Chapter 35

Soon, the chick recovered under the care of Hoffa and Joey.

Dodo is an animal that lives in the present. One night, it forgets the horror of being exterminated. It should eat and sleep.

However, Hoffa can't be like it.

His quality of life is deteriorating.

It's not so easy to become a neglected student and eliminate their bad records.

Every day, in addition to normal study and homework, Hoffa also wanders in the forest and collects herbs. More often, he would patrol the edge of the forbidden forest to check the living conditions of various magical animals in the forbidden forest.

It's a tiring job because there are so many magical animals in the forbidden forest.

There is a rat like morat, which grows up by the lake. He likes to eat crustaceans and has a sea anemone like tumor on his back. Hoffa needs to collect these tumors and supply them to the school hospital.

There are always groups of foxes. They are very small humanoid creatures like fairies, but they have many hands and legs, black hair all over, thick wings like beetles.

Hoffa wants to collect their nails as medicine for the potion class.

(these are Hoffa's most disgusting creatures. They don't do much damage, but they are always flying over your head and buzzing, just like the mosquitoes on the edge of the grass in summer.

On one occasion, Hoffa saw two foxes deliberately mating on his head. He was so angry that he pulled them apart and hung them on the branches.)

Fox is a nuisance, but not dangerous.

Hateful bird is different, this kind of bird looks good, feathers are very gorgeous, orange, lime green, yellow. But its sound can make people crazy.

But Hoffa wanted to collect their feathers, because their feathers were the material of the school teacher's quills.

In the process of collecting, Hoffa almost ran away with his wand because of the annoying song several times. Fortunately, Joey blocked his ears in time.

The only creature that makes Hoffa feel less annoying is the lunatic.

They have big eyes, round bodies and big feet. They are shy and like remote and uninhabited places. They usually come out of the cave to bathe in the moonlight on the night of the full moon, and stand up and dance with two hind legs, leaving complex patterns on the ground. These pictures will mislead future generations of Muggles and make them think that UFOs are making strange circles in the wheat field.

Of course, this lovely creature can't cure Hoffa's bad mood of working, because Hoffa's contact with them is to collect their feces. Their feces are high-quality fertilizer, which can be collected and sprinkled on magic plants, so that the plants will grow fast and strong.

It was not a pleasant job. Every time he collected it, he became more and more dissatisfied with Endor.

This guy cheated himself and left without a word. It's really interesting to leave himself as a coolie in Hogwarts.

Apart from work and life, Hoffa always pays attention to the external information.

Every time Miranda's Daily Prophet arrived, he would come and have a look.

He wants to see news that three black wizards have been captured.

Unfortunately, the Hogsmeade affair continued to ferment, but no one found Schmidt rutrov.

It was as if he had evaporated.

This made Hoffa's heart never settle down, because in the closet beside his bed, Schmidt's wand was still locked.

......

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As October passed by, the cold and humid air around the Forbidden Forest began to cool, and Hoffa's working time in the forbidden forest was coming to an end.

On October 30, outside the forbidden forest, two black horses, big and small, walked slowly along the frosty stream.

It's Hoffa and Joey.

Hoffa rode on his horse, while Joey led his horse, dragged a big bag, and occasionally picked some herbs and threw them into the bag.

As the labor of the Forbidden Forest includes patrolling, the patrol area is very large, so Hoffa learned to ride a horse this month, which is a free tutorial given by Joey.

It's not a good job to patrol on horseback. After the freshness at the beginning, Hoffa's buttocks are often bumped and hurt, and his crotch is worn out. He can't even walk with his legs together.

Fortunately, today is the last day for him to work in the forbidden forest. After today, he can return to a more relaxed and normal school life.

Of course, the premise is that Joey can score more than one good score on Hoffa's score sheet.

Hoffa has no doubt about this. After all, we spent a month together. The relationship between the two is pretty good.

But today, on the last day of the two men's patrol, Joey's condition is very bad.

I saw him walking in front of the horse, and from time to time he would mechanically bend down and grab some plants and throw them into the bag, numb as if he were a puppet.

