Tonks's Wonderful Journey Through the Forbidden Forest
Vincent was immediately energized by the new money-making plan.
Dumbledore couldn't help but marvel at the young man's boundless energy.
Time passed slowly,
At one o'clock in the morning, footsteps finally echoed from the Gaunt Family Home.
Harry's expression was somewhat sorrowful, but his emerald green eyes beneath his glasses were exceptionally determined.
It seems he has truly moved on.
Dumbledore didn't say much, took the Resurrection Stone, and handed it to Vincent.
"Remember to keep it safe."
"Professor, what kind of person do you take me for?"
A person with a criminal record.
Dumbledore's eye twitched slightly as he thought about the treatment the Resurrection Stone had received.
With deep concern, he reached out and put his hands on their shoulders.
The next second, Fawkes appeared from a burst of brilliant flames.
Back in the Gryffindor Tower, Vincent and Harry obediently went into their dormitories.
You should enjoy your holidays properly, otherwise you'll easily become depressed.
Vincent woke up naturally after a good night's sleep and looked out the window.
Fred and the students organized a lot of snowball fights.
It was just a regular snowball fight, of course, but the Auror were all watching.
After washing up, we went to the Great Hall for lunch.
I'm not really interested in snowball fights, but I can test the repaired Rascal Rabbit.
Vincent returned to his dormitory, opened the long ebony box, grabbed a broom, and stood on the windowsill.
Close your eyes and open your arms.
Below the tower, Tonks felt a sudden gust of wind blow across his forehead.
Squinting, I saw that someone was riding a flying broom.
But it was moving too fast; in the blink of an eye, it flew towards the Forbidden Forest.
"Tonks!" an Auror shouted anxiously as he mounted his broom. "What are you daydreaming about! Hurry up and catch up!"
Tonks glanced at his Nimbus 2000. "Wales, there's a no-fly spell outside the castle. He might not be an intruder."
Wales took off rapidly. "Even so, we have to find out his identity!"
Is there even a need to investigate?
There was only one person in the entire Hogwarts who dared to ride a broomstick in Big White.
That kid is not easy to deal with.
Despite his thoughts, Tonks still hopped on his broom and followed.
There's not even a trace left; I guess we'll have to waste the whole day searching.
Forbidden Forest
Vincent is fully enjoying the powerful energy of the Rascal Rabbit.
It reaches a top speed close to half Mach, even faster than Firebolt.
Such an insane speed is naturally impossible to mass-produce, and there are probably very few people in the whole of Britain who could handle it.
It can accelerate from 0 to 100 km/h in just 2.6 seconds, which is 1 second faster than the Bugatti Veyron, which is still in the experimental stage.
Emergency braking in 0.3 seconds, instantly killing all other vehicles.
Moreover, the broom only vibrates slightly, indicating that it can maintain high speed for a long time.
Such an excellent broom is worth the two-month wait.
Vincent was happy, but Tonks and Wales, who were following behind, were depressed.
Forbidden Forest are dangerous, especially in recent years.
Not far after passing through the choking smoke and magical range, a dense web of spider webs suddenly shot out from the ground.
"It's Acromantula!" Wales circled around the huge bushes, narrowly avoiding their pursuit.
Tonks, rather speechless, repeatedly swung his wand to knock away the spider web.
Three years after graduation, the Forbidden Forest had changed so much that she could hardly recognize it.
After passing through the nests of the Acromantula, a colossal figure appeared before them.
"Basilisk?!" Wales hurriedly closed his eyes.
Jormungandr stared blankly as he fell from the sky.
It was just out stretching its legs, so how did this Auror fall down on its own?
It did nothing, Little Black can testify.
Tonks landed, half-closing his eyes as he raised his wand. "We mean no harm. Please allow me to go and see my companion."
"Hiss—" Jormungandr turned his big head away, while Little Black bared his teeth.
Wales was badly hurt and will probably be bedridden for several days.
"Don't worry about me! Go find the intruder!"
Tonks was utterly speechless.
He seems like a clever young man, so why can't he think outside the box?
That's true. The so-called elite Auror that Fudge sent to Hogwarts were basically just obedient tools without any ulterior motives.
If it weren't for Kingsley, she wouldn't have come here.
"As the vice-captain, I order you to capture the intruder now!"
Under the powerful orders of Wales, Tonks reluctantly mounted the broom.
Following the smoke magic, the Acromantula, and the thousand-year-old Basilisk, what other surprises await her?
As it flew along the hillside, a blue sedan suddenly crashed into it head-on.
Tonks rolled rapidly, his forehead almost grazing the roof of the car.
A flying car? That's amazing!
But the car seemed to have its own ideas; it flew away before she could even get a proper look at it.
Grip the broom handle tightly and continue exploring.
Beyond the hillside lies a vast grassland.
"Whoosh—" An arrow whizzed past her leather jacket.
Tonks quickly looked down. "Thank goodness it didn't scratch my commemorative item."
Bane, the Centaur in the distance, nocked another arrow. "Get out of our territory now, or don't blame me for being ruthless!"
Wow, this Centaur has moved, and he's even become quite polite, knowing to give advance warning.
Back when she was in school, if she saw an adult wizard, she would shoot him down and throw him out without saying a word.
Tonks carefully observed Bane in the distance.
Merlin! These stubborn fools have finally put on some clothes!
Although it only slightly covers the key parts, it's still much better than being completely naked.
Bane slowly drew back the bowstring. "Witch! My patience is running out!"
"I'm leaving now!" Tonks gripped the broom handle and sped away from the grassland.
The Forbidden Forest is so vast, we can just go around the Centaur territory.
But she didn't expect the grassland to be so vast; it took her almost half an hour to reach the valley.
Several baby Unicorn were drinking water by the lake, and they even bent down to greet those who passed by.
"So they moved again. I thought that smoke spell was set up for them..."
She murmured to herself and flew rapidly toward the distant mountains.
In Hogwarts lore, the high mountains at the edge of the Forbidden Forest are the most dangerous places.
A group of extremely ferocious Werewolf lived there, and they would come down from the mountain to hunt on the night of the full moon.
If any student is unlucky enough to encounter them, their ultimate fate will be to become their food.
Tonks shuddered and slowed down, ascending little by little.
As she neared the summit, her hand, gripping the wand tightly, began to tremble involuntarily.
It's daytime now, Werewolf all look like humans.
They sat together, but it was unclear what they were doing.
"Who?" A burly man nearly two meters tall stood up and strode toward the edge of the mountaintop.
Under the Disillusionment Charm, Tonks could clearly see how many Gwent the man was holding.
Even Werewolf are addicted to this game; it seems Wayne is making quite a bit of money.
"Warwick!" a man shouted, standing up. "If you don't come back soon, I'm about to play my cards!"
The man Warwick immediately turned around and said, "Fuck! You dare try it!"
"Let's give it a try. What can you do even if you're the leader in Gwent!"
Warwick, the Werewolf leader, ran back cursing and immediately played a terrifying Umbridge card.
"Ugh— Warwick! You have no sportsmanship!"
"That's called tactics, kid."
Tonks left quietly.
An extremely ferocious Werewolf?
They're clearly just a bunch of clueless card players!