Chapter 182

Time

a week ago.

It snows heavily in the Scottish wilderness. With a magic wand in one hand and fatil in the other, agraia trudged deep and shallow in the snow.

At the moment, both of them are in extremely poor condition. Agraia's fingers are blue with cold, and there is not much blood on his face. His robes were tattered, his hair was covered with snow, and his ears were frozen out twice.

While fatil's abdomen was bandaged, stumbling and half dead.

In front of them, there was a dilapidated wooden house, probably a building left by a hunter after hunting in summer.

At the moment, more than half a month has passed since fatir was attacked. Half a month ago in the cave, half giant Hagrid stabbed fatil in the opposite direction. Agraia was proficient in magic medicine. He searched for some medicinal materials in the cave, refined a pair of white fresh herbs, and then hanged his father's life.

She hopes to bring fatil back to Hogwarts as soon as possible. But the injury was too serious, and the sudden snow, all she could do was stop and go, collecting herbs while walking, trying to alleviate fatil's worsening injury.

Standing in front of the abandoned hunter's hut, she put down fatil and kicked open the wooden door. There was nothing in the abandoned wooden house, only a little bit of firewood.

"Damn it

Agraia murmured, and she touched fatil's neck.

The pulse is as thin as a thread.

She untied the bag on her back. There were only a few things in the luggage, a gray dragon egg and a few bottles of medicine cans. Dragon eggs were captured from that cave, and agraia was not interested in them.

She took the medicine jar and slowly opened the gauze of fatil's abdomen. The wound stabbed by the half giant was still ferocious, with blood and flesh blurred and visceral peristalsis.

An invisible force pulled fatil up like a puppet and posed him.

As agraia applied the medicine, he saw a dark shadow creeping slowly on the ground. Every time, fatil changed his posture, like a ghost holding him.

After applying the medicine, agraia looked at the medicine jar. There was not much medicine left.

But it's about a week away from Hogwarts, and she has to find some spare hemostatic and myogenic drugs. Otherwise, fatil may not survive this short week.

She arranged the gauze, stood up and looked at the snow covered woodland outside.

She must collect enough healing medicine in a short time, otherwise fatil will probably die in this barren forest.

After making up her mind, she added a handful of dry wood to the fire. Out of the cabin, re-enter the snowy woodland.

Alone in the icy north of Scotland to find medicine, even the wizard, the task is difficult, somewhat inconceivable.

She continued to dig away the snow, trying to find herbs buried in the snow, but often only disappointed. It's hard for a clever woman to make a meal without rice. Without herbs, she can't change the magic medicine out of thin air.

At this time, there was a creaking trample in the snow in the distance. As soon as she turned her head, she stood up straight.

A sound shadow as high as two meters appeared slowly from the snow. It has brown scales, apricot yellow eyes and sharp spines.

It's the Hungarian wasp they rescued. However, compared with half a month ago, this Hungarian wasp is bigger.

After the emergence of the wasp, other rescued fire dragons also slowly emerged from the snow, such as albumen eye, poisonous tooth Dragon... One of them, a fat Swedish short nosed dragon, was holding a twitching elk in its mouth.

The elk was bitten through its belly, and its blood was dripping all over the snow like a enchanting plum blossom.

It was the return of the Dragon hunt that made aglea happy and alert, and happy enough to eat. The alert is that the Dragon Group will not give the deer to themselves.

Sure enough, the Swedish short nosed dragon threw the reindeer on the snow, humming around, looking at aglia.

And the head of the Hungarian wasp looked at aglia, tentatively ejected a fire, apricot eyes, with provocation.

Although the state of fatigue, cold and hungry, but in the face of the dragon group, aglia head high. He looked very solemn. His eyes did not flinch.

She knew that if she was a bit slack in spirit, the dragon group would tear her up without hesitation, and then select a new leader of the dragon group.

The girl and the dragon group had a confrontation for about half a minute, and most of the small fire dragons in the dragon group lowered their heads.

But only the big fire dragons are more powerful and will not give up the chance to challenge the leader's position easily.

After staring for a long time, the wasp put its head out.

"Roar!"

It gave a cry.

Seems to want further action.

