It was Tiger Tom, and there was some strange practice between Joel and it that made it easy for him to discern the source of the tiger roar.

He reacted from a trance-like state of mind, his teeth clenching his lower lip until beads of blood poured out of his pale lips.

The slight pain shook his spirit, and the fog in front of him gradually dissipated.

Revealing Tiger Tom's huge body, it was more than ten meters away from him, and his heterochromatic pupils stared at him without blinking.

A huge flower suddenly appeared in front of Joel, each of the eight petals was nearly a meter long and wide, and the color was different, and it was unusually gorgeous.

In the center of the petals was a wriggling mouthpart, from which a continuous white mist emanated, and Joel felt dizzy when he accidentally took a puff, and almost fell to the ground on his feet.

And a heavy fog appeared in front of him, sealing his surroundings, but the intensity was much weaker than before.

Only then did Joel understand the strangeness of this flower, it was obvious that it used these fogs to trap the animals that intruded into the place into a hallucination, using some kind of illusion to affect their spirits, and causing the victims to fall into endless panic and madness, if it were not for the roar of Tiger Tom, he would probably have died at the hands of this flower.

Then it will become the nourishment of the flower for its nourishment.

Tom saw him stumbling and knew that the erectus had been struck again, so he quickly raised his head and let out another roar, awakening Joel from his vision.

Joel hurriedly conjured a mask with his wand to cover his mouth and nose.

He turned his head to look down the hillside, where the fog was not as thick as it had been when he had fallen into the illusion, and through the mist he could see Tom's Cave at the foot of the mountain.

I had been running for half an hour before......

Joel felt every muscle of his body protest, the exhaustion of his body could not be faked, the muddy water under his feet had splashed his calves, and the ground was filthy and muddy.

Tom let out a low growl and motioned for Joel to come over.

He took a step forward, and the tingling sensation in his calf almost sent Joel to the ground.

Tom looked up at the sky, the moon was thin, the night was getting deeper, and there was not much time left for them.

With the strength of its two hind legs, it jumped directly over and stretched out a front paw.

Joel understood what that meant, and he didn't care about what had happened before.

He held it hard, and could feel the power of its forelimbs, standing there like a statue standing tall.

The moment he stood up, Joel clearly saw two points of disdain and resentment in Tiger Tom's eyes, as if he was mocking him for being too weak.

Joel stroked the tiger's head vigorously, but did not say a word.

This is indeed his carelessness, he was very careful, he didn't expect to encounter such a big trouble just after entering the distant mountain.

When they passed by the flower, it did not attack, and from a distance it looked like a tool flower that only spits mist from its mouth.

Suddenly, a lost squirrel stumbled out of the mist, its four legs fluttering fast, as if it was running as hard as it could, but its body almost stopped in place, looking very strange.

The squirrel's gaze had become panicked, and it desperately tried to take back control of its body, but it was useless in the end, and its limbs were uncontrollably moving it closer to the eight-petal flower, and the squirrel did not realize the danger was approaching.

From its point of view, a thick white mist still fills its surroundings, and it keeps running forward, trying to escape the area.

Joel and Tiger Tom watched the squirrel step by step into the trap of the eight-petal flower without vigilance, it slowly moved to the mouthparts of the eight-petal flower, and the white mist that spewed out from the mouthparts easily blew onto the squirrel's face, but it did not react, but its eyes were big and round, and it did not look cute, but it would be a little scary.

At a distance of only a foot, the mouthparts of the eight-petaled flower finally attacked.

The mouthparts opened violently, like the mouth of a snake, growing to an eerie and inexplicable angle, revealing sharp jagged teeth.

The squirrel's fat body burrowed into the eight-petal flower's mouthparts, and then the sharp teeth quickly closed.

The pain finally pulled the squirrel out of the illusion, and it quickly recognized its situation, desperately trying to struggle.

However, the non-stop running before had exhausted most of its physical strength, and at this moment, it was more than enough to have enough strength.

The sharp teeth mesh, biting the squirrel's body in two, and blood splattered out, staining the eight petals of the flower with a touch of scarlet.

Joel followed Tom away from the eight-petaled flower, and now they had entered the distant mountains, which were quiet, and the trees were a little taller and thicker than the ones below, and the animals that inhabited them were very scarce.

Although the distant mountains occupy a much larger area than the woods below, there are many fewer animals in the activities, and there are many fewer hunting activities.

Tom motioned for Joel to cast the illusion charm again to avoid detection.

Joel gradually blended into his surroundings, and Tom was not finished, he used his paws to pick up the wet dirt on the ground and paste it directly on Joel.

Joel knew that Tom was hiding the smell of his body, and as Tom wrinkled his nose as he watched his Hogwarts robes smeared with mud, he sniffed in the air.

The smell of humans was faint, and Tom was relieved, and he bent down, his paws lightly falling on the dirt, without making a sound.

It turned its head and motioned for Joel to do the same.

Joel was a little worried, but seeing Tom so serious, he had to bend down and try to make his movements look hidden.

One man and one tiger slowly moved forward, Tiger Tom's arms were knotted, and his big arms looked thicker than Joel's waist, crouching there looking full of intimidation.

They had already crossed a hill, and the moon above them was unobstructed by the trees, and was pouring out its pure light.

Looking back now, you can see Hogwarts Castle lit up in the distance, final exams are over, curfew measures have been lifted, and most students are playing in the common room at the moment.

At this moment, Joel thought of Hayris, and it was estimated that she would sit on the sofa as usual, holding a thick book in her hand, while listening to the daily chatter of her friends, and a little smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Joel followed Tom down the hill, and they followed a mountain stream to a valley where the streams converged into a small lake.

Tiger Tom's figure was lowered, the look of vigilance in his eyes grew thicker, and Joel's wand slipped from his sleeve.

In the dim moonlight, he saw a cave, right at the foot of the mountain.

Tom the Tiger tiptoed forward, staring at the cave.

There was a smell of blood that permeated the place, and it was so thick that even an erect ape like Joel, who had no keen sense of smell, let alone the feline Tom.

A look of excitement appeared on its face, and they made it to the bottom of the valley.