The Wind and the Wings of Hogwarts

“They haven’t given up,” Savannah said.

Yes, the Green Knights have not given up.

Soon, one after another, human figures formed by the confluence of water streams resurfaced.

First came the human figures, then the horse figures; the neatly arranged square of knights re-formed, still galloping behind the small boat.

Seemingly having learned their lesson, they no longer manipulated the water flow to create waves, but simply followed from a distance.

"Do they have any other tricks up their sleeves?" Scott asked.

Savannah shook her head. "I don't know. The records I've read don't describe the Green Knights in much detail."

"Perhaps they have already given up?"

Scott first said it casually, then frowned and denied his guess.

"No, they want to gather more power."

As the small boat passed, more and more green knights emerged from the water and joined the cavalry formation.

Before long, the square formation that originally consisted of only a few dozen riders had grown into an army of hundreds of riders, and the number was still increasing.

"Is there any hope left if things continue like this?"

Savannah stood up, leaning on her long wooden cane, and looked behind her.

"Perhaps we should eliminate some of them first."

"It's ok."

Scott remained seated calmly.

"Let me see just how many they can gather."

Upon hearing this, Savannah sat down again.

"Looks like you haven't shown your true abilities yet?"

She looked at Scott with curiosity.

“After all, they can only manipulate water,” Scott said with a laugh. “Once you turn water into ice, they can’t do anything about it.”

Savannah nodded. "That's true. If you could freeze this swamp instantly, we could even walk across safely."

At this point, she smiled slightly at Scott.

Can you do it?

“I can’t do it,” Scott said, “but Ymir can.”

“Ymir?” Savannah looked at Edgar and Sirein. “Is she the same as them?”

Scott shook his head. "No, it's a giant alchemical doll I obtained from a secret realm, made by an ancient wizard."

Savannah didn't ask any further questions. "In that case, I'm relieved."

After that, the two of them remained silent, watching the ever-growing number of cavalry formations behind them.

At this point, Scott had no way of calculating the number of Green Knights on the water.

All that could be seen were the same figures; the army of green knights had the momentum of a stampede of ten thousand horses.

"It's starting," Savannah reminded them.

The surging waves took shape once more, and the Green Knights once again joined them.

This time, the wave is not just one wave, but one wave after another, each one higher than the last.

The once clear water has now become murky.

One wave after another rolled forward relentlessly, easily affecting the small boat's voyage.

At this point, the small boat had begun to rock violently up and down, like a helpless leaf.

Scott also extended his left hand.

The teardrop-shaped ice-blue gemstone on the left index finger of the ring shines brightly.

The light, like flowing ice crystals, outlined a tall and majestic figure in the air.

The surrounding temperature dropped rapidly.

The illusory figure materialized, and Ymir, clad in full ice armor, appeared.

When its feet touch the water, the water instantly freezes into ice.

Ice freezes extremely quickly, almost instantly from the surface to the bottom of the water.

Ymir's enormous body stood steadily on the ice.

Without it making any move, the ice surface began to spread rapidly.

"call……"

Scott exhaled a puff of white air.

The waves that had been surging in from behind had stopped moving and had completely turned into glaciers.

At this moment, the small boat was also frozen on the ice.

“Next, let Ymir take us there.”

Scott stood up and immediately released Edgar and Sirein from their summons, watching their figures gradually fade away.

Then, he jumped off the ship, stood on the ice, and freed the frozen battle alchemy doll, thus dispelling the summoning.

Ymir turned around, knelt on one knee, and slowly extended her right hand.

Scott called out to Savannah and jumped onto Ymir's palm.

After Savannah jumped up, Ymir placed them on his shoulders.

Then, Ymir strode off in the direction Savannah had indicated.

As it moved forward, the entire swamp gradually transformed into a glacier.

No more Green Knights have appeared.

"Originally, I planned to keep something in reserve."

"On Ymir's shoulder," Scott said to Savannah.

He didn't plan to summon Ymir so soon; instead, he intended to use her as a trump card to catch her off guard.

"But those green knights are really annoying."

He didn't want to expend too much magic and energy. If he relied solely on Edgar and Sirein, although they could also deal with the Green Knights, it would be much slower.

Savannah glanced at Scott, then turned to look ahead. "Your heart isn't at peace."

"Thank you for reminding me."

Scott took a deep breath.

The cold air entered his lungs through his respiratory tract, gradually cooling his emotions.

"I should have remained calm."

He turned to look at Savannah.

"You are much calmer and more composed than before."

Even during that meeting on the island of Melanie, Savannah hadn't changed like she has now.

Savannah said softly, "The Druidic practice requires me to merge with nature."

Scott nodded.

During this meeting, he sensed a significant change in Savannah's magic.

Her magical properties are undoubtedly closer to nature. In an environment like a magical forest, even Scott's magical perception would not easily detect her magical fluctuations.

Out of curiosity, Scott added, "I've heard that because druids often need to transform into beasts, you also need to retain your wildness."

Are you curious?

Savannah turned to look at him.

Suddenly, her eyes underwent a significant change.

Her eyes were no longer as clear and ethereal as before, but rather like those of a wild beast, filled with the savage aura of a predator.

At the same time, the nature of her magic also underwent some subtle changes, becoming even more difficult to discern.

"Oh……"

Scott let out a meaningless sigh.

"That's it."

Savanna blinked, her gaze returning to normal.

Scott looked once again at the endless swamp ahead.

Seeing that the journey was still long, he turned to talking about the "Tower of Babel" that he had built.

"Are you druids interested in participating in our ideals for a new world?"

Savannah did not answer.

She just gave Scott another strange look.

"I never imagined that you would one day strive for such a grand ideal."

Scott said, "It seems you figured out what kind of person I am a long time ago."

Savannah nodded slightly.

"Intelligent, cunning, indifferent, selfish, and confused."

Scott smiled nonchalantly.

"It seems that there are more bad things than good things."

“To most people, that’s how you are,” Savannah said confidently. “Of course, you behave differently when you’re with friends.”

Scott only cared about the last word she said.