i invent at hogwarts

Chapter 70 Supporting Justice Gang Fight

Snape had long heard from Dumbledore that Voldemort might return, but he dismissed the news.

He bullied Quirrell every now and then just to complete the principal's mission.

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If his moody and powerful master really returns, the wizarding world will definitely be in turmoil.

It will never be as peaceful as it is now.

Even if Voldemort himself does not express his attitude clearly, there will definitely be families who want to take the lead and take the initiative for him.

The gray line now slapped his previous thoughts in the face.

Snape's heart was filled with turmoil, but his face showed no emotion.

Rigg continued: "The first time I met a black shadow... The second time I met that black shadow was after we separated from the centaurs."

As soon as Professor McGonagall looked up, she could see the three strange centaurs standing far behind the tree, neither leaving nor communicating with them.

Hagrid introduced the three centaurs to several professors.

The one with red hair and beard is Ronan, who often interacts with human wizards... The one with black hair is Bain, the next generation centaurs leader who is old-fashioned but very unique to Rigg...

Professors Flitwick and McGonagall both looked at Rigg sideways, wondering how he got the centaurs to treat him differently.

It's not like Hogwarts has never seen a young wizard whose strength far exceeds that of ordinary people.

But no one can be accepted by the Forbidden Forest, and even get help from the proud centaurs.

And, Hagrid hesitated.

"The one with the silver-white horse body is probably Firenze."

Hagrid said uncertainly.

He wiped his tears with a dirty handkerchief and tried to open his eyes to look at the centaur's position. He was not sure whether the one who seemed to be glowing with soft light was Firenze.

He heard Ronan say that Firenze has been different from the person he used to be since a few years ago.

As if it was a message brought by the wind, or perhaps because he heard his name, Firenze stepped on the dirt under his feet and walked forward.

He felt a little excited.

Yes, this is the first encounter.

It didn't matter if he moved, Bain and Ronan could only move forward.

No matter how inclined Ronan was to humans, he had never communicated with so many wizards.

Bain was even more uncomfortable.

Before today, he was still a standard normal centaur who stayed away from wizards and did not deal with wizards.

Now that he actually had to talk to a bunch of wizards, Bain felt like his whole body was in bad shape.

His silky ponytail hangs straight down, and the legs he walks forward look very unfamiliar.

Thanks to the physiological structure of the horse man, he does not have a left foot to interfere with the right foot.

But the pace of walking forward became strange.

Bain awkwardly made his way to the middle.

"It was the centaurs who helped us. Originally, the black shadow wanted to attack Harry with a fireball."

When Rigg was putting out the fire, he was thinking, if all the people present were his own, would he still have a chance to keep the fact that he knew black magic from the professors?

Sure enough, Hagrid opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

He saw that it was Rigg who cast the magic, but the guilt of almost killing Rigg and Harry still lingered in his heart.

It's something so harmless, just a fear of being punished, so it shouldn't matter if you don't talk about it, right?

He didn't recognize it as dark magic, and Hagrid thought that Rigg was worried about being deducted points by the professors for harming the Forbidden Forest.

Hagrid himself was not sure about this. The last young wizard who set fire in the Forbidden Forest was deducted a full 150 points and sentenced to a year of confinement.

Filch was so happy that he supervised the little wizard who was not familiar with Hogwarts to mop the entire castle grounds every day.

Hagrid rubbed his hands and thought, there was no professor to check this matter with him anyway.

Even if the professors came to question him again later, Hagrid could still defend himself.

Why didn't you say anything?

You didn't even ask me.

The other person present was Harry, so there wouldn't be any problems.

At that time, Harry was still running for his life or sinking to the bottom of the creek, and the only thing in his mind was the dark shadow that almost caught up with him.

He knew it was on fire, but he didn't see it until he came up.

The centaurs finally arrived at the center of the field.

They all heard what Rigg said, but said nothing.

Facing Professor McGonagall, they returned to their usual attitude towards wizards.

