At this time, the teenager Harry has embarked on an adventure to find the missing girl with the werewolf Lupin and the pet dog Sirius.

If Lockhart knew about such a magical adventure, he would definitely cast \'Forget it all\' on Harry, and then secretly take the story as his own - unfortunately, he is not here.

The boy and the werewolf with their pets floated down the cliff with a floating spell. They came to the edge of the woods and bent down to avoid the sight of the three-meter-high wild forest troll.

"Shh..." Lupin pulled Harry forward carefully, Sirius ran ahead to explore the path, the sun was about to set, and the woods were already a little dark at this time.

"This is the first time I've seen a troll—" Harry seemed excited, despite being in covert action, "so handsome!" he praised.

"This is a milder forest troll, not too smart, sometimes we call it a forest monster, you can see that its skin is green with dense fluff on it..."

Mr. Lupin was teaching on the spot. He suddenly felt a little surprised. He had been away from school for so long, but he did not expect this knowledge to remain in his head.

"Like a kiwi!" Harry sneered, but quickly covered his mouth, he was relieved, fortunately it didn't attract Kiwi's attention.

Lupin also showed a smile. The imagination of children is always interesting. He looked at the forest trolls, trying to recall more knowledge that could be popularized.

\'Huh? \'Lupin felt a little strange.

If I remember correctly, forest trolls don't like to be active at night. They are huge and inconvenient to move around, which makes it difficult to hunt. A large part of the energy used during daytime activities comes from the sunlight absorbed by the skin, and a small part comes from various food.

So under normal circumstances, they would go back to their caves before going down the mountain to save their energy and spend the night.

It doesn't look like there is a cave nearby... This troll is a little abnormal.

Lupin's brows furrowed. He looked closely and found that the trolls seemed to be looking for something, were they looking for us?

Suddenly, he stopped, and Harry almost bumped into his waist. "What's the matter, Mr. Lupin?"

Not far from the troll, Lupin saw a boy dressed in medieval style coarse cloth. He was fifteen years old and frail. He was hiding in the cracks of the roots of a giant tree, covering his mouth and shivering. An overturned bamboo basket from which droplet-shaped mushrooms scatter.

If it was in real life, Lupin would definitely not hesitate to rush forward to protect the weak life.

But knowing that he was in a fairy tale book, it was all illusory... Reasonable Lupin thought he should protect Harry and not bother.

"Mr. Lupin?" Harry pulled La Lupin's clothes suspiciously. "What happened?"

Lupin's palms were all sweaty, and he was already muttering in his heart \'that's all fake\'.

"It's nothing," he heard himself say, and the mud-spotted suit trousers moved his legs, and Lupin pulled Harry onwards.

The screams came, it seemed that the troll had found the boy, and Lupin hoped he didn't hear anything, \'It's all fake\', he still told himself.

"Mr. Lupin!" Harry screamed. "Someone got caught by a troll! God! We gotta help him!"

"It's all fake Harry, it's all fake," Lupin told Harry. "We're in a fairy tale book!"

Harry broke free from Lupin's hand, "Fairy tales don't let an innocent common man die in the hands of a troll!" He took out an old wand without a core and ran in the direction of the troll, and Sirius followed closely. behind him.

Lupin's emotions were mixed for a while, and he was relieved that James' child had grown into a brave and kind little wizard, but he was worried that he didn't want Harry to act so recklessly.

With a sigh, Lupin pulled out his wand, ready to brace himself for the problem at hand, a feeling familiar, like cleaning up the mess left by his comrades years ago.

"Help!" the boy yelled in pain as he was caught by the troll, tears and snot clinging to the troll's fingers.

The not-so-smart troll shook his hand in disgust, it was obviously more dirty than the boy's snot, but this was also a good opportunity, the little boy was thrown out by the troll.

"Wingadim Leviosa!" Harry swung his wand, his hands shaking with tension, preventing the spell from hitting the boy exactly.

The boy closed his eyes.

"Winga Dimleviosa!" Lupin, who came over, chanted a spell, and a white light hit the boy with precision, slowing his fall. Sirius rushed forward and bit his collar. people bring back.

Perfect match - Lupin mentioned Harry, and everyone quickly fled the scene with the confused expression of the forest troll tilting his head.

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"Thank you for saving me!" When the rescued blond boy finally came to a safe place, he patted his chest and thanked Harry and Lupin and their pets with fear, "It's a miracle! I don't know what you did..."

"Otherwise I'll be crushed by that monster like poor Uncle Hall..." The boy wiped away his tears with his sackcloth sleeves and looked at the two with clear blue eyes. He quickly realized a problem, " Uh...your clothes...you're not from here?"

"We..." Lupin felt that his language was lacking, and he always subconsciously felt that he was naively talking to a fairy tale character that didn't exist at all.

"It's a bard!" Harry proudly made up identities for himself and Lupin, "and a bard's apprentice!"

