Hogwarts behind-the-scenes big boss

"You are here to help my students." A booming voice came, and Moriarty and others saw a tall figure walking out of the woods not far away.

It was a burly man. His face was almost completely covered by long unkempt hair and a thick tangled beard. He was wearing a big brown coat and was holding two bales of hay in his hands.

"I'm Rubeus Hagrid. Mr. Filch told me about you, um...Slytherin House, okay, okay, come with me. Fang, let's go!"

Hagrid seemed a little cold and walked towards another forest. Larbo and Keith were obviously not satisfied with Hagrid's attitude and followed Moriarty reluctantly.

On the way, Jericho said: "Mr. Hagrid, what do we need to do?"

"Good question, I almost forgot to mention it," Hagrid stopped, loosened his hands, and two bales of hay fell to the ground. He pointed at the hay and said, "The one on my left is sage, and the one on my right is sage."

Mallow, you need to collect a lot of sage and mallow in this forest, and then give it to me, it's that simple."

"Is it that simple?" Larpo said lightly: "If it's so simple, why can't you collect it yourself?"

Hagrid glanced at him and quickly looked away with disdain.

"Mallow grows underground, but sage is not easy to pull out. If the demand is not so great, I still have some stock there, but the horses need too much this time, and they asked me for help... Oh!"

Hagrid covered his mouth, he let it slip.

Several little wizards laughed, and Jericho nodded: "Aha, it turns out that centaurs are involved."

Moriarty picked up a stick of sage, and a faint fragrance came to his nose. He said to Hagrid: "Centaurs are good at stargazing. In order to further interpret the results of stargazing, they usually burn sage and incense."

Mallow.

So the centaurs must have encountered complicated and difficult to understand astrological changes, right Hagrid?"

Hagrid shook his head: "I don't know. Firenze just asked me to find these hay. Act quickly. Oh, by the way, we'd better divide into two groups."

Jericho, Percy and others all stood behind Moriarty. Hagrid curled his lips in embarrassment, and Yaya stood at his feet.

"Marcus, you and Mr. Hagrid are a team," Moriarty winked at his follower: "You help Mr. Hagrid collect mallows, and we will collect sage."

Marcus nodded understandingly, and after everyone formed their teams, the two teams walked in two directions.

Moriarty heard Marcus say to Hagrid in an unskilled tone: "Mr. Hagrid, I heard that there is a group of hippogriffs in the Forbidden Forest. Those big guys are very lovable. I am

Said, I like them. Yes, I am also planning to take the Care of Magical Creatures course next year."

Jericho also heard it and whistled: "When did Marcus become interested in magical animals?"

"I suggested that he study magical animals, so that he could at least learn something." Moriarty revealed the matter lightly.

As they went deeper into the forest, they saw clusters of sage. Moriarty tapped the ground beneath his feet with the Slytherin staff, and the sage that was difficult to pull out automatically flew out of the soil.

Keith said with a smile: "It's really too simple. Professor Dumbledore is right. Walking with Mr. Moriarty is like an outing."

More and more sage piled on the ground, forming a haystack, and Moriarty said: "I think these should be enough."

"No, kid, it's not enough." A gentle voice came from the woods nearby, followed by a rustling sound, and a centaur walked out of the darkness.

Jericho and others pulled out their magic wands. What they just said was what the centaur said. Although the words were very gentle, the centaur held a bow and arrow in his hand.

Moriarty took a few steps towards the centaurs and said: "We are students at Hogwarts, working with Hagrid to search for sage for your divination."

The centaur's surprisingly blue eyes looked at Moriarty unblinkingly: "I know, the stars tell me that you may come these days, so I often come out to look for you. I am Firenze.

No harm intended, nice to meet you, Slytherin."

"Did the stars also tell you my name?" Moriarty looked at Firenze.

This centaur has platinum-blond hair, but below the waist it is brownish-red, with a shiny body and a long silver-white tail trailing behind it.

Firenze hesitated: "Well... the stars always tell us a lot..."

Then, he changed a serious tone: "The centaurs have spent centuries revealing the secrets of the movement of stars in the universe. Our research results tell us that from the sky above our heads, we may be able to detect

future.

——This is different from the future in your mind. What will I eat tomorrow morning? Can I get extra points for the class the day after tomorrow? How many excellent grades can I get in the final exam? These are not the future, maybe that is fate...

And we observe the stars and use an objective and impartial perspective to record the important trends of disasters or changes. It may take more than ten years to prove that we are right."

Moriarty understood, and became even more curious. He vaguely remembered that Firenze was close to Harry Potter, and the Centaur also divined that Voldemort would start the Second Wizarding War.

But what does this have to do with Moriarty?

Firenze seemed to see Moriarty's confusion. He raised his head slightly and said, "Did you notice that there is no moon today?"

"So what?" The magic wand in Jericho's hand has not yet been put down, but he holds it tighter: "There is no moon? What does this mean? If you look at it, the so-called future and destiny are all pretentious tricks.

!”

Firenze ignored Jericho, he only had eyes for Moriarty from the beginning.

"One day in December 1987, the moon suddenly disappeared and did not appear even at night. We recorded that from that day on, there would occasionally be moonless nights," Firenze said calmly.

Percy took a breath and seemed to remember something, and shouted: "December 1987? Charlie told me during the summer vacation that ghosts were partying, Peeves was laughing, and the murals were dancing... They

What was that day called? The Hogwarts Riot?"

Firenze looked at Percy and said, "This is an obvious sign. Maybe the riot at Hogwarts and the moonless night you mentioned are the same day."

"Wait a minute, are you saying that the so-called Hogwarts riot affected the stars?" Moriarty was no stranger to the "riot" because he read the "Daily Prophet" throughout 1987.

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It is recorded above that the so-called great riot was a group of ghosts, murals, armors, and stone pillars coming out to have fun, and not a single wizard participated.

Moriarty thought it was another stunt.

Firenze did not give a definite answer to this, but just prevaricated vaguely. Moriarty seriously suspected that he did not know.

Moriarty had to change his question: "Mr. Firenze, do you think that the riot at Hogwarts and the moonless night have something to do with me, don't you?"

Facing Moriarty's bright eyes, Firenze nodded slowly: "Yes, Slytherin. You may not know that a few years ago, we observed the stars and divined the future of the British wizarding world in the next ten years.

There will be a wizarding war within the year, and the direction of the war is related to two people."

Moriarty knew he was talking about Harry Potter and Voldemort.

"But -" Firenze continued: "Since the first moonless night, the stars have changed, their orbits, speeds, and the connections between planets and stars... everything has changed. So we are re-

Divination…”

"So you need a lot of sage and mallow." Moriarty understood.

"That's right," Firenze circled around Moriarty: "In September, you're here. Slytherin, Slytherin!

This surname is destined to be unusual for you. Our ancestors have never had the experience of divination information about the Big Four or their descendants through astrology, and you are the same, but I don’t think this is a coincidence."

Suddenly the wind picked up, and everyone felt chilly. Moriarty's voice sounded particularly strong in the wind: "I don't think this is a coincidence either!"

Firenze stretched out a hand: "I'm glad you agree with me. There is some disunity among us regarding the new divination, and they prohibit him from revealing it to you in advance."

"So, what is the new divination?" Moriarty stretched out his hand and shook it gently.

Hesitation and panic flashed across Firenze's face. After a long time, he said: "It was a chaotic state. There was not only war, but also change, fear, and another - I don't know what it was.

, but it seems like an opportunity? Or a choice?”