The transcendent successor of Harry Potter

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December 25th, Christmas.

This day is of great significance to Western countries, and many families will prepare for family gatherings, frame Christmas trees, or exchange gifts on this day, and few people will choose to travel alone.

Even in the wizarding world, this is true.

Today, however, Wilkes is still in France.

France, a place full of romantic love stories, is famous for its wines and perfumes, which both men and women yearn for.

Wilkes was not here for them, of course, but because he had received information that there was a tribe of trolls in the Round Forest in France.

The Round Forest, densely covered with towering and stout pine trees, the ground is overgrown with bushes, the air is humid, and the air is quiet, full of predators, and few people go deep here.

Not to mention on Christmas Day.

Early in the morning, the morning fog is ethereal, and the sky has just broken.

In the depths of the Langde Forest in no man’s land, between the towering tree trunks, a black shadow flew by at great speed.

At this time, the black shadow suddenly grabbed a branch with both hands, circled around, flew to the ground, and finally supported the ground with one hand and landed on the ground.

As soon as it landed on the ground, the figure half squatted on the ground, stretched out a hand, and gently stroked a hole in the ground, and there were still some water stains in the pit.

Then, the figure raised his head slightly and looked at the ground in front of him, and there were also countless potholes on the ground, and they all pointed in the same direction, and the earth and rocks flew on the way, and the water flowed.

“The footprints of the troll, just left…” The figure looked in that direction like a torch, muttered to himself, and slowly got up.

When the faint morning light, through the dense leaves, spills down, can you see the whole picture of this figure.

Dressed in a black outfit with a special pattern of scales, his bandaged left hand was covered with five rings inlaid with black gemstones, and a mask covered his face.

Exactly Wilkes.

Wilkes did not stop, began to follow the footprints on the ground, groped away, and on the way turned the ring on his hand, pulled out a map, and carefully compared it.

“Fortunately, the shopkeeper didn’t lie to me,… Hehe, even in Stenlake, you can’t attack people in the store, I have to let him know the consequences of deceiving me. As soon as Wilkes’ eyes softened, they slowly relaxed.

He’s been here for the third day.

Three days ago, Wilkes was in the black market of Sdenlake, looking around for information about the gathering place of trolls, but almost to no avail.

Until I came across a special shopkeeper, and coincidentally, that shopkeeper was the wizard who controlled the trolls that Wilkes had just seen on the street when he had just entered the black market.

After much deliberation and a thousand galleons, he finally got his wish and got news about the gathering place of the European trolls, which was located in the Round Forest in France.

However, in the blink of an eye, two days have passed, and the environment here is not only humid, but also makes people involuntarily feel irritable, and the most helpless thing is that he has not gained anything at all.

And wearing a dragging wizard’s robe, it simply made Wilkes, in this dense forest full of bushes, unable to walk an inch.

In just two days, because of the bushes and thorns hidden in the shadows, he had already lost three sets of wizard robes.

Fortunately, I finally gained something today.

Troll’s tracks!

Wilkes felt that he should not be far from the goal, and the footprints in this place were still very “fresh” and should be left in a few hours.

He walked through the bushes in good shape, and from time to time he crouched down to check the ground and see more and more clear footprints.

“It’s almost there, the footprints are here, it’s already clearly visible!” Wilkes finally smiled, muttered to himself, looking into the distance with his eyes far away.

Immediately, his movements sped up, and he walked quickly through the bushes, no longer wearing a dragging wizard’s robe like walking on thin ice as before.

Even if it was full of thorns, Wilkes wore it directly, and the clothes on his body were not damaged at all.

Only a wizard who knew the goods very well, after seeing the suit on his body, could recognize that this dress, as a whole, was made of dragon skin.

And looking at the special pattern above, it is still made of dragon skin in dragon skin to defend against the excellent “Black Dragon of the Hirshdyri Islands”.

That’s right, this is indeed a specially made set of dragon skins for the black dragon of the Hirshdyri Islands.

Wilkes has had enough of wearing a dragging wizard’s robe and looking for trolls in the dense forest, and with a deep pocket, he directly waved his hand and traded half of the dragon skin of the black dragon of the Hirshdeli Islands in Credence.

Not only to facilitate movement in the dense forest, but also because the dragon skin of the black dragon of the Hesideric Islands has a very good spell resistance.

This gives him another layer of security.

After all, no one knows what kind of danger he will encounter on this journey, or it is foolproof.

At this time, Wilkes kept pulling away, blocking the bushes in sight, but suddenly, his fast steps stopped abruptly, hurriedly retreated, and his body re-sank into the vegetation behind him.

“This is… A gathering place for trolls!? A flash of greed flashed in Wilkes’ only exposed eyes on his mask, and he muttered:

“Finally found it for me!”

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(PS: How about making up tomorrow?) Shh ）_

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