Hoffa looked up and saw a small figure stumbling and flickering in the air a few times. Each time it flickered, it would appear in another place. It was scurrying around like a headless fly.

It was a young dodo, not dead.

This is a creature that cannot fly but can teleport.

The bird hid in the bushes and shivered. It noticed Hoffa's eyes and whined.

Both Joey and Hoffa stood up, but it became even more frightened, flashing several times in a row, and then hit a tree and fell to the ground.

"There is one alive."

Joey immediately wanted to catch the bird. Unexpectedly, the dodo made a struggling pop and teleported to the tree, trembling and refusing to come down. It was extremely frightened.

Joey quickly said to Hoffa: "You are young, and it will be less wary of you. Help me get it down. This is the last of this group of dodos, and it may be the last one on the earth."

Now, don’t let it run around.”

The last one on earth, Hoffa's pressure suddenly increased. He clapped his hands friendly to the chick on the canopy, hoping to attract it down.

But the bird didn't come down and didn't trust Hoffa.

Hoffa had an idea and took out two chicken drumsticks from his chest that he had brought to the auditorium that night.

The young bird smelled the fragrance of food and turned its head slowly. It was very hungry, but it was afraid of Hoffa and did not dare to come down.

Hoffa put the chicken legs on the ground in the face of its troubled eyes, raised his hands, and backed away slowly.

It still refused to come down.

Hoffa gritted his teeth, removed the wand and placed it on the ground. The Dodo turned around and looked at Joey next to him.

Joey immediately disarmed all his weapons.

Bo!

The nestling on the tree crown disappeared, and then it appeared in front of the chicken legs on the ground and started gobbling it up. It must have been a long time since the big bird fed it, so it was starving.

Hoffa waited for it to finish, then took out another one and walked over slowly. This time the dodo did not dodge and ate the food under Hoffa's palm.

Hoffa breathed a sigh of relief after gaining the other party's trust. After it finished eating, he quickly held the little dodo in his arms. Its body was warm and trembling, like a poor stuffed ball.

"Shh, it's okay."

The fluffy little bird felt Hoffa's calming mental power, and his mood gradually stabilized.

Hoffa discovered a wound on the dodo's leg, and strange blue blood was oozing from the wound.

Hoffa: "Joey, the bird is hurt."

"Who did this? Why did you kill the dodo..." Joey took out a roll of gauze from his waist and bandaged the bird's leg while muttering to himself.

"Could it be some kind of predator?" Hoffa asked quietly.

"No, if it is a predator, then why do you kill it but not eat it? Nature rarely does things like extermination. Besides, these birds have no ability, but their ability to escape is first-rate. Someone who can kill a dodo

, must have strong magical power."

Human? Hoffa looked at the piles of bird carcasses on the ground and couldn't figure out why someone would kill all the birds. Is he a psychopath or for some unknown purpose?

After briefly bandaging the wound, Joey said to Hoffa: "Let's go back and treat this bird first. We must not let it get into trouble again. There is still a bird and a few eggs. This group still has...

....”

However, before he finished speaking, suddenly, there was a sound breaking through the forest.

Whoosh!

A sharp arrow appeared from the darkness and shot toward Hoffa.

Hoffa felt it, but had no time to react. At this critical moment, the thunderbird pushed Hoffa with its wings and pushed him to the trunk of the tree.

The sharp arrow flew past Hoffa's ear and hit the thunderbird's wing. It did not penetrate its feathers, but it made a painful cry.

There was a flash of electricity in the air.

This made Hoffa break into a cold sweat.

He ducked down as fast as lightning, pulled out his wand, and was always ready to start the ghost walk.

And Joey quickly bent his bow and drew an arrow, pointing firmly at the darkness in the forest. "Who is that person?"

The archer appears.

With the clatter of horse hooves, a half-man, half-horse creature slowly emerged from the darkness and appeared in the Forbidden Forest.

This is a tall centaur, a tall old centaur, with a long gray beard and well-developed muscles.

Behind him, a group of horsemen slowly surrounded them from the edge of the woods. Each of them had their bows bent and arrows drawn, and their expressions were extremely alert.

