Gryffindor stood beside John, who fell down on a tree and lay down comfortably, and said, "There is a little golden bird in this forest called the Golden Flying Man, and you need to find it." ”

“...... Are you sure you're here? ”

John glanced at the huge forest like the Forbidden Forest, where it would be difficult for you to find anyone, let alone the Golden Snitch the size of the Golden Snitch.

Gryffindor smirked, "Here of course, and besides, you'd better find it before dark, or something else will show up in the evening." ”

After saying that, Gryffindor looked like he was watching a good show, and John thought about it, so let's find it first.

He took a step and searched in this forest.

The Golden Snitch is a very fast bird, as elusive as the Golden Snitch.

Finding the Golden Snitch in Quidditch was a headache enough, and John felt like he was looking for a needle in a haystack.

After walking for a long time, he didn't see any trace of Jin Feixia.

So he raised his wand and aimed it at a tree to cast a spell.

"Reducto"

The white light hit the trees and exploded them in an instant, causing a large group of birds to fly up.

John stared carefully at the flock of birds, and there was no golden light in them.

"In that case, let's have a bombing."

John said just do it, flew into the air with his flying boots, and he began to bombard in all directions.

One by one, the shattering spells fell to the ground and exploded, shaking the forest.

Gryffindor was shocked by what he did, and he didn't expect that someone would choose to look for the Golden Flying Man directly.

But on closer inspection, John was right.

The Golden Flyer is a sensitive bird and flies incredibly fast.

Before danger arrives, the Golden Flyer is enough to complete the dodge and fly.

In other words, John's method seems reckless, but in fact it is very shrewd.

"A witty wizard, you can see at a glance the most convenient way, but you're still too young."

A smile rose into Gryffindor's mouth, "It's a convenient method, but it's too mana drain and you can't last long. ”

Humanoid bombers?

Gryffindor prepares to see John's joke.

However, after a while, John's magic gradually bottomed out, and he took out his small bag and pulled out a bottle of recovery potion from it.

"Tons and tons and tons."

After a mouthful, the magic in John's body began to recover.

Soon after, a new round of bombardment began.

This action stunned Gryffindor, "I don't believe you have much. ”

He didn't believe it, no matter how much a person drank medicine, there had to be a limit.

As John dried up bottle after bottle, Gryffindor grew confused.

"Didn't you say that he was from a Muggle, how could this potion be more than an ancient pure-blood family?"

John drank at least a dozen bottles of recovery potion, and the forest was blown up beyond recognition by him.

Finally, after killing another bottle of potion, a golden figure flew out of the forest.

John's eyesight, strengthened by the blood of the fire dragon, locked on the golden figure, and without saying a word, he directly urged the Flying Boots to chase after him.

Along the way, the Golden Flying Man flies extremely fast, and his body is nimble, constantly dodging in the forest to widen the distance.

John chased for hours without catching up, and when it was dark, there was a strange cry in the forest.

A guy with bird feathers and two legs rushed out, its form looked like a hairy dragon, and John pulled out his wand and aimed at the guy to attack.

The white light struck the monster bird with precision and sent it flying, and then it didn't take long for more monster birds to run out, and even if the shattering spell hit the body for a while, they were able to continue to stand up and chase after a while.

"Bird-like man-eaters."

Recognizing what it was, John increased his output and punched a channel with all his might.

Taking the opportunity to fly taller, Jin Feixia has become a small point in the sky.

"It's all petrified!"

Aiming at the location of the Golden Flying Man, John kept casting spells behind him.

The Golden Bird is so nimble that even the best broomstick may not be able to catch up with it, let alone with so many bird-like man-eaters.

John's brain spun quickly and he cast a fire spell at the woods.

The Fire Spell engulfs a tree, followed by a second, a third, ......

The flames gradually spread out, and the bird-shaped ogre was burned by the flames until it screamed and fluttered.

Others were so smoked that they fell one after another.

The Golden Flyer flew very fast, without interference, and John flew with all his might.

The speed of his flying boots was adjusted to the maximum, and with the flame and smoke interfering with Jin Feixia, Jin Feixia gradually couldn't fly.

After the wings stopped flapping, the Golden Flyer fell.

John grabbed it before it fell into the fire, and he completed the trial.

But the price came with the burning of the entire forest, which made Gryffindor frown.

"Aguamenti"

John summoned a huge ball of water and headed towards the fire.

Seeing this, Gryffindor's frown finally let go.

"Although he will use some means to win, he will make amends when he achieves his goal."

commented in his heart, John's side also controlled the fire.

Landing in front of Gryffindor, John opened his palm, and a golden bird was trying to stand up in his hand.

"You've completed the test of the bird in the woods."

Gryffindor nodded, waved his wand and dispersed the forest scene.

[Ding, Trigger Challenge Mission, Gryffindor Legacy Stage 2, Lion of the Mountain, Get Reward +1 for any point, Blessing: Heavy Attack]

Gryffindor said: "Lions don't lack courage and strength, lions in the mountains need to be stronger than other lions, and you need to prove to me that you have enough strength." ”

"I want you to climb the mountains."

With that, the Gryffindor wand waved again.

A mountain peak rises from the ground, and the responsive house instantly becomes a high mountain.

Gryffindor pointed at several pieces of alchemical equipment on John's body, and John's amulet and flying boots were removed.

"Your alchemy level is good, but you don't need it now."

Climbing mountains, John would be cheating if he wore flying boots.

John was also speechless, how could his alchemy level not be regarded as his own strength.

Looking at Takayama, he took a deep breath and turned white when he exhaled again.

"Cooled down?"

He looked around in a daze, the snow was falling, and John knew that if he didn't speed up, he might not be able to complete the test.

Coming to the foot of the mountain, he made his way to the top of the mountain step by step.

The snowflakes grew bigger and bigger, and with the wind sweeping, John felt like his body was frozen.

At first, he was able to see the road, but as time passed, all that remained in front of him was a patch of white.

John struggled.

On the way, John sees a snowman with white hair.

The white-haired snowman roared at John, and if he was caught this time, John would at least have to lie down for a while.

With a grimace on his face, he dodged the impact from the Tibetan snowman's feet, and without hesitation, John pulled out his wand and aimed it at the white-haired snowman's head.

The white-haired snowman rolls down the mountain and constantly forms a large snowball.

John thought that was the end of it, but when he looked back, he saw a white-haired snowman.

"You call this a test?"

John's lips moved, but he still didn't curse.

Casting a disillusionment spell on himself, John attempted to bypass it.

But he underestimated the snowman's sense of smell and was spotted by a snowman as he passed by.

The snowman opened his mouth and was about to roar, but John killed him with one look, and the deterrence was directly launched.

The white-haired snowman stiffened, and John had already drawn his Iron Wick sword.

"I'm a fire dragon."

The sword burst into flames, and John slashed his sword through the white-haired snowman's body.

The white-haired snowman fell to the ground, his wounds blazing.

"It seems that deterrence works."

John's eyes narrowed dangerously, and a group of snowmen in front of him blocked the way, and he didn't continue to be polite.

With his sword in both hands, he shouted, "Come! ”

The deterrence was launched, and all the snowmen he saw involuntarily stiffened.

As the Sword of Ironwick continued to slash, the snowman's visible speed decreased.

By the end of the day, there was no more standing snowman by John's side.

He clenched his sword and walked to the top of the mountain step by step.

This scene also caught Gryffindor's eye, and he climbed to the top of the mountain, and the wind and snow stopped.

Gryffindor was already waiting for him here, and now only one last test remained.

The Brave of the Sword.