Chapter 264 Phoenix's Way of Traveling

Fox gradually calmed down after Kyle's persuasion and a handful of fresh herbs.

While it was eating herbs, Kyle couldn't help but reach out and rub the feathers on its neck.

This was the first time Kyle had really stroked a phoenix... How should I put it? The feathers were a little hard, not as fluffy and soft as an owl, but they felt good.

It was delicate and smooth, with a little warmth, and felt like a gold galleon just taken out of the vault.

After eating the herbs, Fox spread his wings and flew towards the window.

Kyle thought it was going back.

But Fox stopped at the window sill, and then landed next to Rodan. He folded his wings and began to take a nap, looking sleepy after eating.

Rodan, who was sleeping soundly, was suddenly awakened. He tilted his head to look at the uninvited guest, and the feathers on his neck stood up all of a sudden.

It raised its claws and moved aside without saying a word, leaving more space for Fox.

Kyle looked at Laton expressionlessly, then curled his lips in disdain.

This stupid bird, when he is in a bad mood, he will chase and beat up other owls even if they just look at it.

Why is it so cowardly now!

It seems that he understood Kyle's eyes... Laton turned his head silently and chose to ignore it.

It also wanted to be tough, but it was dyed with red hair all over its body, and it was not easy to mess with it at a glance... It's better to have less trouble than more trouble, so just endure it.

The two birds stood on the windowsill, one on the left and one on the right, unexpectedly harmonious.

Kyle sat down at the table and glanced at the box not far away.

Judging from Fox's appearance, he probably won't go back in the short term... With it next to him, he definitely can't ask Riddle for extra lessons.

Although the phoenix may not be able to recognize the Horcrux, what if it does.

And if it knows, it is equivalent to Dumbledore knowing it.

Although Kyle said that he would give the diary to Dumbledore, he would wait until it was no longer useful, at least not now.

But if he didn't take tutoring classes, it seemed that there was nothing to do.

Phoenix didn't like crowded places, and would definitely not go out with him to play Quidditch, but Kyle was worried about leaving it alone at home.

He couldn't just stay in the room and read the magic formula all day.

Now that his research on magic has passed the initial elementary stage, without Riddle's help, the efficiency of reading by himself is too low, which is a bit of a waste of time.

While thinking about it, Kyle accidentally glanced at the box next to him.

After thinking for a moment, he walked to the window sill.

"Fawkes, how about I take you out to relax.

Fawkes opened his eyes.

"Newt Scamander... I think you should know where he lives. "Kyle asked.

Fawkes nodded.

Basically, it knew everything Dumbledore knew, otherwise it would not have been sent to deliver a letter to Nicolas Flamel.

Newt's place was no exception.

"That's good." Kyle said, "How about you take me there?"

Fawkes looked Kyle up and down, a little hesitant.

Kyle thought it didn't want to go, and quickly stretched out two fingers.

"Two cloak grass, plus a bubble pod."

Fawkes didn't hesitate at all this time, and flew to Kyle's shoulder without saying a word, and then made a cry with a bit of expectation.

"Wait a moment. "

Kyle quickly took the suitcase and stuffed the luggage he had prepared in advance and the box into it, "Okay, no problem now..."

Before he finished speaking, Kyle disappeared into the room in an instant with a flaming light.

On the windowsill, Rodon, who had just fallen asleep, was woken up again, and this time it was even worse. An inexplicable gust of air blew it directly out of the window.

And the force was quite strong, as if someone had kicked him.

Rotton fluttered in the air for several circles, and finally flew up again before falling to the ground.

No... it's not over yet!

The irritated Rodon flapped his wings and returned to the windowsill. Just when he was about to find his master to have a good argument, he suddenly found that... there was no one in the room.

In addition, not only Kyle, but also the "red hair" who had just come in was not

There were only tables, chairs, and bookshelves that were blown to the ground, and parchment all over the floor.

Laton flew around the room, and after making sure that no one was there, he returned to the windowsill, swept his wings over the place where "Red Hair" had been before, shrank his neck, and continued to sleep.

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On the other side, the moment Fox took him away, Kyle was strongly squeezed from all directions, and he couldn't breathe at all.

He was like being forcibly rolled into a ball... and it was a bludger, and then he was beaten with sticks by those rude hitters all day.

Then, after an unknown amount of time, his consciousness returned to his body.

Kyle opened his red eyes, he wanted to vomit, but his stomach seemed to be pinched by someone, and he couldn't vomit at all. He could only breathe in the air with the smell of soil in the forest.

"Relax. "

At this time, a gentle voice came from the side.

It was Newt. He gave Kyle a fruit that he couldn't name and motioned him to eat it.

Kyle took it subconsciously and put it in his mouth.

The fruit was sour and astringent, just like biting into an unripe tomato.

But inexplicably, Kyle felt a lot more comfortable.

"What's this……"

"The fruit of the sour green pea pod." Newt said with a smile: "It is also the favorite thing to eat by the ball escaper. How do you feel about it?"

"much better."

Kyle rubbed his ears and said, "I feel like I've Apparated a hundred times in a row."

"Phoenix's way of traveling is just like this. It's simple and rough. It's already pretty good that you're still standing."

Newt gave Kyle another fruit, but Kyle didn't eat it. He just put it under his nose and smelled it.

He finally understood now that Fox's previous hesitation was not because he didn't want to come here, but because he was worried about whether he could adapt to such an exciting way of traveling.

Unfortunately, he understood it too late, and foolishly added two cloakweeds and a bubble pod...

"Probably only Professor Dumbledore can adapt to this type of travel." Kyle muttered in a low voice.

"Actually..." Newt glanced at Kyle with a smile, "Although Dumbledore often has to go to different places to attend various meetings, he usually chooses to Apparate or Portkey.

Only in particularly urgent situations would the power of the Phoenix be used. "

Kyle rubbed his ears again, and for a moment he didn't know what to say. Even Dumbledore couldn't adapt...

"But you really surprised me."

Newt smiled and brought Kyle into the house, "Fawkes almost never takes anyone else on a trip except Dumbledore."

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