Professor McGonagall, as the representative of the Hogwarts professors, expressed her gratitude to the centaurs.

None of the centaurs answered.

For a moment, the center of the clearing fell into deathly silence. No one spoke or responded to Professor McGonagall.

Finally, kind-hearted Ronan nodded to Professor McGonagall.

Professor McGonagall felt a little better now and was not so embarrassed.

Bain began to look up at the sky again.

He had long known that the centaur tribe would join Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in the future, but would this fate be because of what happened now?

He doesn't know.

The trajectory of the stars is always blocked for various reasons, preventing the horse people from making the most complete and correct language or interpretation.

Today was a different day, so Bain wanted to take a closer look.

The night sky tonight is astonishingly bright, the moon sweeps across everything, and the stars are as bright as the most standard star map.

Firenze suppressed his excitement, but his eyes betrayed him.

His eyes were sparkling, astonishingly blue, like light sapphires.

He looked at Harry carefully, his eyes resting on the distinct and prominent scar on Harry's forehead.

"You are the Potter boy, the savior."

Firenze's heart was filled with emotion.

Just like that, the wheel of fate began to turn.

It was very similar to what he dreamed about.

The weak Voldemort, the savior who broke into the forest, and the injured unicorn.

Hagrid thought the first unicorn was dead.

In fact, the unicorn just lost a lot of blood and was rescued by Firenze.

Now outside the centaur tribe, Firenze's territory is resting and recuperating.

That unicorn, Firenze could proudly say, had saved it from certain death.

He is also much fatter than before.

This also proves that destiny can be completely changed.

He looked at Professor McGonagall again and said, "You don't need to explore the forest anymore, the forest is safe."

The danger is not in the forest, but in Voldemort.

Firenze thought calmly.

He didn't know how much preparation Hogwarts could make in advance.

But Dumbledore was an iconic figure who had been fighting against Voldemort in his dreams, with unparalleled strategies.

It was better than the centaurs he had never learned from.

"My name is Firenze, and I want to talk to Principal Dumbledore."

He added another sentence.

After gaining such a strange power and changing his original destiny.

Firenze's eyes followed Professor McGonagall and Snape, and rested on Rigg.

Maybe this is the price of changing your destiny?

Firenze thought with some worry, fate could affect his whole body at a moment's notice.

The unicorn is not dead, so new characters must face the danger.

This is fair and in line with the philosophy of the horse people.

But it also shows that his dream may not be accurate and may change.

He needed someone smarter to plan the future with who would never join Voldemort.

The future of the horse people rests on his shoulders, and he always has to think more.

Firenze still stayed because he wanted to meet with Principal Dumbledore. Now that his goal was achieved, he calmed down and prepared to leave soon.

But something happened that shocked Firenze.

Bain watched the sky for a long time while Ronan waited patiently.

He didn't leave just because he received Bain's order.

Bain looked at the leader, Professor McGonagall, and said: "I see the future of cooperation between centaurs and Hogwarts. If you need it, ask Hagrid to find Ronan."

Hagrid's jaw dropped to the ground, and Snape frowned in discomfort.

He often comes to the Forbidden Forest to collect herbs, but he has never been favored by these centaurs.

Firenze, who had already turned around and was about to leave, turned back in shock.

how so?

How could Bain support the centaurs and wizards in the same camp? And explain his prophecy to the wizard?

As soon as he saw Harry, his memory of the dream became clearer.

In the dream, Bain's roar seemed to echo in his ears.

"Remember, Firenze, we swore an oath not to disobey God's will. Didn't we see the omens shown in the movement of the planets?"

What made Bain change? How much has his destiny changed?

The pupils of Firenze's light blue eyes were constricted, and he glanced back and forth at everyone present.

Obviously yesterday morning, Bain was still normal.

His teachings to Ronan were heard outside the centaur tribe.

He anticipated many situations, but never thought that the centaur camp behind him would change.

What should I do? What happened?

Firenze thought in a panic.

"Did you see the injured unicorn?"

