harry potter book of crimes

"Wait! Wait a minute - what are you doing?"

In the Forbidden Forest, Hagrid opened his arms with a puzzled expression, trying to find the answer to the sudden collective action of the centaurs by blocking the way.

"... Firenze? What on earth is going on?"

There were dozens of centaurs he saw, and those centaurs were galloping extremely fast in the forest. Hagrid's symbolic obstruction alone was absolutely unstoppable.

But they still stopped running and did not choose to deal with Hagrid or easily avoid him.

It seemed that Harry's common-sense speculation was not unfounded.

Firenze is Hagrid's... well, he can barely be regarded as an "acquaintance", right? Yes, the centaurs and wizards have very different ideas. Although they will not take the initiative to fight with wizards, it is just because of compliance.

It's just their nature.

Generally speaking, centaurs hate wizards. Even if the two sides can coexist, it is unlikely that they can become their friends. This is something that even a crude and good-natured person like Hagrid cannot do.

But Firenze is quite different from his compatriots.

Although he also often talks about it, taking the starry sky and destiny as his beliefs throughout his life. But unlike other horse people who "drift in the long river of destiny", when faced with the choice of "horse life", he took the initiative to propose

The pen filled in his own answer.

When Quirrell, who was possessed by Voldemort, sneaked into the Forbidden Forest, killed the unicorn and drank its blood; when a group of young wizards, including Maka and Harry, seemed to be in crisis...

The other two centaurs stood idly by, but Firenze chose to help.

As far as Hagrid is concerned, Firenze is a centaur who is relatively good at holding conversations.

Therefore, when he faced a large group of people staring at him silently, he did not hesitate to choose Firenze as the breakthrough point for conversation.

"...At dawn today, the light of Venus is sharp." Firenze looked at him with half-bright eyes and said seriously, "Hagrid, do you understand?"

"What?" Hagrid said confused.

"...It's a change."

Just when Hagrid was puzzled, a sturdy centaur stood out from the crowd and came to Firenze's side with the respect of other centaurs - that is, in front of Hagrid.

"Davros." Firenze turned around and saluted solemnly.

Since Maka last visited the centaurs tribe, the previous generation of centaurs has stayed in the huge cave forever, and the young centaurs in front of him are the last new generation that Maka saw that time.

The leader of the centaurs.

That is the new Davros.

With Hagrid's understanding of the centaurs, he didn't know anything about this slightly unfamiliar term. But even if he didn't know it, he almost understood it after seeing the attitudes of other centaurs.

"Oh - hello?" Hagrid said hesitantly, "So, what is the reason why you left the tribe this time?"

"Our tribe has been inspired by fate," Davros said solemnly, "The edge of Venus hides chaos, and the trend of change is inevitable... We will move the tribe."

"migrate?"

Hagrid repeated it in surprise, but before he had time to think about it, there was suddenly a sound of footsteps approaching from far away in the woods behind him.

The horsemen immediately raised the wooden bows in their hands and set up their feather arrows.

"Wow--"

When the bushes behind him shook, Harry suddenly emerged from the gap between them.

"Hagrid, are you okay?"

The first thing he saw was Hagrid's huge body, and then he saw a lot of centaurs. The arrows in their hands made him immediately flinch.

"Why are you here? Didn't I ask you to take them back?" Hagrid said angrily, then turned back and shouted to the centaurs, "Put it down, put down your weapons! He is just a child!"

The centaurs remained motionless and paid no attention to what he meant.

Davros looked at Harry and waved his hand to signal his clansmen to temporarily suppress their vigilance.

"Children of giants and wizards, don't be nervous. We don't want to migrate immediately... Fate tells our tribe that it will be difficult to relocate the tribe, but the turmoil and crisis are unstoppable, and the migration is inevitable... We are looking forward to this trip,

I just want to seek help from the wizard..."

When Davros said these words, Hermione and Ron had successfully returned to the castle.

…

"boom!"

Perhaps out of anxiety, he exerted too much force, and the door of the Transfiguration Classroom hit the wall with a loud noise.

"Professor McGonagall——"

"Miss Granger?" McGonagall, who was standing at the desk, turned her head and asked in surprise, "Shouldn't you be in the Care of Magical Creatures class now? What happened?"

"Professor..." Hermione was about to say, but after glancing at some surprised students in the classroom, she changed her voice and said, "Professor, please come out. Professor Hagrid has something urgent to see you."

