The sudden appearance of Lord Gryffindor was like a warm ray of sunshine that illuminated the direction of Hugo's poor group, piercing the dark clouds, driving away death and despair, and bringing Hugo a new life, a new life that was about to take place at Hogwarts!

But Lord Gryffindor didn't mean to stay too long, he also had to deal with the team of white wizards who were in charge of the broken back and deal with the escaped little mountain monster by the way, after a loud whistle, a small black dot suddenly appeared in the sky, this small black dot quickly enlarged, but in a short time it turned into a golden behemoth!

It waved its huge wings, let out an extremely loud chirp, and then swooped down, with a terrifying wind pressure, and suddenly hovered over everyone's heads, constantly flapping its wide wings, like a helicopter hovering in place!

It's a griffin!

It was very huge, much stronger than Hugo's impression of the Hippogriff's body! And the Hippogriff's body was mainly black and white, and it looked far less majestic than the griffin at this time, his eagle-like head and forelimbs were covered with golden feathers, but the feathers on his chest were vermilion, and he was born with extremely sharp claws and a terrifying eagle's beak that could pierce everything.

The most impressive thing is the huge wings that spread out when it hovers, and the wingspan is probably more than 10 meters away! To drive such a pair of huge wings, you can imagine the extent of its pectoral muscles and forelimbs, and such a pair of forelimbs can easily tear an adult to pieces.

This overlord of the air has a pair of burning eyes, like a pair of the most shining rubies, as long as you stare at its eyes, as if you will be burned, it is as terrifying, it saw the shocked expressions of the crowd very proudly raised its chest, desperately fanned its wings, and let out a loud 'ahh

Even Lord Gryffindor couldn't help but roll his eyes, and he reached out and waved it gently, motioning for the big bird to lower its altitude and come to his side.

The griffin reluctantly gave up the opportunity to stink, and as soon as his wings were retracted, he descended in front of Gryffindor, carrying a large piece of debris flying in the air, and then intimately rubbed his huge head against Gryffindor's chest, obviously very fond of this two-legged but wingless fellow.

Gryffindor smiled dotingly, pressed his cheek to its feathers, and whispered whispers, and the griffon interacted with him as gently as a kitten, looking very well-behaved, as if it were not dangerous at all, but everyone knew it was just an illusion! If a different person stepped forward, the real beast would immediately be bitten into pieces, torn apart, and then beaten with internal organs, and finally a leg might be taken away for trophy or supper。。。。。。

All griffons are magical creatures, this one is no exception, its brilliant feathers, exude terrifying magic fluctuations, under the blessing of magic, he has a strong weight-bearing ability, extremely fast flight speed and terrifying combat ability, in front of it the stupid mountain monsters are just walking pieces of meat, with its wisdom, they can be played to death in minutes, but they never prey on mountain monsters, because mountain monsters are so smelly, so that these air killers of power and beauty have no appetite at all.

But now it has a mission, and that is to track down a skinny little mountain monster that is trying to escape from the best of the wilderness hunters, Granffindor!

"Listen to me, old fellow Griffin, we need to find him, teach his master a lesson, keep his hand away from Scotland, and we'll cut it off if he dares to stick out a finger, so it's up to you this time!" Gryffindor whispered something in the griffon's ear, as if he would keep the ink on if the lovely creature didn't agree.

Griffin the griffon soon showed an impatient expression, and quickly raised his head, flapping his wings, and at the same time lowered his height to signal Gryffindor to come to it, to prove that a good hunter does not need a long tongue!

Gryffindor showed an embarrassed expression, coughed dryly, and quickly climbed onto Griffin's back, and waved at Hugo at the same time, as if he was about to say something, but at this time, Griffin, who had been impatient for a long time, slammed his foot on the ground, ran a few steps quickly, and then flew up towards the blue sky with a shock of his wings.

His Excellency Gryffindor's words were stuck in his throat, choked by the wind and didn't say anything, he could only roll his eyes and wave his hand, and quickly disappeared from their sight.

When they were high in the air, a staccato voice came back from the air, and everyone listened carefully, as if they were talking about Hogwarts or something, but because the griffon was flying so fast, no one could hear what Lord Gryffindor was saying.

However, Ephia quickly comforted everyone, meaning that as long as it is not in class, don't take the words of Lord Gryffindor too seriously, because he is always talking, and it is useless and repetitive, so if there are a few words that you don't hear, don't worry, because Lord Gryffindor will repeat them when we meet again...

Everyone stood on a messy battlefield with a stunned face, you look at me, I look at you, there is a sense of happiness that you will not die, and there is a sense of fatigue after tension, as if the strings that have been tight can suddenly be released, both relaxed and a little dazed.

Saige let out a long breath, involuntarily leaned on the carriage, swallowed a mouthful, the huge exhaustion attacked his nerves fiercely, making him look a little unmotivated, but after all, the journey was not over, they had not yet reached Hogwarts, and they could not completely relax.

"Let's all get in the car, it's only a little more than half a day's journey from Edinburgh, where we will rest tonight, and tomorrow we will cross the Firth of Forth to the Scottish Highlands, where your dream Hogwarts is, and with a little more effort, you will be absolutely safe!"

The group climbed into the carriage slowly, like a bunch of stupid people who had been pumped out of the bones, all of them were limp and completely unable to exert their strength, and when everyone was stuffed into the carriage, the carriage creaked and rolled again.

And Hugo in the carriage stared at the group of little children who were staggering around with a dull face, and soon made a decision:

Since he was in this section, he had to adapt to the rhythm of this section perfectly!So he also fell into the carriage like this group of little boys, and soon fell asleep tired!

The carriage slowly approached the Scottish capital to the sound of Hugo's snoring.

Edinburgh!