After careful consideration, Bain said, "That black shadow is very dangerous. You should pay attention. This is what the trajectory of the stars told me."

"Yes, I will stand with humanity if necessary."

Bain, Ronan, and Firenze nodded with their mouths wide open, and looked at Rigg again.

"Do you know what unicorn blood can be used for?"

"My name is Heimdall Day, and that's Harry Potter."

Rigg said: "Can the blood of unicorns extend life?"

Professor McGonagall cast an admiring look at Rigg. She didn't expect that Rigg's knowledge level had reached this point.

This is at least 5th grade content.

Harry shook his head, he didn't know the answer to this question, "We only used its horn and tail hair in Potions class. Oh, some wands also have unicorn hair."

That's all Harry knew, he really didn't know much about unicorns.

Several professors knew the answer to this question, but it was obvious that Bain was not asking them.

He kept his eyes on Rigg and Harry.

Professor McGonagall, Professor Flitwick and Snape looked at each other with the same serious expressions on their faces.

They all began to have an answer in their minds.

"This is because killing a unicorn is an extremely cruel thing." Firenze quickly answered impatiently.

"Only those who have nothing and want everything would commit such a heinous crime. The blood of a unicorn can extend your life, even if you are dying, but you must pay a heavy price for it. In order to save yourself

It killed a pure, weak and helpless life, so from the moment its blood touches your lips, you will have a half-dead life, a cursed life."

Bain was almost amused by Firenze.

Firenze, a centaur, seemed to have some abnormality in his mind since he woke up one day three years ago.

After offending his father, he was expelled from the centaur territory and finally found a safe place to rest nearby.

Since then, I have seldom socialized with them, and I don’t know what I am studying every day.

Every time he met Bain, he could see Firenze's disapproving eyes following him.

He really had a hundred thousand Merlin's socks hanging on his head, and he couldn't understand what Firenze was thinking.

Not to mention the fate of surrendering to a human wizard, just seeing Firenze robbing him as if his own destiny had been robbed.

Bain was delighted.

Harry looked at the back of Firenze's head, which shone with silver spots in the moonlight.

"But who is that outlaw?"

Harry expressed his doubts aloud, "If you have to be cursed for the rest of your life, you might as well die, right?"

"That's it." Bain agreed, with a strange look on his face.

He had been holding back for so many years and never told anyone about the fate he saw, so it felt quite comfortable to suddenly say it.

"Unless you're just using it to delay your life so you can drink something else - something that fully restores your energy and spells - something that makes you immortal. Well now, you know

Is something XZ in the school right now?"

"The Philosopher's Stone, the elixir of life created by Nicoléme."

Rigg replied calmly.

Professor Flitwick shrieked, "How did you know? Oh my God, how many little wizards have gone on night walks."

Professor McGonagall's face also turned green.

She thought she finally understood what the young wizards Rigg and Harry were causing trouble with Filch before.

"Can't you imagine, who has been waiting silently for so many years, eager to make a comeback? Who is clinging to life, waiting for the opportunity?"

Firenze has never had such a tacit understanding with Bain.

After one person finished speaking, the other began to continue speaking, making them more like twins than twins.

Firenze was so scared now that he began to worry that because he had changed his destiny, his destiny would be replaced by someone else's.

If this is the case, Firenze's heart seems to be grasped by a big hand. How long can he survive?

In the rustle of the leaves in the wind, Harry seemed to hear again what Hagrid said on the night they first met: "Some people say he is dead. I think it is pure nonsense. I am afraid there is not much humanity left in him.

So it is impossible to die."

Before Professor McGonagall could stop them, Rigg answered the question.

"It's Voldemort, right?" Rigg's voice overlapped with Harry's.

Harry's voice was low and hoarse, but Rigg's voice was a little brisk.

He had been waiting for this day for too long.

It took him a long time just to guide Voldemort to choose Quirrell instead of Snape.

Professor Flitwick made a gasping sound, as loud as a boiling kettle.

"Merlin's socks..." Professor McGonagall whispered.

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