Sword and Magic and Taxi

Farraver, I am Witte Fergus from the Emergency Services Department of the Ministry of Magic. This time there is an important task that requires your cooperation. The neat hair is combed to the back of the head, and each strand is quite distinct. Fergus was wearing a black suit, with white gloves stretched out towards Faraf, and his body exuded a faint scent of orchid.

This is Farafore's earliest memory of Fergus, clearly displayed in front of Zhao Mai, like an immersive VR movie. Mr. Fergus, I have heard of you for a long time. What can I do for you?

A crisis that may trigger the prophecy of disaster is about to come, and we must find a way to prevent it. Fergus said quite briefly, but Faraford accepted it and believed it. We don't know yet who triggered it and how, but we have a crisis compass to detect it.

So Zhao Mai saw Fergus's magical pocket watch. At that time, the pointer on it was still at the alert level. Faraf felt a strong sense of mission in his heart, and without much thought or asking, he stood up and expressed his willingness to devote himself to the end.

This is not right, there must have been some foreshadowing before. Even if it was the first time Fergus appeared, Farafor should have known about him from somewhere. Zhao Mai pushed aside his memory and continued searching downwards.

Human memory is like a maze. When used by oneself, the soul, feelings, and impulses are indexing systems. For Zhao Mai, an outsider, he can only look down layer by layer. Fortunately, Zhao Mai can use psychic powers to imitate Farafore's emotions. When emotions such as pride and responsibility dominate, there is always one word that repeatedly appears in Farafore's memory.

Emergency Services, referred to as EE. Farafore's grandfather once worked here, and then there was a blank memory about his father. In the end, Farafore's memory ended abruptly when he wanted to join EE, and there was no follow-up at all. Zhao Mai speculated that Farafoo may have participated in some kind of joining test or training, but for some reason, his memory was erased.

Even the memory of his father has many traces of being erased. The wizards' techniques were rough, far less precise and complete than the Witch King's, and had the characteristics of the Forgetting Curse everywhere. Regarding EE, there is only one address left, which is in Gringotts Vault 007, and there is nothing of value left. Zhao Mai exited Faraf's memory and snapped his fingers in his ear.

His brain was forcibly removed, and Farafoo, who was already in a daze, slowly woke up, and his eyes finally came into focus. I...I...I...

Zhao Mai picked up a leaf and wiped the saliva and foam from Faraf's mouth. Are you happy that you are alive?

Mai...Mai...

Don't talk like that. You are suspected of cheating on the word count. Zhao Mai shook his head and said: It will take a while for you to fully recover the function of your brain. During this time, I will take care of you.

After saying that, he sat directly on the ground, holding his chin and thinking deeply. Farafo looked around. The vegetation here was more dense and twisted, and a sinister and terrifying atmosphere spread all around. His mind kept sending out Danger! Danger! signals.

As if sensing his gaze, a tree suddenly opened its eyes, with bloodshot whites surrounding a broken black pupil. Then, it stretched out a tree root towards Faraf, hiding under the grass stems, moss and fallen leaves, like a snake or an earthworm.

Faraf's body was still unable to move. His eyes were wide open, he was breathing rapidly and sweating profusely. His move attracted the attention of more creatures around him. A round bug crawled out through the soil, raised its hard-shelled head, and revealed its mouth full of stingers and straws, as well as its excited expression of discovering a feast. He stepped forward on his long and dense calves and headed towards Faraf.

The animals and plants here are quite anxious. They live in fear caused by the force of nature. They are anxious to live and anxious to die. They are anxious to change but also anxious to last. I don't feel good here. Zhao Mai glared over , the tree froze immediately, and the insect was so frightened that it turned over, with its feet in the air, swinging back and forth like a roly-poly.

Zhao Mai pulled the insect over, pushed its legs away with his hands, and carefully examined its body structure and organs. This bug had no intention of resisting at all, and looked resigned to his fate, completely basing his life and death on pleasing Zhao Mai. It has a very interesting eating organ that can absorb your body fluids, dissolve and absorb your proteins, and can also chew your bones, so it is very efficient and there will be no remains left at all. He reached out and knocked on the insect shell. Let it curl up and then throw it away, letting it go. But this is unreasonable. The natural force here is rich and full of vitality. No matter what it is, it will accelerate growth and reproduction. There should be no shortage of food. There are many sets of eating and digestion organs growing at the same time, which is itself a kind of Cumbersome and wasteful. Why should it be like this?

Farafo rolled his eyes and thought 'how should I know'. Zhao Mai rubbed his feet on the ground, then pulled up the tree root that had just been stretched out, put it in front of his eyes and looked at it, and then put it in his mouth to chew, and the bright red tree sap flowed down.

He then spat out the contents of his mouth. It's the same. Trees have an additional system for absorbing decaying matter from corpses. They obviously only need soil, water and sunlight to survive, so why do they need to evolve like this?

Mc...Mike, you won't leave me here, will you? Faraf was finally able to say a complete sentence.

I have this idea, but I won't do it. Zhao Mai said to Faraf: I looked at your memory and found that you are just a pawn, used to test the prophecy of disaster. Fergus used you to test it one after another. Me, Jebo and Paul, finally determined that Paul was the one. I know you were the one who knocked Paul out with the Stunning Charm, but luckily you weren't the one who tampered with his wand and broom. I only have one question left, I know You don’t have an answer either, but we can discuss it together. How did Fergus know to tamper with the wand and broom? Why not just kill Paul? Even if Paul is the unstable factor, why not imprison him?

Farafor shook his head. You have to ask Fergus about this. This is something he did and has nothing to do with me.

Look, you are still unwilling to cooperate, and you are not even interested in discussing the issue. Zhao Mai shook his head and said, It has nothing to do with you? I know all your emotions, including watching Fergus prepare to use The psychological activities of those tools that came to kill Paul. Aren’t you anxious to rush as a substitute to participate in the game, and you also had the idea of ​​​​killing Paul as soon as possible to end it? You said this has nothing to do with you?

I, I was just following Fergus's orders!

Well, I understand. You don't even have the basic courage to take your own responsibilities. If you don't dare to admit it, how can you change it? Zhao Mai stood up and stretched hard: I don't want to waste time with you. No. An unqualified villain would leave you in this dangerous environment, waiting to die slowly. I won't.

The hunter's blood spear pierced Faraf's head, and the wound's ability to expand completely exploded his neck. Zhao Mai patted the carrion-eating tree and let its roots wrap around it.