I, Hogwarts Week Two

Chapter 448 Island

(The previous chapter has been modified)

That's Li Huo.

It is the most powerful fire magic.

The dexterous hound jumped on the sea, lighting up the blooming spiritual flowers.

In an instant, those who passed away! Burning flames.

In the flames, they had no time to say goodbye, so they could only wave their hands, like sculptures frozen in time, watching from a distance as their loved ones drifted away.

The crowd cried out one after another. They were reluctant to leave. To say goodbye again was to tear open the scars that had not yet healed. The originally fuzzy memories became clearer and clearer. People - they can't always remember life. The ups and downs in my life, recalling the past, all I can think of is the happy days with my loved ones.

The pain made people unable to hold back their tears, but Liehuo didn't give them much time to say goodbye.

In the blink of an eye, the sea surface took on a new look, darkness fell, and the purple light disappeared.

Sirius put away his wand, lowered his head and said nothing.

Mr. Basil took out a handkerchief embroidered with green lotus from his pocket and handed it to Zhang Xiaolin, who was silent and looking at the sea.

"Hi-" He didn't know what to say.

As for Miss Zhang, who came to her senses - she immediately snatched the handkerchief away, then turned her head, leaving Mr. Basil with his back.

Mr. Basil, who racked his brains and could not find a word of comfort, could only recall the words of a shaman he had met in South America. "In fact, they have not left. They have always lived in our memories."

The girl remained calm. After a moment, she said angrily, "Do I need your comfort?"

"Humph——" She turned around, her face was as usual, and there was no trace of tears on her cheeks.

"You'd better give Winston the words of comfort you've prepared. He'll cry his eyes out!"

After saying that, the two of them looked at Winston, whose face was full of tears.

The way he looks now is nothing like the naive look he used to have.

Winston has always been fat because for some reason he gained weight no matter what he ate, and he seemed to have accepted his personality as a comedian. He looked cheerful when he saw everyone. Like now, he was crying with tears in his eyes. Yes, I really haven’t seen it before.

"Have you cried enough?" Miss Zhang walked over carelessly, stretched out her hand and patted Winston hard on the back, "How about asking Basil to find an iron bucket?"

"Hey--" Mr. Basil glanced gently at the girl who was so comforting, "can't you say something nice."

"What kind words?" Miss Zhang looked back at him.

"For example...say something to make people feel more comfortable." Mr. Basil touched his nose, feeling a little helpless.

Miss Zhang curled her lips, looked at Winston's red and swollen eyes, and suddenly felt soft. She walked over, hugged Winston gently, and said in a much softer voice, "I'm going to beat you if you cry again."

"."

The emotional emotion that had been brewing in Mr. Basil dissipated in an instant.

"." He rubbed his eyes, and then said in a long voice, "Well... I'm actually feeling quite uncomfortable. Why don't you give me a hug to comfort me?"

"puff--"

He just finished speaking.

I saw that the girl in front of me had opened her folding fan, and with a slight wave, a jet of water as high as a person shot out. Mr. Basil, who was unprepared for a moment, was immediately knocked down by the water flow.

The cold flood poured on him indiscriminately.

After feeling chilled, his whole body trembled.

"Are you feeling better?" Zhang Xiaolin raised her chin and said condescendingly.

"Much better, much better." Mr. Basil casually cast a few spells on himself, and his clothes were dry in the blink of an eye.

And Winston witnessed all this.

Finally smiled.

He looked at his two companions.

The three of them looked at each other and smiled. At this moment, they had never been so closely connected.

On the other side, as the ship continued sailing, the dark sea once again lit up with little lavender lights.

The blooming spiritual flowers floated from nowhere, seemingly endlessly.

But this time, both Sirius and the trio over there were cleaning the flowers quickly.

Just leave a small amount to guide them.

Just like that - things gradually calmed down on the Camelot.

Although there are some wizards who can't help but want to jump off the boat and pick up a spirit flower, this behavior will be stopped by their companions in an instant.

Everyone began to focus on their own tasks. Some were responsible for inspecting the hull, some were responsible for continuing to use magic to contact the Federation, and some were looking for ways to get out of here by opening the "Thousands of Magical Traps Countermeasures" published by the Federation.

In short, everyone is busy, and they make themselves busy.

Because only in this way will the restless thoughts stop.

Camelot continued to drive - about an hour later, at the end of the sea full of blooming spiritual flowers, there was suddenly a touch of green.

As the ship gets closer. A small island appeared in everyone's sight.

It was a small island full of spiritual energy. The forest was lush and extended, the leaves were colorful, and all the tree trunks had veins that emitted blue light like blood vessels.

It is full of energy and magic, and you can tell at a glance that the land here definitely contains miracles beyond ordinary people's imagination.

On the deck, Zhang Xiaolin frowned slightly.

I was a little worried about the sudden appearance of the island.

Immediately, her eyes were cold and she slowly opened the folding fan in her hand.

I saw - on the painted fan made of water and jade made of bones, there were actually two fish swimming around.

That's a fan made of water!

"Back off!" cried Mr. Basil, raising his voice.

A group of wizards immediately left the side of the ship.

All eyes fell on the black-haired girl.

Zhang Xiaolin gently waved her fan.

The two fish in the water swayed their tails and jumped into the sea water.

As it falls.

The volume is also expanding rapidly. In the blink of an eye it was hundreds of feet across.

"It's Kunpeng!" Winston sighed, "I didn't expect to see him again."

"Remember the last time she used Kunpeng to flood an African city." Mr. Basil continued, "She was able to use magic to summon a city with 50,000 people in a place where there was no water, and withstand the forty-degree heat and dryness. City."

"That kind of impact is comparable to last year's Miss Granger, her posture under the stars."

"What you said makes me feel as if I am already old." Winston shook his head and said, "I have to say that the power of this origin magic is indeed too exaggerated."

"The exaggeration is about people, not magic." Mr. Basil said with a wry smile, "I have also tried to practice a few war magics. Being able to blow up a street is my limit."

"With the same spell, which Ms. Rozier can blow up a mountain?"

"The mentor is a legendary wizard. She is not even much weaker than Dumbledore or Mr. Grindelwald. You are really ambitious and ambitious." Winston glanced at Mr. Basil.