Joey slowly put down his bow and arrow, put his hand on Hoffa's wrist, and told him to calm down.

The gray-bearded centaur looked slightly surprised: "Is it you, Joey?"

Joey asked coldly: "Do you want to die, Nanluo? Why do you want to attack students?"

The old horseman's eyes stayed on Hoffa for a while.

"You got the wrong person." The centaur said in a disembodied voice. "You are not the only ones coming to the woods now, there are several people. They come with different missions, but the purpose is the same darkness."

Following his words, the surrounding centaurs slowly lowered their bows and arrows.

Joey immediately asked: "It's not just us? Did you see the intruder? Who killed these dodos?"

"The third eye is confused by appearances. The invisible future has countless forks. We have reached the end of our destiny."

The bearded centaur looked melancholy and a little sentimental.

Joey: "Damn, what the hell are you talking about?"

The centaur shook his head.

"The Day of Judgment is coming. I have already seen the dark shadows under the night and the flashing thunder and lightning in the sky."

Hoffa frowned, why was this centaur talking so confusingly? When Joey asked him specific questions, he always answered with some words that didn't answer the question.

Obviously Joey thought so too. He had a sullen face, took a deep breath, pulled Hoffa's shoulders, and said angrily: "Are you okay? If you're okay, let's go. I have important things to do."

After saying that, he was leaving.

"Wait a moment."

Nan Nu stopped Joey.

Hoffa turned around, only to find that the centaur's eyes were firmly fixed on him.

"There is a shadow in your future, beware of dark spirits, young man." said the centaur.

Hoffa's eyes widened, but Joey became impatient.

"I really hope you guys can learn to communicate with others normally."

After saying that, he took Hoffa and walked quickly out of the encirclement of the centaurs. He walked back along the way he came.

The centaurs did not follow, they just turned their heads and watched the two people leave.

Walking through the Forbidden Forest, Hoffa remained silent and prophesied. He actually encountered the prophecy.

Prophecy can be said to be Hoffa's most annoying ability, and being a prophet is also the most boring and troublesome profession in the world.

How many great powers and heroes have somehow fallen into this trap. For example, Voldemort and Harry, Xiongba and Fengyun, Zeus and Kratos, for example.

They all listened to a certain prophecy, and then took drastic actions, and finally tricked themselves to death. Not only did they trick themselves, but they also tricked the protagonist. They only fulfilled the reputation of the prophet as a god of predictions.

He still remembered that when he was watching the World Cup in his previous life, someone made a prediction in the forum, saying that a certain team would win the championship. Of course, he didn’t just predict one, he would predict all. When the World Cup was over, he would open a small vest to share his

Upvote the old post that predicted success.

You see, I am a god, I am the prophecy emperor.

Then the people below began to worship, the Prophecy Emperor, the Prophecy Emperor.

Extremely boring.

If it were still the normal world, someone suddenly said to Hoffa: Hey, there are shadows around you kid, be careful of dark souls.

Hoffa would just slap him and say, "Darkness, your mother's legs, is the second one on your head?"

But after all, this is not a normal world. The world of wizards is very weird. Who knows whether prophecies are true or false. At least the prophecies about Harry Potter have basically come true.

The centaurs' words made Hoffa feel stuck in his throat and made him feel uncomfortable all over.

Returning to the place where he first entered the Forbidden Forest, Hoffa couldn't help but ask Joey: "What do those centaurs mean?"

"Don't pay attention to those centaurs, and don't believe what they say," Joey said with disdain. "Those guys are a group of idiots living in the future. What they like to do most is to scare themselves."

Joey took the dodo from Hoffa's arm and said, "Here, help me. I'll go back later tonight."

The old man's words made Hoffa feel a little more comfortable. This man was a bit like Minerva McGonagall.

Joey stood by an oak tree and whistled. Then, a soft ladder was hung on the oak tree, and he climbed up the ladder.

Hoffa looked up and saw that there was a large tree house above him. It was pitch dark when he came and he didn't see it.

He followed Joey and climbed up to the tree house. It was a large oak tree with thick branches and it was not difficult to walk. Soon Hoffa was standing on the wooden platform between the tree crowns. It made a thumping sound when his feet stepped on it.
To be continued...