People are in Hogwarts, and werewolves block the door at the beginning.

But even so, Imau still had the leisure to joke with her.

This old bitch.

"That's why I brought the chosen light warriors with me!" May waved her fists, trying hard to suppress her anger.

"Then prove it to me." As Imau's voice fell, the strong wind around the tornado suddenly stopped.

The next moment, streaks of lightning began to fall around the van.

Where it fell, there were vegetables as big as a van in its place.

The van was surrounded by a hill of huge carrots, cabbages, green peppers, pumpkins, white radishes, onions, red peppers, watermelons, and squash.

Garth's eyes turned green.

Even the earth.

The same is true for the newly joined Domino and Othello.

Although Team Light is not as poor as the original future, it can even be considered wealthy.

But when it comes to food, Mei from the long-eared tribe is reluctant to spend money.

They can make it themselves, why waste the money?

This actually works.

The long-eared people's food-making magic can produce more than just carrots.

Just like the vegetables that Imau made today, food-making magic can do the same.

Even meat is acceptable.

Bajir can guarantee that he did not "wish" for the second creation, and he could make fried chicken legs bigger than Hagrid's by using the original long-eared tribe's food-making magic.

Bagir guessed that the reason why this did not happen was because the long-eared people were vegetarians.

But May is different.

Although her crucible contained all the magic books of the Long-eared Tribe.

But she herself doesn't actually like to watch it, and the reason why she has the status of one of the three great magicians is mainly due to her talent.

Plus, she particularly likes carrots, and all the wizards on their heads have them embroidered on them.

So, every time she and Kolikoli made something, they would make carrots.

Although this single diet is rich in light energy, it will not cause malnutrition. It is even beneficial to improve one's own light energy.

But except for her and Kolikoli, the rabbi of the Gaol tribe, everyone else couldn't stand it.

Bagir could change, but he himself doesn't eat here.

The various evil-flavored stews in Enuma's boudoir are his meals in this world.

I have to say, it tastes great.

"It tastes delicious!" Gus had already pounced on a huge strawberry.

Seeing more and more fruits and vegetables around her, May couldn't help herself anymore.

"Have you shown some sense, you crazy old man!"

Hoo ho ha ha ha!

There was laughter coming from the tornado.

"You're still the same, May."

"Hurry up and let us pass!" May replied unhappily.

The laughter rang out again.

Except for the strawberry that Gus was chewing, all other fruits and vegetables turned into purple smoke.

"I'll open the door now, don't be so angry."

A black hole appeared out of nowhere where the tornado was close to the ground.

Garth finishes off Strawberry Leaf.

The bunny-eared van drove into the tornado.

After driving past, the wind wall behind me disappeared in a flash.

Looking back, there are endless plains and craters.

"Is this the barrier? It's magical." Othello exclaimed as he stuck his head out.

He and Domino began to figure out how to use the magic to start a real estate business once the rabbi learned it.

This idea came to me when I saw Bagir's traceless extension spell.

But Bajir's magic requires some wizard bloodline, and light energy, that May said everyone has.

As the two of them were daydreaming.

Everyone else has gotten off the bus.

Looking around.

Gass looked up and saw the same blue sky and white clouds, and he could even see the earth and the sun.

“Is this inside a tornado?”

“Incredible,” Dadi murmured.

Mei looked around with a tense face, "Imawu, where are you?"

That laughter sounded again.

The next second, a banyan tree that seemed to be hung with countless twinkling stars appeared in front of them.

Then, the star disappeared.

Only bare branches and exposed roots are left.

Then, an outline made up of starlight appeared out of thin air behind May.

"Long time no see, May."

The outline is gradually filled in with the sound.

The person who appeared was an old man with four long gray beards.

He must like bell peppers as much as May likes carrots.

The hat on the head is shaped like a yellow pepper.

There is also a big green pepper embroidered on the yellow robe that wraps the whole body.

"Are these kids the Light Warriors?"

The eyes behind the round lenses looked at everyone.

“Everyone has a good look.”

(Othello and Domino puffed out their chests)

"We found so many Light Warriors in such a short time."

Wait, so many!

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6!

No, count again.

1

"Mei, how come there are 6 people besides you and Kolikoli?"

He began to wonder if he was just dazzled by fatigue.

"Are they all Light Warriors?"

"We are Lord Rabbi's men!" Othello and Domino walked behind the Rabbi.

"What about you guys?" Imau thought, these four people all look like light warriors.

The tallest blond young man has boundless light energy, and is extremely divine and holy. He must be the summoner of the Light Messenger.

The remaining three children.

The light energy of the slim black-haired boy is like the pulse of the earth.

The light energy of the shortest black-haired fat boy is like a gentle breeze.

The light energy of the tallest of the three, the light-blond, long-eared boy, was like a winding river or sea.

Imau: I can’t tell the difference, I really can’t tell the difference!

He couldn't help but get closer to Dadi, trying to figure out who was the light messenger between Dadi and Bajir.

Then he noticed the rabbi's ears.

"You are. Your ears?"

May didn't want to reveal the identity of the Rabbi Gaol tribe.

She floated over and said, "It seems that this child came into this world when he was still young due to some strange combination of circumstances."

"That's not the case." Imau broke out in a cold sweat.

He never expected that there were still Gao Er people alive on the surface.

In other words, even though they had the magical technology to go to Earth, they insisted on staying on the surface of the moon where there was no air or water.

This is such a deep hatred that is engraved into the bone marrow.

Imau shuddered.

He would never allow the vengeful and "deeply sinful" Gao'er tribe to enter the holy land of Luna!

"No."

He placed his hand on the rabbi’s shoulder.

"You must not go to Holy Land Luna!"

"You say no, so it's no?" The rabbi narrowed his eyes.

Unlike the original future, the rabbi has already accepted his identity.

So when Imau said this, he was more looking for the reason why Imau.

Othello and Domino behind him also rolled up their sleeves.

In their minds, a series of power struggles, love and hate among the long-eared people flashed through their minds.

When the throne was vacant, the aging and powerful ministers opposed the prince who was studying in a neighboring country to return home and inherit the throne.

Is there any need to guess the reason?

Just as the tension was growing and a fight was about to break out, May stretched out her hands.

“YA RO RE PA PA!”

A wave of light appeared between Imau and Rabbi, separating the two.

"That's enough! Imau!"

"The Rabbi is the summoner of the wavebender."

"He is Ramas's grandson."

"Ramas!" Imau's body trembled.

As soon as he heard his best friend's name, his attitude softened instantly.

"Well, you can go to the Holy Land Luna."

"You're smart!" Othello and Domino snorted.

"Who is Ramas?" the rabbi was very excited. "Do you know who my parents are?"

"Lamas." Imau fell into memory, "He, I and Mei are known as the three great magicians of the Long Ears."

"When the evil tribe invaded, he stayed behind to stop them. He bought us some time."