The waist pouch is made of unknown biological skin, and it has a warm touch on the hand.

　　 is only twenty centimeters long, and the cortex on the surface of Wizard Harry’s eye pouch is a little polished and shiny. It seems that this waist pouch is not only carried by Wizard Harry, but he also uses it frequently.

　　 After examining the appearance of the waist pouch, Raymond, who was close to the table, carefully opened the waist pouch and dumped all the contents inside.

　　 Wow...

　　 The trembling leather waist pouch, first some magic crystal cards fell out of it.

　　 followed a few potion bottles of different colors and rolled out.

　　 Finally, there are a few thin pieces of paper and three small beads.

After shaking for a few more times, Raymond saw that everything in the waist pouch was dumped out. He still pinched the waist pouch again to make sure that there was nothing in it, and then threw this delicate waist pouch aside and checked it. Objects on the table.

　　Raimon quickly laughed, surprised and delighted.

　　 Twenty-three magic crystal cards, all of which are extracted from high-level magic stones, their value is equivalent to 2.3 million low-level magic stones!

　　 Six bottles of potions are powerful hemostatic creams and intermediate tranquilizers.

　　 The three thumb-sized beads are the expensive magic crystal core. They are precious materials produced only by large magic crystal mines, each of which is worth more than 300,000 magic stones.

　　 Two IOUs, a list of unknown uses.

　　 After carefully examining the two IOUs worth more than one hundred thousand magic stones, Raymond frowned.

　　 Both are signed by a goblin tribe in the north of Hongze Wetland. The unique signature and content on the above indicate that these two IOUs can be transferred.

　　 There are still more than a month to collect the IOU, which made Raymond hesitate, but in the end he carefully folded the IOU and stuffed it into his waist pocket.

　　 The final list was written in a special way. There is no comparison table of passwords, which is difficult to crack.

　　 Raising this list to the light, the paper on which this list is written is extremely luxurious, and there is a little fragrance spreading out, which smells very good.

　　 "The content of such a material of paper must be very important." In a silent summary, Raymond also stuffed this list into his pocket. He was extremely satisfied with the harvest he got from Wizard Harry.

　　 Thinking of the humiliation he had suffered, Raymond was still a little depressed, and he muttered to himself. "Greedy old bastard, let's talk about things in a year's time..."

He turned his gaze back to the table, because most of the things have been put away, so apart from the floating ash on the refreshing tabletop, only the slender wooden strips and shallow nicks are left, keeping the excited and excited Raymond. Only then did I feel that the smell in the room was somewhat suppressed.

　　 So Raymond, who stood up, walked to the window and opened the window.

　　 The moist air mixed with moisture was sent into the room under the breeze, and the refreshed Raymond looked towards the distant building.

　　 The Wizarding Academy, shrouded in mist, has always been so silent.

　　 The gravel path between the buildings looked a little hazy under the pale pink mist. Raymond, who was standing quietly at the window, gradually became calm under the breeze.

　　 After a while, he closed the window tightly, and Raymond returned to his bedroom.

　　 sat cross-legged on the bed. Although meditation has almost no effect on Raymond, it is necessary to maintain good habits.

　　 Raymond closed his eyes and began to silently remember the symbols of meditation, but soon a faint whispering sound aroused Raymond's alertness.

　　 opened his eyes wide and looked around all corners of the bedroom, but there was nothing unusual in the empty room.

　　 With doubts on his face, the frowning Raymond waited for a long time, but this whisper did not appear again, so he closed his eyes and prepared to re-enter meditation.

　　 But not long after, this faint whisper echoed again. "Help me... I'm starving to death..."

　　 eyes widened in horror, and Lei Meng, who jumped off the bed immediately, quickly leaned down and pulled out the container under the bed.

　　 The slightly dehydrated green vines are still the same as they were a few days ago, filling the container full.

　　 Raimon frowned and quickly lifted the top cover, and stretched out his hand to tear up these flexible vines.

　　 From the vine that was quickly torn off, two small bamboo shoots with limbs rolled out.

　　 There were wrinkles all over his skin, and Nimo's originally round and bulging belly sank.

　　 At the same time when Raymond pulled away the vine, the little Nemo, who had rolled from the vine and appeared in front of Raymond, also let out a faint curse. "The big bad guy, you can't bully the kid like this..."

　　 Little Nemo lying on the ground in a frantic manner surprised Raymond.

　　 After reaching out and picking it up, Raymond discovered that its weight was wrong.

　　 Immediately pulled out all the vines in the container, and dragged them to the front to observe carefully. Raymond found that there were quite a few gaps in these vines. UU看书www． uukanshu.com However, the stem under the skin of the green vine has no trace of being gnawed.

　　 "I can't bite..." The hungry little Nemo explained weakly. "Starve the kid to death... the big bad guy helps..."

　　 Ignoring the little Allie who was still asleep, she picked up Raymond of Little Nemo alone, stood up and scanned his bedroom.

　　 A few pots of meditation grass were placed on the head of his bed, and in the corner, only a few tender leaves emerged from the several siamese orchids.

　　 brought the pot of meditation grass that was about to wither, and the little Nemo that he held in his hand was immediately stuffed by Raymond into the pot of meditation grass.

　　 Click, click...

　　 didn't know the strength coming out of Little Nemo. After seeing the meditation grass, it rushed up, gnawing away like a windstorm.

　　 The meditation grass that is more than two feet high, plus the sturdy branches, can be as big as ten little Nimo if it is kneaded into a ball.

　　 But little Nemo, who was gnawing out of hunger, gnawed this meditation grass clean within a few minutes.

　　 His shriveled belly became round, and the little Nemo, who had recovered his strength, couldn't let go of the roots of the meditation grass.

Arms that looked as thin as a matchstick, but even the digging tape quickly digs out the roots of the meditation grass from the soil. These white and tender roots were filled with dirt and were stuffed by little Nemo. Mouth.

The flowerpot the size of a washbasin was quickly smashed into the sky by little Nemo, and the sprinkled soil was thrown out of the flowerpot. Finally, the little Nemo, who was finally full, lay on his back at the bottom of the flowerpot with his hands. Stroking his round belly, he hiccups.

　　 Watching with interest the little Nemo finished eating, Raymond reached in, picked it up and threw it on his bed. "Let's talk about it, how can you be so hungry?"