"Oh my God—the bard!" The boy stared with excitement, his bright blue eyes wide. "Really?! Our little village has come to a bard! Incredible—"

The boy suddenly thought of something, and he became excited, "I see! You are here to inquire about the \'three brothers\'! I knew...their stories have spread to the city!"

A story of three brothers? Harry touched his head, "Actually, we're here to find a girl. Of course, it would be nice to know the stories of a few brothers..."

"Girl? You mean the girl you're almost dressed like? 15 years old, maybe..." The boy gestured at a height next to his ear, "About this tall?"

Harry and Lupin looked at each other. "Yes! Have you seen her?"

The boy touched his chin and began to recall, "Two or three months ago, such a girl did come to the village, I remember it very clearly, because she stole half of Mrs. Angel's bread and was chased all over the village... But she seemed to I have already left with \'Old Man Jumping the Pot\'."

"That old man should be a good man, right?" Harry was a little worried.

"Of course he's a good man! No one is friendlier than the "Old Man Who Jumps in the Pot"!" The boy waved his hand exaggeratedly, "The old man always brings his crucible to help us solve all kinds of problems, um... Although his son It's a bit irritable, but it definitely won't hurt a girl!"

"Where is this old man who jumped the pot?" If there were enough clues, Lupin felt that the missing girl could be found soon.

"Just live in a small town not far from our village!" The boy greeted the two warmly, "I can take you there! You saved me, and I can tell you more about the three brothers!"

"I can even take you to the river the three brothers crossed! It's near here... oh! I almost forgot to introduce myself, my name is Dyce."

"My name is Harry," Harry couldn't catch the boy's name, maybe Dess, maybe Dess, but it wouldn't be \'death\' because no one would take that name. It's Mr. Lupin, and this is Big Black," Harry introduced to Days.

Lupin nodded symbolically, and Sirius wagged his tail at Dais.

"Come with me then, bards, and we'll get to the village soon after we cross the river," Daise walked forward cheerfully, seemingly forgetting that he was just pinched by the troll things in the palm of your hand.

He pushed aside a low bush and started chattering about the village, the river, and the story of the three brothers, "The three men came to our village a year ago, and at first we thought they were just passing by on a trip, But the facts tell us that's not the case—"

"In the beginning, they brought some disasters to the village, did a lot of bad things, and were not seen by the villagers until they crossed the river," Dais paused for a second, "they became heroes, and every time they crossed the river, they became heroes. Everyone likes them."

"Everybody likes them," Dyss repeated, his face flat.

Lupin carefully recalled the relevant content of "The Story of the Poet Bedou". Is this the story of the three brothers? It's been too long, and since she became a werewolf, her mother has never told herself a fairy tale.

And Sirius listened to "Toadstool Tales" when he was a child. When he grew up, he liked to stick pictures of Muggle swimsuit beauties on the wall with a permanent sticker spell. He didn't have much time to enjoy children's literature.

Three people and one dog came to the river that Dais said, "This river has swallowed up many people's lives. Except for the three brothers, no one can successfully cross here, so we usually choose to take a detour."

At this time, the sky was completely dark, and the starlight sprinkled on the river, it was very beautiful, and it was impossible to see how evil it was.

Dais pointed to the dozen or so stone monuments standing by the river that were as high as a child's knees, "Those are all tombstones, commemorating those who died in the river."

"What's on the other side of the river?" Harry was a little curious, he pointed to the quiet forest across the river, "Why do they want to cross the river?"

"It is said that the **** of death lives on the other side of the river, and if those who step into a desperate situation can cross this river, they can get the gift of the **** of death-"

"Wealth, power, or eternal life," Dais laughed, with a hint of helplessness, "but it's just a legend, but there are always people who are willing to die for this kind of nothingness, and sometimes take innocent people to death. human life..."

"Okay, the story of the three brothers ends here," Dais stopped and continued. He ran behind the stone tablet and found a bamboo basket.

"Bards, this is my thank you~lightnovelpub.net~ Thank you for saving your life, you must accept it," Dys put the basket directly into Harry's hands, unable to tolerate Harry's refusal. Then he ran away quickly, "Follow the gravel road, and you will soon reach the village. This area is already very safe - I have to go pick some mushrooms, so I won't be with you!"

Dais disappeared into the darkness.

Lupin didn't care much, he pulled Harry who was still standing in a daze, "Come on Harry, those are not real, our mission is to find the missing girl, right?"

"Yes..." Harry followed Lupin's footsteps, glanced at the contents of the bamboo basket, and smiled, "Oh! It's two cloaks! That's great - so we don't look so conspicuous. !"

Harry couldn't wait to drape the smaller cloak over himself, finding it fit perfectly, and handing the other one to Lupin, "Here it is, Mr. Lupin."

Lupin took the cloak, which was decorated with a precious gem that seemed to be of great value. He felt that it was too expensive. How could a simple-dressed mushroom picker have such a thing?

But at the thought that this was in a fairy tale world, Lupin was relieved - there are many unreasonable things in the fairy tale world itself.