Journey through the Worlds from the Wilderness

Chapter 366 Alliance
The exquisite porcelain cups were still warm, but the visitors were no longer the ones who poured down the cup of tea. When Gao Feng came to Dumbledore's principal's office, Dumbledore hadn't had time to put away the treats. Nep's tea.

But even so, when he saw the peak, Dumbledore had an expectedly calm expression on his face.

Gao Feng also had a calm face, and Shi Shiran walked slowly to the "snack area" in the room. There are all kinds of snacks and desserts here, which fully demonstrates the owner's deep love for sugar.

"The physique of the elderly will gradually decrease, and their resistance to pain and trauma will naturally weaken. Just like desserts, you must eat less sugary foods, otherwise you will suffer from diabetes." Gao Feng pinched a piece wrapped in sugar coat He took a bite of his cake, and said cursingly at Dumbledore with the corner of his eyes as he ate it.

"Hehe! Mr. Van Gogh, I'm really glad you're not good at black magic like cursing, otherwise I'd be in big trouble." Dumbledore jokingly stroked his chest in salute, with a leisurely gesture, then waved his hands with magic power, The teacup on the table was lifted up and ingested into the palm of his hand.

With a slight smile on his kind face with white hair and white beard, he moved to the silver teapot, opened the lid of the cup with one hand, and shook it slightly with the other hand, and the still warm tea in the cup seemed to have entered. Like a funnel, it swirled and disappeared.

Gao Feng glanced at the teacup, and frowned slightly. This little action fell directly into Dumbledore's eyes. He raised his eyebrows and smiled cheerfully: "Haha! Don't worry, I always do it myself when it comes to food. Although magic is more convenient and faster, it has no soul."

As he spoke, he showed off his tea-making skills for Gao Feng... Compared to the complicated tea ceremony culture, what Dumbledore had mastered was obviously just scratching the surface, but even so, watching him go through the process of making tea, he finally made the tea. A pot of hot tea exuding an elegant fragrance still makes Gao Feng feel as relaxed as if he were watching an artistic creation.

"Please taste it, Mr. Van Gogh." Dumbledore showed this 'work of art' to Gao Feng, with anticipation in his blue eyes.

Glancing down at the exquisite porcelain cup handed by his scorched arm, Gao Feng glanced at Dumbledore, then raised his hand to take it.

"Hehe! Please sit down." Dumbledore greeted with a light smile, and refilled a cup of hot tea for himself. While in the tea, he paused for a while, turned his head to look at Gao Feng, raised his small spoon and asked, "Mr. Van Gogh?"

Gao Feng frowned and shook his head. He lowered his head and took a sip of the tea in the porcelain cup, then placed it directly on the table filled with snacks and sweets. He looked at Dumbledore with a serious face.

"There were rumors in the wizarding world that Albus Dumbledore knew everything, so at this moment, do you already know my reason for coming?"

Dumbledore's eyes narrowed when he heard the words, but his bright and clear pupils were bright and energetic. He carefully looked at Gao Feng's expression, and did not answer immediately.

But through his expression, Gao Feng was already sure, and Dumbledore knew it well.

"Mr. Van Gogh..." Dumbledore opened his mouth to speak, but Gao Feng suddenly raised his arms, and his figure suddenly jumped forward.

The raised arm looks like a dragon flying out of the sea, and the slender five fingers instantly turned into claws, and the majestic true energy lingered in it, the power is impressive!

This grab was heading towards Dumbledore's face, as fast as thunder. You didn't need to look at Gao Feng's cold and serious eyes as sharp as a knife to know that this was a fatal move.

If this kind of move is used against ordinary wizards, no!Even the elite among wizards cannot escape the fate of death, but Albus Dumbledore is the greatest white wizard of this century.

"Obstacle armor!" Dumbledore's tongue burst with spring thunder, and he spat out an unheard of spell. As the uniquely shaped Elder Wand traced an unpredictable trajectory, it instantly acted on Gao Feng's body.

Kacha~ Kachacha! ~
The void condenses into a solid barrier, and the barrier climbs up under the urging of magic power, turning into a close-fitting armor and clinging to the whole body. Under the struggle against the sudden attack carried by Gao Feng, it gradually shatters, but it also stops The figure of the peak.

But before Dumbledore could breathe a sigh of relief, Gao Feng, who was bound like a puppet by the combination of the two spells of "obstacles" and "armor protection", suddenly had a cold look in his eyes, and Dumbledore's heart skipped a beat. With a jump, the sense of crisis rapidly increased, but there was no room for reaction.

I don't know when, a gray-black fog-like deathly atmosphere filled the magic barrier that was shattered and opened a series of winding cracks, and it was suddenly triggered at this moment.

boom! ~Crash! ! ——

The barrier shattered, and the magic power inside was immediately disrupted. Only a weak cold wind was blown up, and it dissipated in the air.

Swish! ——

And in this inexplicable biting cold wind, there was a sharp cracking sound. Three steps away, Dumbledore's pupils shrank and his face was tense, and he wanted to pull back. However, at this moment, the screaming The silvery phantom of the sound suddenly stopped, and it also showed signs.

The silver sharp edge was slanted on Dumbledore's right neck, and the sharp and cold breath touched the skin on the neck, and it only needed a slight hand or a backhand pull to directly cut his soft neck.

This made Dumbledore's eyes widen, but he didn't even dare to swallow, for fear that his throat would be cut if he moved too much.

Gaofeng's body was squatting slightly, his back was like a taut bow. The Adamant alloy knife he held was the arrow of his bow, but it was more deadly than the arrow.

If he had the heart at this moment, Dumbledore would have been killed by the knife.

But then he withdrew the knife and retreated, turning the long knife in his hand and putting it into the "Wuhen stretching spell" in his cuff, the cold and indifferent expression melted on his face, turning into a kind smile like a spring breeze.

After taking five steps back, he paused, looked at Dumbledore, who was still a little frightened in his eyes, and said sincerely: "If I were willing, the greatest white wizard would also fall under my sword, but I don't." Do that."

"Yes." Dumbledore took two deep breaths, calmed down his ups and downs, and looked at Gao Feng with slightly shocked eyes.

"It's because killing you is not good for me, what do you think?" Gao Feng narrowed his eyes and said.

"You're right." Dumbledore's face became serious, he looked at Gao Feng solemnly, and without any detours, he directly invited: "Now there is something that must be beneficial to you, and I plan to invite you to do it together. What do you think, Monsieur Van Gogh?"

Gao Feng understood instantly, nodded and smiled: "Of course it's good."

He paused slightly, and asked Dumbledore seriously: "So now we are considered an alliance?"

"Of course!" Dumbledore was relieved, looked at Gao Feng with relief, and smiled happily: "We are already allies! The kind that can be entrusted to our backs!"

(End of this chapter)