Agraia immediately raised her hand and snapped her fingers. An invisible Welsh green dragon emerges from the snow and knocks Hungarian wasps away.

The wasp is in pain and wants to get angry."That's enough," exclaimed agraia

The two words are as heavy as a precipitous one, and the challenger of the leader of the agrarian dragon group quiets down. The Swedish short nosed dragon behind him grunted forward and arched the reindeer in front of aglea.

Agleia breathes a sigh of relief, which means that the dragon group still recognizes her as the leader. In Dragon Society, only the leader has the ability to distribute food.

She drew out a dagger and pressed it on the Reindeer's neck.

"I'm sorry."

She whispered, her head on the reindeer's.

The dagger went into the neck and cut the Reindeer's spine. The Reindeer's eyes relaxed with a cry.

Aglia spits out a white mist, cools her face and cuts a piece of meat from the Reindeer's hind leg. This action even makes her feel phantom pain, but she has no choice.

After cutting the meat, put the dagger back in the waist.

The Hungarian wasp immediately pasted it up. Aglia nodded, touched its prickly head and gave way. The wasp circled the reindeer and bit off one leg heavily.

This action is like ringing the bell for dinner, and the dragons rush up. Watching the dragons fight for food, no dragon cares about itself. Agraia sighed only slightly.

"Damn... It's not human work."

Agraia leaned to herself against the tree trunk and was with the fire dragon. She had to maintain absolute confidence and leadership all the time.

If the Dragon sees that he is dejected, he is afraid that he will be swallowed up every minute. Even the green dragon that is closest to itself is, in essence, a green dragon.

There is no warmth in the social law of dragons, only ruling and being ruled.

After breathing for a while, she took venison and put it on a wooden stick. She found a corner far away from the dragon group and planned to build a fire. Take something and go on the road.

She doesn't want to go on the road with longqun. It's too tired.

So far, her high-profile is pretended. Even the green dragon who is most familiar with herself can't show any weakness.

It's like a poor businessman who goes to the bank for loans. No matter how poor he is, he has to dress up in a bright way. It's sad to think about that kind of brilliance.

The deer meat gradually ripens, and the smell of meat gradually diffuses in the forest. Agraia took the dagger and prepared to cut a piece of venison to eat,

"hello."

A cry came from behind.

She turned her head warily, and saw a man with a bow and arrow walking slowly out of the woods. The man had tangled hair, a green face, a dirty leather glove and a mole cap, and a magic wand at his waist. He was a hunter.

"Well, where did you get your meat?"

The hunter looks at aglea and questions.

When she saw someone coming, aglia immediately stood up and took out her wand vigilantly. This was the first time that she saw a wizard except fatil in these days.

She had to pay more attention to the wilderness.

The hunter, holding his bow and arrow, came step by step to agraia and looked at her up and down.

"It's deer meat. I just lost a deer."

Said the hunter.

Having lost a deer, agraia thought to himself, did he snatch his dragon from him. She looked a little sideways behind her. The fire dragons fighting for food were very vague in the snow.

"I don't know."

Agraia lied and said coldly, "this is what I prepared from home."

"You are such a big little girl, how to come here."

The hunter looked at agraia quietly.

"Lost?"

"Picnics."

"With my friends," agraia said half truely

"Where's your friend?"

"In other places, what's your business?"

"Can I have some with you?"

The hunter pointed to the deer and asked, "I've been away for a long time, and now I'm hungry."

Agraia didn't answer. She held up her wand. The meaning was very obvious. But the hunter didn't leave. He took the initiative to put away his bow and arrow, and didn't draw out his wand. Instead, he asked calmly:

"what do you need? I can exchange it with you."

"Do you have any medicine, Bai Xian?"

Agraia almost blurted out.

"If you have something, you can sell it to me. I'll give you a good price."

The hunter nodded, took out a knife, put it on the deer, cut off a piece and put it in his mouth.

"Of course, but in the camp, if you want, you have to come with me."

"Lead the way." Agraia held up her wand.

"Don't point your wand at me. I'm not a bad person."

The hunter said, "my name is James. What's your name?"Agraia did not answer.

The hunter laughed.

"Well, I don't think you believe it. Come with me