On the other side, the young Professor Quirrell was wandering quickly in the dark forest.

Although he is not very good at apparating, he still has some experience with flying skateboards.

Standing on the black flying skateboard, Professor Quirrell floated about one meter above the ground, focusing all his attention on perception.

While being cautious, he carefully looked at the surrounding environment.

Since he didn’t quite know the specific location of the cochineal oak tree and mantoka, and only knew a southeast area, Professor Quirrell didn’t dare to go too fast at this time, for fear that he would overlook some areas if he was too fast.

Discover.

Half an hour later.

Professor Quirrell has gradually penetrated deep into the dark forest.

In the past half hour, he had only explored a small area. Strictly speaking, he had just arrived at the edge of the southeastern area.

Yesterday, in that hotel, Professor Quirrell also asked the boss, but unfortunately, the other party did not know the information he wanted to find.

The dark forest is huge.

Moreover, in the depths of the dark forest, the strange aura force field can even distort the direction and even restrict flight.

It is said that in the depths of the dark forest, there is a strange energy field that will unconsciously affect people's five senses. Even high-level magicians still cannot avoid it and fall into the force field trap of the dark forest, like a maze.

Same, there is no escape.

However, before coming, Professor Quirrell specifically consulted that that weird force field trap had some peculiar external characteristics.

For example, the fluctuation peaks of the surrounding spiritual energy will be wider than those in the outer areas of the forest. Under the influence of this strange force field, the surrounding plants will grow in strange and strange ways, and even animals and ferocious beasts will behave in strange ways.

Something special.

But when it came to the specific characteristics, the bearded boss just smiled mysteriously, saying that he would definitely notice it if he encountered it, without giving any details.

While recalling the words of his boss and Quines in his mind, Professor Quirrell suddenly trembled when he was flying over a certain place. He quickly stopped and the flying skateboard drew a curve in the dense forest, carrying it again.

He turned back.

"uh-huh?"

Professor Quirrell frowned. At that moment, he seemed to see something flashing past in his perception.

But when he stopped and took a closer look, he found nothing.

"really weird."

The young professor shook his head, inspected it again, then stood up and left again.

However, at this moment, he suddenly felt as if he caught a glimpse of a fleeting light in the corner of his eye.

"Huh? What is that?"

Curiosity drove the young professor, and he carefully pulled out the staff hanging from his waist. A faint aura condensed on the top of the staff.

"The breeze is gentle!"

With the movement of the true energy, a rune was activated on the staff in the young professor's hand, which instantly turned into a puff of wind and blew toward the location he just saw.

call--

The weeds on the ground swayed with the breeze, and at this moment, Professor Quirrell finally saw the shining thing - a fragment of a crystal ball.

Professor Quirrell let out a long breath, and his anxious heart slowly relaxed. He thought it was something weird.

Just when he was about to turn around and leave, embarking on the journey of searching again, a gust of wind and waves suddenly blew up in the forest, seemingly attracted by the [Breeze Slowly] spell he had just cast. The young professor subconsciously waved his staff and brought it to him.

A [Armor Protection].

This wind is very unusual.

Professor Quirrell was on guard.

The wind and waves hit, but no trace of the spell was felt. It seemed that this was just an ordinary wind blowing in the forest.

But.

at this time!

jingle--

A crisp sound suddenly sounded.

The wind wave followed the traces of the gentle breeze and blew directly on the fragments of the crystal ball, blowing the fragments directly.

The wind and waves seemed to have some special power, driving the fragment, which was roughly the size of a thumb, into the air.

And that crisp ding-dong sound suddenly sounded the moment the crystal ball fragment left the ground.

The young professor was immediately attracted by the sound, looked over subconsciously, and was surprised to find that in the world of perception, there seemed to be a long and thin line, one end of which was lost in the fragments, while the other end spread towards the distance.

, and finally disappeared into the depths of the forest.

Pointing the staff at the fragment, Professor Quirrell shook the staff slightly and shouted in his mouth:

"The pieces are flying!"

