The Transfiguration professor at Hogwarts is always up for business

Hagrid and Ernie exchanged a look in tacit understanding, and protected the little wizard on their way home.

Aini went to the depths of the Forbidden Forest again.

No way, even though Bain hates him, he can't hang on to him all the time.

"Mr. Bain, do you think I should take out the drawing board now, or untie you?"

The joking words that were enough to make the centaur furious before did not receive any feedback, and Bain was like a large fruit hanging on the tree without moving.

Ok?

Aini waved his wand to untie the vines, and after thinking about it, he still caught him with a levitating spell.

Fortunately, he interrupted the centaur's free fall, otherwise Baine would have returned to the embrace of nature with a high probability in his current state.

Aini tapped Bain's cheekbones with his feet, and found that the skin and flesh here were congested and raised by at least two centimeters, and the whole head was enlarged, with a depressing purple-red glow.

He forgot that centaurs and humans have different structures, and the mass of the lower body is far greater than that of the upper body.

This body proportion makes the lower head bear more pressure when hanging upside down. If it weren't for the horseman's good physique, he would have suffered from severe cerebral hemorrhage before he was lowered.

He rubbed Bain's eyelids open with the sole of his shoe, and his eyes were red, and the position of the pupils could no longer be distinguished from the extremely congested eyeballs.

Not sure whether Bain was worth saving, Aini cast a healing spell apologetically, smoothed the bark that the centaur had scratched when he struggled, walked to the tree where Bain was lifted just now, and gave it I poured some self-prepared medicinal liquid as compensation.

"Thank you, I made this for Gedia before, I hope you like it too." Aini caressed the tree trunk, he could feel the joy from the other party, and his mood also became happy.

Unlike the outer areas, most of the magic trees in the depths of the Forbidden Forest have developed spirituality. Although they are far behind Gediya, and have not even formed a complete self-concept, they can be considered to have the conditions to produce spirituality.

At this time, Aini thought of the Christmas trees that were felled in the auditorium last Christmas, and suddenly felt very distressed.

"Thank you, caretaker of nature, Sylvie is proud to have touched your breath."

"Who?" Aini looked around, but he didn't notice that there were other people nearby.

After circling the vicinity again, Aini still didn't find any traces left by other people.

Suddenly, Aini looked at the big tree just now with a feeling, walked over again and put his hand on it.

"Is it you? Sylvie? Are you this chestnut tree in front of me?" Aini concentrated his thoughts and passed on his thoughts, and this time he received an echo.

"I am Sylvie, this chestnut tree is me and not me, or every tree in this forest is me but not me." A soft female voice came into Aini's heart, It also calmed his restless heart due to the accident just now.

Sylvie already means forest in Latin, and Aini thought it might not be just a name.

Sylvie, really refers to this forest. She is the aggregate of the will of all the trees, just like a beehive. The trees in the Forbidden Forest seem to be independent individuals, but in fact they are all Sylvie. a part of.

Different from Gediya's individual evolution, a collection of wills like Sylvie seems to be another effective way of evolution for a category such as trees that are not easy to produce self-awareness.

"Natural caretaker, please don't be sad for me. The individual that the half-giant cut down is insignificant to me, and no matter which individual is taken out of the forest, the spirituality on it will return to me."

Hearing this, Aini breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't want to see the rare tree spirit in front of him get hurt.

"Sylvie, why do you call me the caretaker of nature? What is nature?" Aini guessed that it should have something to do with his own affinity, maybe he is really a person who is favored by nature.

"Nature is everything in the world. She is not the only one, nor is it eternal, but nature is endless. As long as there are patrons, she will not perish."

"A caretaker of nature is a person who cares for nature. Just like you, you will be sad for the withering of trees. People who care for nature will also care for you."

The answer Aini got was different from what he had imagined, but more reasonable.

If you don't pay, why should you think about gaining first?

"Thank you, Sylvie, you can call me Aini." Aini was very comfortable communicating with an existence like Sylvie who is similar to the spirit of nature, but he still held back and asked: "What will our communication be?" Did you do harm?"

"Of course not. Aini, I don't reject communicating with other creatures, but you are the first person who can communicate with me since I left chaos and became conscious. I am very happy to meet you."

"Me too."

"Touching any tree in the forest can contact me. See Aini tonight. Maybe you need to deal with something. The guys on the ground are about to wake up. Goodbye."

"See you tonight, Sylvie."

Withdrew from the spiritual link, Aini walked towards Bain.

Mr. Ma Ren's panting was much louder, and he was trying to open his eyes to look over at this time, his red eyes looked really scary.

He found that the wizard in front of him was different from the ones he had encountered before, and he didn't seem to care about his own life or death at all.

This made Bane, who liked to die in front of other Hogwarts professors, suddenly want to survive.

It's a pity that he couldn't pronounce a complete syllable at this time, so he could only convey to Aini with his eyes, save me, save me, save me!I can still be rescued!

But these eyes were naturally absorbed by Aini after the wonderful transformation of the crimson pupils——

Kill you, kill you, kill you!Master Bain will kill you!

So through the red perspective, Bain found that Aini did not come to rescue him as he wished, but instead circled around a few trees, looking for something.

In Aini's view, the centaur on the ground is hopeless, not because of his body, but because Bain's will to resist the wizard is too firm. Even if he is let go this time, the belief that the centaur hates the wizard will definitely cause trouble. Big trouble.

If a little wizard who broke into the Forbidden Forest was hurt, it would be a big trouble for both Hogwarts and the centaur tribe in the Forbidden Forest.

Instead of this, it is better to solve the problem now.

Putting his hand on the big tree beside him, Aini sent a message.

"Sylvie, is the relationship between the centaur and you good?"

"It's optional, just do as you like. I hope you try not to hurt the Bowtruckle. Of course, I know you've never done that. Everyone who knows you likes you."

"Okay, see Sylvie later, the cutie over there is not growing well, I'll go help it."

Taking the palm away, Aini decided to add some nutrition to the apple tree opposite. The horses are larger and the pit needs to be dug deeper.