Got entangled in a branch, Rove flew up the ridge at a rapid pace, and the speed became faster and faster.

For a moment, he didn't realize what was happening, he was dragged halfway up the mountain to the top of the mountain, and saw from a distance the culprit who had caught him:

Tree!

A tall, big, green, and shiny tree!

The tree was almost as tall as the castle, more than thirty meters long, and the number of branches was innumerable, with many slender branches hanging down to the ground, reaching into the rocks, and taking root on the branches.

Clusters of green leaves were piled on top of another, leaving no gaps, and the emerald green color shone brightly in Rove's eyes, as if a new life was vibrating on each green leaf.

There are also shining silver flowers on the trees, which look like stars from afar.

Rove recognized from the shape of the leaves that it seemed to be a beating willow, and then his first reaction was:

If you get hit by it, it must hurt, right?

Not only does it hurt, I'm afraid it's going to fall apart and turn into meat sauce!

You know, the beating willow is an extremely irritable magic plant, and if you get too close to it, you will be attacked.

There is a beating willow at Hogwarts, which is only three meters tall and extremely fierce, but compared to the one in front of you, the tree looks like a small sapling that has just emerged from the ground......

Rove couldn't imagine how dangerous the beating willow in front of him must be!

And he's rushing towards the beating willow at a speed of two hundred and eighty miles!

Rove never expected that he would blow up Hannah's grandfather's tomb in the morning, tearing the old man's bones apart, and he would have to follow in the footsteps in the afternoon...... This retribution is coming too quickly!!

Rove struggled violently to escape the shackles of the beater, but like a python, the branches reached through his ankles, wrapped around his legs, and then through his clothes, and through his collar, binding him firmly...... Completely immobile.

Rove hooked his fingers again, and in an instant, several fireballs popped out, spreading rapidly along the branches, burning the leaves crackling.

But after the branches were scorched, they turned green again in an instant, absorbing the flames.

The flames didn't work, and Rove used other spells, none of which did much damage to the branches, and by this time he was about to crash into the Beater.

The beating willow also swayed its branches, like the outstretched tentacles of a sea monster, greeting Rove.

Rove had no choice but to apply defensive magic to himself, so that he could at least withstand the whipping of the beating willow.

The next second, he was like a cannonball, hitting the canopy.

But the bizarre thing is that the beating willow did not attack Rove, but the branches were like thousands of slowly wriggling white snakes, cushioning his body.

Rove seemed to hit a large bed full of elasticity, first bounced, flew into the air, and then was pulled back like a branch, and bounced again......

This was repeated many times, and Rove's speed slowed down, and he finally lay down in the canopy of the beating willow unharmed.

Rove stood up with a confused look on his face and flew towards the ground, and when he landed smoothly, the branch that had been entangled in him also let go of him.

Rove took a step back, looked up, and looked at the "gentle" somewhat excessively beating willow.

So, this guy didn't want to attack him, just to bring him here?

Rove thought for a moment and walked under the tree.

In his experience, this peculiar beating willow is probably the same as Grindelwald's elderberry and Ravenclaw's golden apple tree...... All from Avalon!

So, there must have been that blood-colored face on the trunk of the tree.

Rove quickly walked under the tree, circled around, and sure enough, he found the human face, but when he saw the face clearly, his eyes widened instantly.

It's like hell in the daytime!

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A fire crossbow arrow, wrapped in a whistling wind and thunder, flew to the top of the mountain at the fastest speed.

Firebolts hovered in midair, and on top of the broomstick, sat a ponytail girl in a white robe, who looked down at the ground, searching for Rove's figure.

Firebolts hovered in midair, and on top of the broomstick, sat a ponytail girl in a white robe, who looked down at the ground, searching for Rove's figure.

Shirley tried to get close to the beating willow, but its branches immediately shook, and only the sound of the whirring wind was heard, and several branches shot in from all directions.

Shirley flickered between the branches and shouted anxiously, "Brother, where are you?" ”

After a few moments, a familiar voice replied, "I'm under the tree...... Beat Liu, stop attacking! ”

As Rove's words fell, the branches of the beating willow really fell silent in an instant.

As soon as Shirley's mind moved, the broom immediately tilted downwards and flew towards the ground, and before the broom could stop, she jumped down and hurried under the tree.

Seeing Rove's nodding figure, the girl breathed a sigh of relief, she ran quickly towards the boy, grabbed his wrist, and asked anxiously, "Are you okay?" ”

"I'm fine." Rove gently shook Shirley's hand and said softly, "This beating willow brought me here, but it didn't hurt me...... You see! ”

Shirley looked up in the direction of Rove's finger and froze in place.

She saw a face, but it wasn't a blood-colored human face, not the Ravenclaw face she had seen on the olive tree before, but ......

Rove's face!

"This ...... How so? Shirley was stunned.

"I don't know why my face is there." Rove frowned.

According to Grindelwald, all the trees in Avalon have a blood-colored human face.

But in Ravenclaw's secret room, Rove saw an olive tree with Ravenclaw's face, and the tree in front of him was even more bizarre, it actually had Rove's face.

This tree was planted in front of the Gryffindor's door, and even if it was to grow, shouldn't it have the face of the Gryffindor?

Puzzled, Rove walked over to the trunk and pressed his ear to his cheek.

When approaching the bloody faces of elderberries and golden apple trees, a sound similar to a heartbeat could be heard, but there was no such beating sound on this cheek.

Rove just felt the touch and texture of the bark, and the life contained within the tree.

Beyond that, there is the joy of reunion: the joy that comes from the living trees themselves.

At this moment, Rove had a feeling in his dark: he could control this beating willow!

So he asked:

"Beater Willow, can you bring Hermione and Helena in as well?"

As if he understood, the beating willow quickly popped out two branches and ran towards the halfway up the mountain.

A moment later, there was a terrible cry in the sky, and there was a cry in the voice, like a little girl playing with a jumping machine on the playground.

"Ahhh!!h

Rove and Shirley looked at each other and said in unison:

"Oh no, Hermione seems to have a fear of heights......"

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