As soon as Rowling finished speaking, the teleportation began.
When came to their senses, Andrew and Rowling had already appeared in the middle of the jungle.
"Okay, what bet?", Andrew asked.
Rowling paused for a moment and then suddenly waved her hand to the other side.
The black-wind diabolic wolf that pounced out of the forest turned into pieces on the spot.
"The bet is your life. From now on, until I kill all the monsters of the Secret Place, you can't kill any of them. You won't do anything today.
If you lose, I'll take your life."
"What if I win?" Andrew smiled.
Rowling asked, "What do you want?"
"Give me double the points you get today! I'm going to risk my life. I think it's fair, right?"
"Sure."
Without hesitation, Rowling agreed, "Andrew, you've been making a big fuss recently. Every time you're going to die, you would be able to escape.
Maybe you think you are lucky?
Let me tell you today, you should be humble."
"Humble?"