Some wolves were entangled in the vines and lost their freedom, while others used their massive bodies to nimbly evade the vines and charged toward the two of them at full speed.

Scott was about to make a move when he sensed Savannah's magical fluctuations.

So he lowered his hand that was holding the wand.

The next second, Savannah slammed her long wooden staff heavily on the ground.

Suddenly, even more vines sprouted from those vines, densely intertwining into a net that instantly wiped out all the gray wolves.

Immediately afterwards, sharp thorns sprouted from the vines that were entwining the gray wolf.

In an instant, the wolf howls in this oak forest turned into mournful howls.

"I thought they had magic."

Scott looked at the gray wolves who clearly possessed magic within them, yet did not display any magic at all.

Savannah said, "Their magic only makes them stronger and their claws sharper."

Chapter 556 Swamp and the Green Knight

"Let's go."

Savannah turned around and continued walking forward.

Scott continued to follow behind her.

"Those wolves seem to lack intelligence; they're just wild beasts?"

“They were originally wild beasts,” Savannah said. “They only gained magic by living in the sacred place.”

Scott then asked, "So, there must be a lot of wild animals here?"

"Indeed, there are many."

As Savannah spoke, she suddenly looked up.

Scott followed her gaze and saw a leopard of similar size lying on an oak tree, watching them intently.

Scott silently raised his wand.

The oak branch where the leopard was perched seemed to come alive instantly, binding it before it could even react.

The leopard immediately roared and tried to break the tree branch with its claws.

Its claws and teeth are extremely sharp; with just a turn of its head, it snapped a tree branch in two.

Seeing that it was about to break free, Scott shook his wand again.

"Fragmented"

Magic formed an invisible blade, which Scott easily slit the leopard's throat with a single move.

As blood flowed, Scott and Savannah both moved away.

As they continued on their journey, they encountered many wild beasts.

These wild beasts are generally huge and fierce; even herbivores will attack people.

Their advance was slowed down considerably because they had to deal with attacks from these wild beasts.

Soon it was noon, but they still hadn't left the oak forest.

"This forest seems to be larger than your Sea of ​​Oaks."

Scott sat on a tree root, watching the sizzling meat roasting over the campfire, and handed Savannah a bottle of Butterbeer.

Upon entering Avalon, Scott discovered that the Eye of Odin was inaccessible, so they could only have a picnic.

"It will take us a whole day to get out of this forest."

Savannah reached out to accept the butterbeer, uncorked it, and took a rather hearty gulp.

Scott took out another bottle and took two gulps. "Legend has it that Avalon is surrounded by swamps, forests, and mist, and can only be reached by small boat."

Savannah nodded. "The legend is true. After passing through this oak forest, we will reach the swamp."

She took out a small knife and skillfully sliced ​​the roasted meat into pieces.

Scott casually turned the wooden blocks into plates and cutlery.

"The ship issue is now in your hands."

She handed Scott the plate of roast meat.

"Thank you. As for the boat, of course, that's no problem."

After a hearty meal, the two rested for a while before continuing their journey.

As they moved forward, Scott asked curiously, "Shouldn't druids be able to tame those wild beasts as helpers?"

“I can do it,” Savannah said, “but there’s no need; they’re still too weak.”