Hoffa didn't know what was wrong with the old man, half seriously and half jokingly.

"Hey, Joey, did you sign my list?""Well Well "

Joey answered absently, plucking up a few weeds and throwing them into the bag.

Hoffa on the horse frowned slightly.

"Well Did you rate it as excellent? "

"Well Well

Joey still has no spirit, replied perfunctorily.

Hoffa stopped trying. He stopped Joey with his horse.

"Well, what's the matter with you?"

Joey hesitated for a moment, then slowly asked, "Talas is dying. Would you like to give him a ride with me?"

"What?"

Hearing the news suddenly, Hoffa was moved.

Taras, that old Thunderbird is dying? He still remembers that a month ago, the Thunderbird helped him to block the arrow of the Centaur and save himself once.

When he was working this month, every few days or so, Joey would take Hoffa to the forbidden forest to look after the Thunderbirds. After the first surprise, he gradually adapted to the big guy.

It has a good temper, but basically does not move, and does not eat or drink. It's too old and too weak.

Hoffa knew that the big bird might not last long, but he didn't expect it to last less than a month.

Joey: "the cold weather in England made it very painful. It decided to end its life ahead of time."

"Of course, I will." Hoffa said.

"Not only to go, I need you to do me a favor."

Joey suddenly made up his mind and gritted his teeth.

"What's up?"

"Thunderbirds are very similar to Phoenix. Every time they die, they are actually the beginning of a new life. But the only difference between them and phoenix is that they will eliminate their memory and soul before they die and give birth to a offspring that has nothing to do with them. "

With that, Joey's eyes hardened.

"I can't communicate with it directly, but you can. Your spirit is higher than ordinary people, no one can persist in the magic illusion of horse people for so long. I hope you can help me communicate with Taras once, so that it does not lose its soul. At least, leave a little memory. "

Hoffa was stunned. He didn't think it was the request.

"You want Shall I have a word with Taras? "

Joey: Yes, I don't want it to forget me. For more than 30 years, I've gone through countless adventures with it, and if I can, I don't want it to

"Doesn't it understand you?" Hoffa asked.

"It understood, but it refused my request. If you can, I'd like you to have a try at last." Said Joey.

Hoffa nodded. He just said a word to the bird and did nothing.

But Hoffa didn't know how to talk to birds. He didn't know what Joey would do.

They rode along the path to the glade.

Last time I came at night, I couldn't see clearly. This time it was day. Hoffa saw it clearly, but he also felt desolate.

The Thunderbird that saved itself once is no longer in good condition. It is even worse than the last time. It is basically protruding. The skin of the whole body is gray, extremely thin, and the skeleton is thick and complex. Like a pair of fossils with skin, the ground is covered with bird hair.

When the cold wind blows, its abdominal cavity fluctuates slightly.

It looks like Hoffa is also distressed to see, maybe it is a good thing for him to get rid of it earlier.

Joey leads Hoffa to Thunderbird. The old Thunderbird's consciousness is already blurred. He is not aware of their arrival. Joey grits his teeth and touches the body of Thunderbird. He pauses for a while and says something.

In the air, an inexplicable magic wave began to flow.

While singing, Joey took out a knife and cut the loose skin of Thunderbird.

A drop of blood gathered at Joey's fingertips.

Then Joey cut off one of his little fingers with a knife.

This action made Hoffa take a cold breath, arched his instep and got goose bumps.

Shit!

What does this man want to do? He doesn't blink when he injures himself!?

The blood gushing out of his little finger is integrated with the blood of Thunderbird.

The inexplicable wind began to howl.

Several meters apart, Hoffa can feel the powerful magic power contained in that drop of blood.

Joey's face was so pale and his hair was as yellow as ten years old.

It was as if taking out a drop of blood had consumed all his strength.

He went up to Hoffa and took Hoffa's hand.

Kneeling on one knee, he applied the blood on the back of Hoffa's hand, and drew a mysterious eye pattern with the blood.

