He had not encountered a patrol team of men and horses along the way, which made Zhao Mai's doubts even more intense. He stopped several times and entered a green dream, but saw that the scene of the thriving tribe of men and horses had always been. He told Xiaohua this question.

"You keep rushing, I'll go into the Green Dream to check it out. If you find a problem, I'll come back to tell you." After Xiaohua finished speaking to Zhao Mai, she patted Adu's head: "You must protect the flowerpot and also protect yourself!"

They have entered the deepest and darkest area of ​​the Forbidden Forest, and the trees are old and dense, and have already made them fight each other. Although the war between the trees is slow, it is also cruel and fierce. They strive to raise the canopy and strive for more sunshine upwards; they entangle and pull the opponent's branches with thick and heavy branches, hoping to make the opponent overturn; their roots fight under the soil, trying to push the enemy's roots out. Therefore, the ground is full of squeezed and pushed high, and there is no flat and easy place to be found.

Zhao Mai and Dogian have the best physical fitness. Ado stepped a long way, and the raised roots did not affect him. The branches on his head were the big problem. He kept touching his head, hitting the iron-wood helmet and making a "bang" sound, accompanied by his puzzled "Ado? Ado!" The most troublesome thing was Barbara Flamel. She quickly lost her energy and stopped behind the team and shouted pitifully. Zhao Mai shook his head, picked up the wand, summoned a rope, and circled her, and then used a floating technique, dragging her away as a balloon. Barbara giggled, thinking that this way of travel was too interesting, but she didn't expect Zhao Mai tied the other end of the rope to the neck ring of the reserved food.

"There are only people walking the dog, where are people walking?" She danced in the air and protested loudly.

"Just just think you are walking your dog while flying. If you don't want to, you can get down and walk, but we won't slow down and wait for you." Zhao Mai shrugged, "You are not physically strong, can you blame others?"

"My broom was broken, otherwise I wouldn't be so tired. You guys are all monsters, they are obviously wizards, but they can leave. Do you still want to be Templars?"

"A strong body is the most basic, even a wizard should do so. However, I think you'd better be quieter and spend more energy to pay attention to your head. The top of your head is full of branches, and it will still hurt when you hit it. There are many insects and small animals among the leaves, some of which are poisonous. They dare not bite me, but you are not listed."

This sentence can indeed calm Barbara until milky white mist begins to float in the woods, and she starts to say nonstop again. At first, the mist only flows at the height of her feet, and then slowly accumulates to the knees, and it tends to continue to spread upward. In addition to water droplets, the mist also contains a faint magical energy, constantly drilling into Zhao Mai's nostrils. The mental power barrier that protects thinking is constantly attacked, and the mist wants to confuse Zhao Mai's mind and make him lose his direction.

He waved his wand and summoned the wind with the natural force. Unexpectedly, the fog was quite tenacious, and the breeze and gusts could not blow away it. Continuing to increase the wind would be seriously hindered by the trees in the forbidden forest. Zhao Mai simply tied everyone together and led the way himself. In this way, even if someone was affected and lost his direction, he would not leave the team and get lost.

Passing through the foggy area, it was the core territory of the people. Xiaohua also came back at this time, and she could not see the problem of the green dream. However, it was possible to know with the naked eye that something was wrong: after the foggy area, there were traces of battle everywhere: broken javelins, arrows shot on the trunks, mottled blood. Zhao Mai looked at the ground and found that in addition to the hoof prints of the people and horses, there were also wider and heavier footprints on the soft moss. It was not surprising that it was left by the troll.

"This is a battlefield, why are there no corpses?" Barbara, who was floating in the sky, became nervous and asked. But without anyone else's answer, she thought of the answer herself. How could a creature like a troll waste the corpse? It must have been packed with it or eaten.

"It is very annoying to fight with creatures like trolls. If they find enough food, they will cut a troll in the team into pieces, wait for it to generate many small trolls, and then feed them with food to quickly expand the number. So the battle with trolls is to fight protein."

"What is protein?" Barbara kept pricking her ears and listening, and would ask when she didn't understand. However, Zhao Mai didn't answer her questions very much, especially when she noticed something was happening around her.

"Don't move, you're a young man, not very threatening, you just need normal alert." Zhao Mai waved his hand and said to Dogian: "The gun is up, be careful of fire."

"Is it okay to go up? I'm still in the sky!" As soon as Barbara finished speaking, Zhao Mai lifted the floating curse and let her float slowly down.

The two little horses appeared in front of Zhao Mai, about the same height as Zhao Mai. Adult horses should be about two meters and twenty to two meters and fifty. If they are taller, they can reach two meters and seventy, and their body lengths are almost the same. The two little horses held the short javelins used by adult horses, just like holding a spear. They worked hard to muster up the courage and straighten their chests: "This is a glorious land for people and horses, and the invaders must leave quickly!"

"I am a student of Hogwarts. I came to the Hogwarts tribe for friendly visits. I am a friend, not an invader." Zhao Mai said to the two of them: "Can you tell me what trouble you are in? Who did you fight with?"

"It's a wizard!" Two horses suddenly threw the javelin in their hands and flew towards Zhao Mai's chest. Although they were young, the horses started training in javelins since childhood, and the accuracy was indeed not bad. However, they were still weak, so the javelins flew slightly slowly. When Barbara just exclaimed, Zhao Mai had already used his spiritual power to hold the javelin in the air.

"Wow, it's so exciting." Barbara wanted to come over and touch the javelin in the air, but was blocked by Ador, pouting and feeling a little disappointed. She looked down at her broken wand, feeling a little resentful, "If the wand is not broken, I can do that." She thought to herself that she would bring more than two wands in the future. Even if some of them would be less convenient, it would be better than not to use them.

The man and horse baby soldier looked at each other, immediately separated from the left and right sides, took out the javelin from the armed bag behind him, and continued to throw it. "Don't shoot, just protect yourself." Zhao Mai ordered Dogian. And Ador took a step forward, erected the huge tower shield, and protected Dogian, Barbara and himself like a wall. Zhao Mai pointed at the opposite side. The roots of the tree on the ground rose, the branches above his head drooped and vines drooped, and directly entangled and bound the people and horses that were constantly jumping forward. No matter how hard they struggled, they could not escape.

Seeing that the situation was not good, another horse immediately wanted to escape. Zhao Mai waved his wand and cast a spell on its butt, leaving a strange smell. "Aliang, remember this smell, and you will find the gathering place for the horses to follow."

"Wang!"
Chapter completed!