Mastering Thunder from Hogwarts

"Yes, but Hagrid doesn't seem to be a wizard. I have seen him several times while hunting in the territory near Hogwarts, and gradually became familiar with him. He is different from other wizards. I have also shared prey with him.

." Firenze's voice was clear and loud, but not harsh.

"He is my friend, the Forbidden Forest Warden of Hogwarts." Anduin nodded. What Firenze said was basically consistent with the information he heard from Hagrid.

"So you still have such a fate. It seems that fate has not abandoned the centaurs tribe, and the morning star is still looking after us." The elder centaurs put their hands on their chests, faced the sky, and paid tribute to the celestial phenomena.

The centaurs beside him also saluted the sky with respect, much more reverently than when they faced Anduin just now.

Anduin couldn't help but frowned when he saw this. Why were these centaurs so nagging that they seemed to be saved by fate? If he had known better, he would have waited until they were dead before taking action.

"The movements of the stars are ever-changing. In the face of the vast and majestic universe, we are as insignificant as ants. I advise you not to always rely on the stars. Sometimes wise vision and mind are more reliable than the stars." Anduin was a little puzzled.

A charming interruption.

"You!" Another young centaur next to the elder heard the disrespectful words spoken by Anduin. He was a little angry and wanted to stop him, but was immediately stopped by the elder beside him.

"Ronan, your benefactor's words are of great wisdom. You must not be disrespectful to your benefactor." The elder shook his head at the young centaur beside him, and then looked at Anduin, "You are right, sometimes we will fall into the effects of the stars.

In our confusion, just like this crisis, we were almost unaware of it beforehand."

Then the elder took a few steps forward and asked softly: "Please tell us your name. I am Brandwarden, the chief of this horse people, in this forest you call the Forbidden Forest.

, we regard the South Territory, which is the area near Hogwarts, as our territory, but from now on you will be our guest and friend."

"Anduin Wilson, currently studying at Hogwarts, nice to meet you." Anduin could see that the centaur elder was wise and rational, so he was very polite to him.

"Nice to meet you, Anduin." Brandwarden smiled, took off a horn from his body, and handed it to the other party, "To thank you for your help, please accept this gift from me. This is

Make a horn made of the horns of Riam cattle. Blow it in the Southern Territory, and all the centaurs who hear the sound of the horn will come to respond to you immediately."

"Thank you." Anduin raised his eyebrows and accepted the horn with satisfaction. He didn't expect that there would be gifts to receive.

The handsome Firenze also stepped forward quickly, took off the only intact longbow on his body, and handed it to Anduin.

"This is my sidearm. It is made of blackthorn wood and my tail hair. It is my treasure. It symbolizes my friendship and respect for you. Please accept it." Firenze said with a respectful expression.

He handed over the long bow in his hand.

Faced with Firenze's solemnity, Anduin also accepted the gift from the other party with a serious expression, and then the centaurs around him lined up and stepped forward one by one to present the gifts they regarded as treasures to Anduin.

Even Ronan, who had been a little disrespectful before, also presented his most beloved stainless steel dagger with the same respectful expression.

After a while Anduin received a horn, a long bow, a dagger, a spear, two bags of rare herbs, and a necklace made of unicorn tail hair and animal teeth.

And a piece of bezoar the size of a centaur's fist.

After accepting these gifts, Anduin had a deeper understanding of centaurs. Although these centaurs are a bit stubborn and stubborn, they are more simple, natural and worthy compared to some intrigues and deep-thinking humans.

trust.

After receiving these gifts with the same solemnity, the elder Brandwarden told Anduin that if he needed their help, he was welcome.

Anduin seemed to have thought of something at this time, and asked Brandwarden: "Do you know anything about these werewolves, and the leader of the werewolf wizards, how did he suddenly gather the werewolves together?"

"Well, as for these werewolves, I only know that they were only active in the Northern Territory before. Judging from the news I got from the same people in the Northern Territory, they have been operating relatively scattered and there is no sign of gathering." Brandwarden

He pointed to the direction where Anduin appeared before.

"And I have never seen the werewolf leader, but I have some guesses about it."

"Oh? What guess?"

"Do you know the mysterious man?"

"You mean the Dark Lord?" Anduin raised his eyebrows in surprise, why did he involve that guy again?

"Yes, before the mysterious man died, he once sent an envoy to contact us, trying to get the centaurs to fight for him. Of course we refused, but we also had a bad relationship with the mysterious man's forces. During that time, we and the black wizard

There have been a lot of frictions and battles. In order to avoid them, the centaur tribes in the Forbidden Forest have dispersed and settled to avoid those dark wizards. Some time ago, we were discussing preparing to re-merge." Brandwarden sighed.

Anduin nodded. It seemed that the Dark Lord's hand was very long, and even non-human races wanted to be included under his command.

"As far as I know, in addition to targeting us, they have had contact with werewolves, giants, and even trolls. Of course, they failed. The trolls' intelligence cannot understand their thoughts." Brandwa.

Den explained.

"Are you saying that the werewolf wizard might have been sent by a mysterious man to summon werewolves?" Anduin suddenly realized.

"Yes, he is very likely to succeed, but facing the passing of the mysterious man and gathering a bunch of werewolves under his command, he can only find another way out." Brandwarden nodded.

"I understand, thank you for clarifying my doubts." Anduin thanked the elder.

It's the Death Eaters again. These guys are really haunting. Anduin thinks that Brandwarden's guess is pretty close, so he can't let this guy go.

After the conversation, Brandwarden said goodbye to Anduin, and then led the centaurs away.

The young centaurs headed by Firenze still nodded respectfully to Anduin before leaving. They had clear grievances and would not be stingy with the goodwill they should express.

After watching the centaurs leave, Anduin put the gifts he received into his newly made space ring, and then planned his next move.