Hoffa felt a little chilly.

Just a word with the bird, as for the spelling?

After all this, Joey was so weak that he almost fainted: "this It's an ancient ritual magic that allows you to communicate with the soul, you Ask Taras if you can keep a little memory for me. Even a little. "Hoffa nodded: "I see."

"But remember to come back before you close your eyes. If you can't see it, don't force it."

Hoffa could not understand what he said.

Come back?

I'm clearly in the forbidden forest. Why do you say it like going out of the woods.

Hoffa: where do you want me to go

"It's local..."

Joey hasn't had time to finish.

Suddenly, the Thunderbird on the ground twitched.

Joey pushed Hoffa away and pressed the old bird's beak.

"Come on, old man. I'll take good care of you. " He said.

In general, the dying Thunderbird stood up with all his strength, raised his head high, six huge wings to block out the sun, and could see a little of the old style.

He held his head up and his throat was surging up and down.

Finally, it spits out a sticky egg the size of Hoffa's head.

This exhausted all the strength of Thunderbird, it fell to the ground heavily.

As he lay dying, he rubbed his head against Joey's side two times feebly and intimately. He watched Joey gasp, and his deep golden eyes were full of sadness.

Josh knelt by the beak and stroked his head.

After a few seconds, the big bird stopped breathing.

The golden eyes lost their luster.

Joey knelt still and buried his head in each other's neck.

Hoffa was sad to see all this.

Who said that animals have no feelings? Sometimes the feelings between people and animals are more sincere and simple than the feelings between people.

However, before Hoffa was sentimental for a few seconds, the bloody eye on the back of his hand seemed to be alive. It blinked.

After that, Hoffa immediately felt his eyelids weigh more than a thousand.

He fell to the ground with a plop, as if someone tugged his hand hard. His eyes lost their blackness, leaving only pure white.

An invisible door suddenly opened, and a strong wind threatened Hoffa's consciousness.

Then, his consciousness followed the mysterious force and crossed the overlapping space.

Countless worlds flashed before his eyes, and countless planes brushed and lined up at his feet.

It was as if all around him were old-fashioned film.

Hazy, Hoffa suddenly felt that this feeling should be very similar to flypowder, although he had never used flypowder

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Finally, when he finished falling, he stood on the solid ground.

A bone chilling wind came to him, as if it could blow him to the death of God and form and eliminate nothingness.

He shivered suddenly and put his arms around his shoulders, almost screaming in pain.

But soon, the meditation of Milarepa Walker in his body began to work automatically, over and over again.

The dark thoughts, like warm blood, poured into the cold body and resisted the merciless cold wind.

Hoffa's spirit began to condense again and again. The pain brought by the chill and cold wind gradually disappeared. Finally, he reluctantly opened his eyes.

At the first sight of the place, he was stunned.

In front of us is the endless ice and snow abyss.

Ice blue is the main color here, and cold wind is the only climate here. The slanting snow and ice came from the empty and dark sky and went to the bottomless abyss.

Everything here is hazy and inexplicable.

Hoffa held out his hand and a snowflake fell on his hand. He saw the picture of a boy wearing a crown for his birthday. The picture lasted for a few seconds and disappeared with the melting of the snowflakes.

I saw a few more films. They were all different.

Every snowflake here represents a memory.

Wiping the snow off his hands, Hoffa looked around with wide eyes.

He is standing on a bridge at the moment.

It's a huge, straight stone bridge.

It comes from the ethereal place and leads to the other side of the unknown. At the end of the other bank, there is a huge and vague Eagle shadow, which is too big to be described in words.

It looks left and right and leaks some light, which is the only light in the abyss.

Hoffa opened his mouth wide and felt something behind him.

Look around.

I saw a naked eye with a diameter of one meter on the bridge deck behind me.

The naked eye floated in the air with some bright red tentacles, and in the pupil of that eye, Hoffa could see the Forbidden Forest of Hogwarts.

That's where he came from.

At this time.

Know the sea.

The long lost system prompt sounds again.