The Lonely Dragon of Hogwarts

A few days later, all preparations were completed.

John set out for the Forbidden Forest with a full cloth bag on his back.

November at Hogwarts was already very cold.

The mountains surrounding the school were gray and covered with ice and snow, and the surface of the Black Lake was as cold and hard as tempered steel.

This kind of scenery was really too novel for John, who had lived in the southern plains in his previous life, had never seen snow, and rarely visited mountains.

He kept looking around and admiring the beautiful scenery all the way.

From time to time, I would step hard on the snow to listen to the crunching sound of the snow being stepped on and see the footprints I left behind.

This behavior makes him look less like an explorer preparing to visit the Forbidden Forest and more like a tourist seeing the snow for the first time.

However, after getting really close to the Forbidden Forest, John quickly adjusted his mentality.

He took several deep breaths, checked the equipment and supplies he carried one last time, and then shouted in the direction behind him:

"Stop hiding, you are all with me!"

After the words fell, there was no response except for some snowflakes that fell from the treetops not far away due to the sound.

John could only draw his wand.

Seeing this, Draco, who had been hiding behind a rock, finally came out.

"Don't... don't do it! I'm coming out!"

Draco said in a panic.

Maybe he dislikes the thick winter robes at Hogwarts as they are too ugly.

At this moment, Draco was still wearing an autumn robe that was not very good at protecting against the cold. He was standing in the snow, shivering from the cold, and his nose was red, and it would twitch from time to time.

Seeing his appearance, John was completely speechless.

He waved to Draco, motioning for him to come closer, and then threw a bottle of orange-red potion over.

"Drink it."

"oh oh!"

Draco didn't hesitate, unscrewed the cap of the bottle with some difficulty, and drank it in one gulp.

Then, his eyes lit up.

This was normal. The potion John gave him was a cold-proof potion. It was specially prepared by John and changed into an orange soda flavor. It was not only delicious, but also effective in keeping away the cold.

"Go back to the dormitory, Draco, it's too cold."

Hearing this, Draco shook his head firmly and said:

"That's not possible, I have to follow you. But, are you going to the Forbidden Forest?"

"This has nothing to do with you," John frowned and said, "Why on earth do you have to follow me?"

Draco didn't speak at this time, and just smiled slightly.

This was actually Draco's plan to win John back.

Although he couldn't find a beautiful girl to set up a honey trap for John.

But he still has himself!

Of course, this didn't mean Draco was prepared to go out and seduce John himself.

Rather, he is prepared to resolutely implement his follower tactics.

That is to say, wherever John goes, he follows him.

There is no doubt that this is a stupid strategy.

But Draco found it useful.

After all, in the past few days since he started to implement this plan, John had no contact with other Gryffindors except for some business dealings with the Weasley twins.

In Draco's opinion, this is undoubtedly the effect of the follower strategy!

"Ugh--"

John let out a long sigh.

If he knew what Draco was thinking at this moment, he would definitely go up and punch this guy twice.

Because the reason why he didn't interact with Michelle and others these days was simply because he was fully preparing to go to the Forbidden Forest.

As for Draco's follower tactics.

It did absolutely nothing except make John feel irritated.

Who would like a person who follows him/her all day long and pops out to chirp a few words from time to time?

Moreover, this guy didn't know what kind of madness he had, and his attitude was so determined that no matter what methods John used, he could not drive him away.

Now, it's the same situation.

"Okay, okay, I allow you to continue following."

John said helplessly.

Draco was overjoyed when he heard this and trotted towards John.

But before he could get closer, John threw the full big cloth bag into his arms.

"What... what does this mean?"

Draco said with some difficulty - I don't know what was in the cloth pocket, it was so big and heavy.

"It's just carrying luggage," John raised his eyebrows, "What? You don't want to?"

"Ah, I am willing, but..."

Draco wanted to say something more, but saw that John had already walked directly into the Forbidden Forest, so he could only speed up his pace to keep up.

The Forbidden Forest is actually barren in winter.

The originally dense forest sea was now completely covered with ice and snow, and most of the magical animals had also entered hibernation, or were hiding in their lairs to avoid the cold.

Under the blanket of silver, the branches of the trees were all drooping, looking very lifeless.

It is unrealistic to collect herbs and the like in such an environment.

But this also greatly weakens the horror of the Forbidden Forest.

At least the sunlight can shine through the sparse branches and leaves.

John and Draco walked through the woods one behind the other.

Draco was beeping all the way.

Fortunately, the big cloth bag he was carrying was too heavy. After walking for a short while, he was already out of breath and no longer had the strength to speak.

And this was why John asked him to carry his luggage.

The two of them walked a few hundred meters deeper into the Forbidden Forest. When the trees ahead became increasingly dense, John finally stopped.

"Why... why don't you move forward?"

Draco threw the cloth bag on the ground, put his hands on his hips and gasped.

John ignored him, but took out the bone whistle Hagrid gave him and blew it hard.

"Ugh-"

The sound was not sharp, but rather dull.

The strange thing is that its penetrating power is extremely strong. John can even feel the vibration of the sound waves penetrating his body and spreading to the surroundings.

Draco looked at the bone whistle curiously, wondering what John was trying to do.

In his opinion, John was simply inexplicable today.

What are you doing in the cold Forbidden Forest instead of warming yourself in front of the fireplace in the middle of winter?

But he had no intention of exploring these issues for a long time.

Because less than half an hour later, a dozen centaurs poured out from all directions and surrounded them tightly.

These guys are almost identical to the images of centaurs in Greek mythology. They are human from the waist up, but below the waist they are strong horse bodies with a long tail trailing behind them.

"Human foals shouldn't roam the forest! This is our territory!"

The leader of the black-haired centaurs said in a contemptuous tone, "Even if you hold Hagrid's token! Get out of here quickly, don't force us to take action!"

As soon as he said this, all the centaurs surrounding John took another step forward.

These centaurs have a fierce appearance, holding bows and arrows, and some have even begun to use their bows to intimidate them.

Draco was startled by this posture and subconsciously wanted to hide behind John.

Then John slowly saluted the surrounding centaurs, smiled softly and said:

"Everyone, please don't be nervous. I come with good intentions and want to bring some warmth and convenience to my neighbors in the Forbidden Forest in the winter.

Yes, you guessed it right, I am a businessman.A businessman who can improve your lives.

Come on, my friends, come and choose whatever you want!I support barter here!

With just a small amount of herbs or furs, you can get the items you dream of! "

After saying that, John opened the cloth bag and revealed the items inside.