Chapter 7: Undercurrents

"Mission Tip: You only have a week."

"Quest Tip: There are traces of magical creatures poachers near the Forbidden Forest."

Hogwarts taboo forest, time, and the sun is still plenty of noon. The leaves of the forest have also become exceptionally bright and clean due to the heavy rain a few days ago.

"Poof!"

Zhao Qian slashed at the neck of the prey in front of him with incomparable accuracy. It was only by looking at the rolling head on the ground that it was a deer, an elk.

In disgust, he put down the headless corpse that was still spurting blood from the sling trap and threw it aside. Soon there was a sound of soothing in the grass on the side, and the prey he had just hunted was gone, including the head of the horned animal on the ground.

He didn't seem to care.

Originally, I thought that magical creatures should be easy to hunt. Who knew that he had made a trap and squatted all morning, all stupid things.

For example, the deer that had just died, its reaction before dying was not to struggle, but to reach out and lick him.

Go to the next place.

He buried his head in the road. The trap was something he had made yesterday, but he hadn't caught anything useful. The only rabbit with a more rebellious spirit is a white magical creature.

A little irritable. Zhao Qian swung his knife and cut down some of the weeds beside him.

On the ground was a white skeleton that had just been a corpse, the elk.

A man crouched there, next to the white bone, and stood up after licking the blood from his hands.

"How?"

He asked Zhao Qian, as if the two had known each other for a long time. Lit a cigarette for yourself.

But only the two of them knew, they only met last night, in the Hogwarts exchange dormitory. This guy calls himself a hungry ghost, and in his words, each traveler has a code name to prevent their name from being known, as a way to keep themselves safe in reality.

For example, Zhao Qian, his code name is Wild Wolf.

"It can't go on like this." The hungry ghost's eyes flickered, his stomach not looking like he had just eaten an elk.

"Ask Hagrid?"

"He won't say it, but he might as well ask the crowd." The hungry ghost said and scattered the roots for him, and he pinned them to his ears.

The group he was referring to was another group of travelers, who were supposed to have become Hagrid's helpers because they didn't have as much completion as the two of them in the main quest two. Every day you have to help Hagrid with something for free, and Hagrid will give them some reward depending on the situation.

"Buy?"

Zhao Qian asked. He still didn't believe that the guy in front of him could have the same task as him, because he didn't see any excitement or eagerness in his eyes. It's as if everything has nothing to do with him. If it weren't for the announcement of the mission information he exchanged with himself under the supervision of the station, he would never have cooperated with this guy.

But it doesn't seem to be that good now.

Ignoring him, the hungry ghost walked deeper into the forest on his own.

He looked at the creature's disappearing figure in the woods with a complicated look, and threw the cigarette pinned to his ear to the ground and twisted it to pieces. It's just nicotine mixed with a mixture of tobacco and earth.

Walking towards the outskirts of the forest, the further you go, the more traces of human activity appear.

"Wolves." He was about to reach Hagrid's hut when he was stopped by a traveler in the woods who was cutting trees.

"Hmm."

Zhao Qian looked at the person in front of him suspiciously. The vigilance in his heart made his body tense involuntarily. He didn't know this guy well, in fact, he didn't know anything about it except that he knew that he was the leader of a small group of travelers in the neighborhood.

"I can give you what you want."

"What?"

"Intelligence on nearby magical creatures."

The man said, his eyes were tightly covered by the cowboy hat on his head, so that Zhao Qian couldn't see his expression clearly. Seeing that Zhao Qian was still a little hesitant, he continued.

"A lot of people know about it. The smell of blood and the traps, it can't be hidden from the rest of us. These are partially mentioned in the intelligence about this world. ”

The man said, the smile on his lips growing more and more playful.

"You have?"

Zhao Qian looked at him expressionlessly, he was not happy that he could get some news. He is more and more calm in the face of this kind of thing, and he is weighing the pros and cons. The man looked at him quietly, but he didn't see anything on his face that would normally be seen on a human face. Thirst - Hope.

"No travel point." He went on to say, as if to prevent himself from interrupting.

"I want a message."

"What?"

"Black and white gathering point."

Hogwarts, in the room of the exchange dormitory, Zhao Qian drank the tea that the butler Tim poured for himself, held a drawing, and did not speak.

The information, the location, and finally the exchange between the two men in the witness of the station, there is no deception. Although it was a little unfair to him, because the guy was talking about telling himself what he knew, including the magic blueprint he was holding in his hand right now.

Some of the symbols on it are moving regularly.

He didn't look at the so-called drawing in his hand, instead, he was now thinking about what was between the group of travelers.

It seems that they are all discussing some plan, and they don't know. In their eyes, he was like a blind man being played by.

The traveler at the black-and-white gathering point revealed that he was the second traveler he had seen, while the small group of travelers on Hagrid's side was asking him for information about the black-and-white gathering point. They seem to know what the guy is trying to do, but they don't.

"Sir, someone is looking for you."

Tim greeted from the living room outside, and Zhao Qian got up and opened the door of his room, and a guy in a suit and leather shoes stood in front of him.

"Aren't you welcome?" He smiled.

He looked at the verbose ghost in front of him, but didn't make a sound.

"What's the matter?"

He asked, fearless of the apparently powerful guy in front of him. In fact, his butler was a powerful sorcerer, which Zhao Qian only knew on that rainy night. When the hungry ghost wants to test his strength.

"Go in and say." He squeezed in as if it were his own home.

Tim frowned at the daredevil's rude behavior, but turned to do what his master had arranged for him to do, and closed the door.

"First of all, introduce yourself, you can call me a pawn. The pawn in Chinese chess. ”

Sitting at the table in the room, he said, not forgetting to look at the young man in front of him, hoping to see something in his eyes.

But his eyes are like ancient wells, not shocked, and some are only written on his face.

"I want to ask you for help."

He said, methodically, slowly.

"I'm weak."

"I know this better than you do."

The directness of his poisonous tongue or language made Zhao Qian see this guy more clearly.

"Then you're still looking for me."

I was already secretly planning to take out my firearm if I didn't agree with him.

"Because you're from Huaxia."

The sincerity in Bai Paw's eyes flashed, and his words suddenly surprised Zhao Qian.