"Hagrid?" Professor McGonagall paused, looked at Hermione who seemed a little impatient, and then turned to the little wizards in the classroom, "Preview the content of the next chapter first, no whispering!"

After saying that, she immediately walked off the podium, followed Hermione to the corridor outside, and closed the door behind her.

"Miss Granger, what is going on?" Mag asked with a frown.

"It's like this..." Hermione took advantage of the gap just now to take a breath. At this time, she was sorting out her thoughts and explained to McGonagall, "Today Professor Hagrid took us to a forest expedition class, but we just took it.

Not long after, there was an unknown commotion deep in the Forbidden Forest, and Hagrid asked us to come back first to inform you——"

She thought for a moment and then added: "Hagrid said they were centaurs, and there seemed to be quite a few of them!"

"Centaurs?" A trace of doubt flashed in Mag's eyes, "I understand, you did a good job, now you go and ask the students to go back to the common room, do you understand?"

"knew!"

Hermione was about to turn around and leave, but as soon as she took a step forward, she stopped again.

"Professor," she said hesitantly, "that...Harry also followed."

McGonagall, who was walking hurriedly towards the stairs, suddenly turned around, with a somewhat angry expression that made Hermione's neck stiffen.

"Potter? What is he doing?" McGonagall said with a straight face, "Nonsense!"

"Professor! Harry is also worried about Hagrid, he-" Hermione hurriedly excused Harry.

"You don't need to explain," McGonagall interrupted Hermione, "I know, I will pay attention to Mr. Potter's whereabouts when we get there - you go do what you should do now, and always remember,

You are now a Gryffindor prefect!"

After saying that, Mag immediately turned around and continued to rush towards the stairs.

Watching Professor McGonagall leave, Hermione stood there and hesitated for a moment. It was obvious that she was a little confused about what she should do.

She is a strong girl and very smart - one of the very smart among wizards, but she also has shortcomings that cannot be ignored.

When encountering unexpected situations, her "smartness" will turn into an obstacle, and her complex and perfection-seeking thinking will entangle her actions, so that she is always not decisive enough.

At this point, Harry, and even Ron, who never had enough brains, would be stronger than her.

Now she was very hesitant - should she fulfill her duties as a prefect step by step? Or should she follow her own heart and catch up with Harry?

For her, both sides are important.

She still didn't know what the centaurs were going to do, so it might be a precursor to Voldemort's side taking action again. She couldn't rule out the possibility that the commotion in the Forbidden Forest was just a decoy, but she was really worried about the Forbidden Forest where there were only Harry and Hagrid at the moment.

Case.

But fundamentally speaking, what worries her the most is her own powerlessness.

No matter which possibility it is, she doesn't have the ability to change the situation. This is what troubles her the most.

"Hermione!"

When she was hesitating, Ron's voice came from the other side of the corridor.

"Ron?" Hermione quickly sorted out her thoughts to avoid spreading her uneasiness to others, "How is it? Is everyone going back?"

In fact, without Professor McGonagall's prompting, she asked Ron to persuade all the Gryffindor students back to the common room.

Of course, Slytherin's side was not under her control.

"Well, everyone has returned to the lounge." Ron said casually as he walked here, "What about you? Have you seen Professor McGonagall?"

"The professor is on his way over," Hermione thought for a moment, then continued, "No, maybe she is notifying other professors now?"

Not to mention Snape, who has never been easy to talk to, at least Flitwick must be a big help.

Even though Professor Flitwick, who has elf blood, is short in stature, when he was young, he had great strength that matched the title of "Duel Champion".

"Then let's go quickly!" Ron urged immediately, "Harry is still over there!"

"But..." Hermione pursed her lips and retorted less firmly, "We are prefects! Without knowing whether it is bait or not, we have to take responsibility for our classmates -"

"Bait?" Ron said blankly, but then shook his head, "Never mind the bait or not, there is something going on in the woods right now - shouldn't we go and help them?"

"Professor McGonagall has passed!" Hermione looked stubborn on the outside, but was struggling internally. "Besides, what will happen if we go?"

"Lack of strength is not a reason not to go," Ron frowned, "We are just going to help our friends!"

"That's right!"

As soon as Ron's words were spoken, the two of them heard a third voice, which came out slightly unexpectedly.

"If you don't mind, I also want to make a few more friends."

Ron and Hermione turned their heads at the same time, only to see a thin figure appearing at the corner of the corridor - that was a new classmate who was sorted into Slytherin, a boy who called himself "Sokas".