Chapter 112: The Injured Airbird

Rolf was originally confused as to why Ronan refused to lead the way, but when they arrived at the eucalyptus scene together, he instantly understood the reason:

The lush and vast forest had disappeared, replaced by a huge deep pit the size of a lake.

The deep pit was full of fine gullies, crisscrossing, as if it had been cut into hundreds of terraces of different sizes and in different directions.

This certainly could not have been formed naturally or caused by a meteorite fall, it could only be the traces left after the battle between wizards!

Rolf narrowed his eyes, with such a strong destructive power, could it be that Dumbledore and Voldemort really fought here that night?

Would Voldemort really be resurrected?

Speaking of which, with the help of Peter, it would actually be very simple for Tom to be resurrected, after all, the flesh of servants, the bones of his father, and the blood of his enemies were all easy to gather.

Of course, the premise is that Voldemort is not obsessed with giving his first time to Harry, and he must get his first blood, which is really troublesome.

"Rolf, there is something flickering at the bottom of the pit." Shirley suddenly said.

"Let's go down and take a look." Rolf moved the fire crossbow under his crotch and flew towards the bottom of the pit, followed by Shirley.

"Alas, why go down? Such a dangerous place." Ronan frowned and looked at the huge pit. He really didn't want to stay here for a long time, fearing that the guy would come back.

But seeing that Rolf and Shirley had reached the bottom of the pit, he had to follow reluctantly.

Rolf stood on a stone and looked at the scene at the bottom of the pit, and couldn't help being shocked.

A stone fell to the ground and broke into pieces. The broken pieces bounced back into the air and became intact again, then fell down again and broke into pieces again...

"Don't reach out and touch it, it's very dangerous!" Ronan warned terrified.

Of course, Rolf couldn't touch it with his hands. He took out a platycodon seed from his pocket and threw it over.

After the seed fell to the bottom of the pit, it began to take root and sprout, grow slender rhizomes, then sprout tender leaves, and then produce flower buds in an instant, followed by blooming, and finally withering... and turned back into a seed.

It takes a year for a seed to take root, bloom, and wither, but it only takes a few seconds to complete.

This strange phenomenon is like a baby who can only walk, quickly becomes a child, takes one step and grows into a teenager, takes a few more steps and walks through middle age, until he dies of old age, and then returns to the baby state... Over and over again.

Shirley asked softly: "Rolf, do you see any clues?"

Rolf leaned over to examine this wonderful picture, and said slowly: "Time... It seems to be the power of time."

The boy couldn't help but frown. No matter how fierce the battle between Dumbledore and Voldemort was, it would not be able to erase the road and crush time and space, right?

At this moment, the sound of horse hooves came from afar. Rolf looked up and saw a golden female centaur appearing at the edge of the pit.

She was tall, carrying a hardwood bow on her back, with a big sword and two short knives on her side. She was extremely beautiful and heroic, with a murderous look between her eyebrows.

Nymeria, who had not been seen for a long time, was still close to nature in her clothes. She only used clothes woven from vines to cover her chest, but it was a bit heavier. Although it was shaking but not falling, it could not block the majestic scenery that was about to emerge.

Rolf was really going to suggest that Nymeria change her clothes, otherwise it would really affect... daily battles.

After seeing Nymeria, Ronan was like a mouse seeing a cat. He stepped on his horse's hoof and said without hiding his guilt: "Ah, Rolf, it's too late, I'll go back first."

"No way, are you so scared?" Rolf said speechlessly: "She can't eat you."

"Nymeria wants me to help heal the wound of the air-winged bird." Ronan sighed:

"Such a serious injury, I have to steal the best plaster from the tribe, and I will definitely be discovered. Since I can't help, I'd better stay away from her."

"Besides, Nymeria has become a mortal enemy of the tribe, and it's not appropriate for me to be too deeply involved with her."

Ronan glanced at Shirley who was observing Nymeria, and deliberately smiled:

"Rolf, you are different, you should help Nymeria more. Although she was Bain's fiancee before, she has broken up now, so you don't have to have any psychological burden."

"..."

Rolf was speechless. What does Bain's fiancee mean? He shouldn't have any psychological burden... Why does it sound weird?

Shirley also smiled, her eyebrows curved like willow leaves, gentle and graceful, extremely beautiful, she said softly:

"I heard Rolf talk about Nymeria, she is very capable, what she needs is not the pity-like help of others, but equal cooperation... As long as it does not affect Rolf's safety, we are of course willing to cooperate with her."

Rolf looked at the ponytail girl, he smiled knowingly and said: "That's it."

"Okay, Rolf, your little assistant is really well trained by you." Ronan sighed and said: "Anyway, I'm leaving first, Nymeria is here."

Seeing Ronan running away, Nymeria did not chase him. She was not looking for him tonight, but for Scamander.

Rolf was no longer surprised that Nymeria could predict his location. He asked: "Do you have something to do with me?"

"An air-winged bird was injured, very seriously injured, and its wings were cut." Nymeria said with a serious look: "I want you to take it back to Hogwarts for treatment.

"Okay. "Rolf nodded slightly. Even if Nymeria hadn't spoken, he would have gone to help if he knew the airbird was injured.

But as Shirley said, help is help, cooperation is cooperation... Since it is cooperation, Nymeria has spoken, of course she needs to be paid.

Rolf pointed to the deep pit and asked: "Nymeria, I want to know what happened here. Ronan doesn't want to say it, you should know, right?"

"That night, I observed the flames and wanted to see what happened here."

Nymeria shook her head and said: "But it involved Dumbledore and the Dark Lord, and the flames almost burned my eyes."

"But I can tell you one thing." Nymeria smiled and said: "I saw you in the flames, Scamander... You appeared here."

Rolf narrowed his eyes. That night, he clearly took Shirley and Hermione to the Shrieking Shack to catch Peter.

"Are you sure?"

"There are no lies in the flames." Nymeria shook her head and said:

"Of course, I am just a mortal after all, not a god, and I may misinterpret and confuse cause and effect."

Rolf was silent for a moment, and he whispered: "Forget it if you don't know, help me predict another thing."

"What is it?"

Rolf said in a deep voice:

"I want to know... who is the wizard who rescued Peter Pettigrew from the Ministry of Magic? Where is he now?"

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