harry potter book of crimes

There was still no one in the huge city of London.

Although the army of zombies has already left here, and Haierbo seems to have never come back, to this day, no one dares to set foot here easily.

On the street, traces of the fierce battle still remain: collapsed high-rise buildings, cracked pavement, shops along the street with broken doors and windows, and large blood stains that have long since dried and turned black... Looking around, it is full of mess that makes people frown.

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Maka did not stay here for too long. He just extended his perception ability with all his strength and scanned the entire city. After finding no trace of Haierbo, he quickly left.

Because this place is so familiar. If you see it too much, your already bad mood will definitely be made worse by the dilapidation and silence here.

As for where his next stop will be... of course it will be the centaurs tribe.

Ever since the centaurs foresaw the danger and moved their entire family out of the Hogwarts Forbidden Forest early, it seems that this was an extremely accurate foresight.

After that, perhaps because the horse people had long been accustomed to living in dense forests, the place they moved to was still a deep mountain forest.

From the city to the green mountains, in one step, the steel jungle turned into a real forest, but Maka didn't feel that relaxed and happy.

The sense of depression always surrounded him, as if a ghost was lingering.

"Is no one coming out?"

Maka paused for a moment at the edge of the woods on the hillside, looked around, and sure enough, no one appeared. If it had been in the past, with the excellent gift of foresight of the centaurs chief, I am afraid he would have sent his tribe out long ago.

Waiting for him.

Unfortunately, Firenze also said at Hogwarts earlier that this huge disaster has disrupted the starlight, and the centaurs' ability to predict astrology has been greatly limited.

I don't know if he can get the help he expected this time.

While Maka was thinking about this, she casually pushed aside a bush that was half a man tall, and dived into this mountain forest, which was a bit dark even during the day.

To be honest, since this forest is really dense, if you throw someone in randomly, you might not even be able to figure out the direction before taking two steps. Fortunately, Maka can easily find the centaurs tribe even without the help of magic perception.

The specific location was because he had already visited it when the centaurs first moved there.

Not long after, when Maka once again pulled away a bush blocking the road and bypassed a thick tree trunk, the original wooden fence with obvious traces of man-made construction fell into his eyes.

The tribe of the horse people is still like that. All buildings follow the principle of "no more effort should be made in a simple place", and they are basically built on the trunks of living trees.

Although in the words of the centaurs themselves, this is called "caring for trees and caring for nature." But Maka estimated that the word "lazy" would also be a big influencing factor.

"...McLean?"

The first person to notice Maka appearing here was a centaur guard standing guard at the entrance of the tribe with a bow and arrows on his back. When he turned his head and saw Maka standing on the outside of the fence not far away, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

one time.

"Oh! May the stars still favor you... Please come in, I will go and inform Brother Davrosbane first, and you take Mr. MacLean over slowly."

After seeing what the other party said, he immediately threw off his hooves, turned around, and ran back, kicking and stamping on the ground, towards the back of the tribe. In response, one of the three other centaur guards next to him took two steps forward and rushed forward.

Following Maka, he stretched out his hand into the tribe and said:

"Mr. MacLean, my tribe Davros has been waiting for you for a long time."

Compared with the centaur who ran back just now, the "Bane" in front of him is obviously older and much calmer.

When Maka saw this, she naturally did not refuse. She nodded and followed him into the new tribe of centaurs.

Once inside, as we went deeper, the surrounding shacks and houses finally became slightly more regular due to the use of stone.

As far as Maka knows, differences in residences like this can also be used to distinguish the status of its owner in the centaurs tribe. The closer you are to the inside and the more stones are used, the more status the centaurs living there have.

high.

Until Davros in a tribe...that is, the tribe leader of the Centaurs, basically lived next to the forbidden area of ​​the Centaur ancestral temple built purely from large bricks and stones, or simply using natural caves and grottoes.

But this time, because they had not moved here for a long time, the ancestral temple forbidden area was under construction, but their current leader, Davros, still lived in a shack that was mostly made of wood.

But compared to the residences of other tribesmen, it is obviously much larger.

When Maka walked all the way to the big shed located in the deepest part of the tribe under the gaze of many centaurs, the young centaur who was making a little noise had already walked out of the house and said to Maka

:

"Please go in! Davros is waiting for you inside."

Seeing that after the other party said something to Maka, he and Bain who led Maka over directly guarded the door and became the guard of the clan leader's residence. Maka couldn't help but shrugged, and then stepped out from between the two of them.

Passed by and walked straight in.

As soon as he entered the door, he felt that the light behind him dimmed slightly, and the two centaurs had blocked the door, blocking the sight of all the tribesmen.

Maka did not look back, because he had already discovered that the "Davros" sitting inside... seemed to be in a bad state.

"Mr. MacLean...please take a seat as you please!"

I remember that it had only been a few years since the previous generation of Davros resigned and died. Now this term should be in the prime of life. And this is indeed the case.

Judging from the sound of the opponent's tendons, it can be said that he is in the prime of life.

However, at this moment, in front of Maka, the seemingly strong young Davros was "sitting" on the soft shop with his four legs bent, leaning against the middle wall pillar. He looked sick no matter how he looked.

A depressed look.

"Davros, look at...what's going on? Did there be a backlash after the prophecy failed?"

The centaurs' patriarch could be made to look like this in such a miserable state. After much deliberation, Maka could only think of this possibility, and based on Firenze's words at the time, it seemed that this was almost the case.

Sure enough, soon, he saw the other party nodding slowly.

"However... it can't actually be considered a complete failure. At least before I paid the due price, the awesome power of the stars... still solved some of my doubts."

Young Davros said softly:

"And this time I asked Firenze to invite you here just for this part of the revelation given by the stars."