A simple [Flying Curse] was used, and the invisible true energy spread through the spell, transforming into a slender tentacle that no one could see, and it suddenly reached out and directly grabbed the strange and strange wind and waves.

The crystal fragments swirled up and down, and then with a gentle throw, the fragment was thrown back.

Holding the staff in his right hand, Professor Quirrell stretched out his left hand and gently caught the thrown fragment. He looked at it for a moment, and a stream of true energy penetrated into the fragment along the palm of his hand.

In the outside world, with the penetration of true energy, the thin thread that was about to be extinguished at any time stabilized instantly.

Although he didn't know what the crystal ball was, Professor Quirrell picked it up anyway.

At this moment, as Professor Quirrell's palm touched the fragment, the strange wind and waves dissipated directly out of thin air and stopped without any warning.

I released my senses and carefully sensed my surroundings, but still found nothing.

After studying the crystal ball fragment with a frown, Professor Quirrell put it away with his backhand, and immediately began to search nearby.

Such a magical and weird thing, there might be some strange information contained in it.

The young professor planned to look for it first. If he could find the remaining fragments, he might be able to directly read the secrets contained in the thread.

However, what he didn't know was.

The moment he penetrated the true energy into the fragments of the crystal ball, at the other end of the silk thread, a small gray-skinned squirrel suddenly stood up and glanced attentively towards Yuan Fang, and then, rub rub rub.

In a few moments, he climbed up to a giant tree next to him and disappeared among the dense leaves and branches.

At the same time, in a dark space somewhere in the forest, waves suddenly appeared in the rich dark spiritual energy, which could not subside for a long time.

After more than twenty minutes of searching, Professor Quirrell successfully found the other three fragments.

But it's a pity.

Even if these four fragments are added together, they still cannot form a perfect crystal ball, still missing about one-third.

But, even so.

When Professor Quirrell penetrated the true energy into the fragments, an incomplete formation rune appeared, which was able to briefly connect several fragments together with the true energy he output.

Moreover, from this broken and incomplete crystal ball, Professor Quirrell vaguely heard a burst of gibbering.

"Huh? What on earth is this crystal ball?"

Frowning, Professor Quirrell felt the thread again.

It was similar to the previous fragment. The thickness of the thread had not changed, but it was more stable. Moreover, he could vaguely feel that the other end of the thread seemed to be moving.

After thinking about it for a while, Professor Quirrell became a little curious. Anyway, he couldn't find the cochineal oak tree that Mr. Quines mentioned for the time being. It would be better to explore this strange crystal ball first.

After making up his mind, Professor Quirrell stretched out his hand to hold up the broken crystal ball, drove the flying skateboard under his feet again, and flew towards the other end of the silk thread at a leisurely pace.

Shortly after his figure disappeared, a figure suddenly floated down from above a huge tree nearby.

If you look carefully, you will see that this is the drinker who followed Professor Quirrell before!

Watching the young professor's retreating figure, the drinker smiled with satisfaction, and then the true energy began to circulate, and the phantom spell was activated, and the figure disappeared in place.

"Master, the target has successfully picked up that thing and is currently heading in the direction indicated."

In that dark aura space, the drinker knelt on the ground and respectfully reported to the giant head illusion.

"Well done, Iveris."

The cold hoarse voice was erratic, but vaguely, the drinker Iveris could still feel the master's joy from it.

Lowering his head again, Ivilis said respectfully: "This is all thanks to the master's teachings. I dare not take credit."

"Haha, okay, you go down first. If the plan goes well, I will go over and find you!"

Along with the cold and hoarse words, Ivelis slowly stood up and walked backwards away from the darkness. Then he took a deep breath, activated his Apparition, and completely left the forest.

On the other side, as Professor Quirrell traced the thread, the murmurs coming from the broken crystal ball in his hand became more frequent and clearer.

But even if it was more frequent and clear, Professor Quirrell still couldn't hear the content of the murmur clearly.

wrong.

It can't be said that I can't hear clearly.
To be continued...