This Hogwarts is not normal

If the Acromantula's reproduction rate is not controlled, the Forbidden Forest may become a large dungeon in another ten years.

BOSS Aragog, hidden BOSS Hagrid.

Under the cold looks of many centaurs, Vincent took a deep breath and straightened his back.

"Hagrid, I think you can no longer side with Aragog."

"But they're still just a bunch of kids—"

"No, no, no, do you know I almost die every time I come here?"

Even though Hagrid was covered by his long beard, Vincent could still tell that he was curling his lips.

"I think the term species invasion should also be used in the wizarding world."

The centaurs nodded.

In the Forbidden Forest of Hogwarts for thousands of years, no species has been able to roam everywhere.

"But they just want to survive."

"They need it too!"

Hearing Vincent's righteous words, Hagrid wiped his eyes aggrievedly.

Everyone is selfish, unless they are saints.

Why do stray cats and dogs on the roadside need to be neutered?

I am not afraid that the number will increase.

Cruel?

If you are not cruel to them, you are being cruel to yourself.

Hagrid understood, but he felt that the status quo was fine.

"I'll tell Aragog and have him restrained—"

"It's impossible." Vincent shook his head in disappointment, "Even if he doesn't want to become the king of the Forbidden Forest, there's no guarantee that his many descendants won't have this idea."

"What do you want me to do?" Hagrid wiped away his tears and looked at the centaurs around him with vigilance.

Reasoning doesn't work, so the last resort is left.

Bigger than a fist!

Vincent took off his school robe and said, "Let's make a bet.

If you win, you have to agree to a condition;

If I lose, I will never trouble the Acromantula again."

"Okay!" Hagrid geared up and seemed completely relieved.

Vincent came to Margaret first and said, "Dear centaurs leader, can I ask you to be a witness?"

"sure."

Bain came over anxiously, "Are you serious? Hagrid is very strong, and his archery skills are no lower than mine."

"I will win." Vincent rolled up his sleeves confidently, "And I have no intention of competing with him in shooting."

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But if he wasn't completely convinced, Hagrid wouldn't agree obediently according to his character.

"Can I borrow something?"

Margery raised her hand sideways, "You are our friend. If you need anything, just ask."

Vincent only wanted two sticks of wood and some red berry powder.

He used the transfiguration spell to conjure two wooden swords, and then used the floating spell to spread the powder evenly on them.

Bain nodded secretly.

Judging from the bladed firearm, he should be quite good at melee weapons.

"Every time you get powder on the opponent, you get one point, for a total of ten points."

Hagrid pinched the wooden sword, which was no thicker than his little finger, and asked, "Can I make it a little bigger?"

"up to you."

He changed the wooden sword to a size that suited him.

An inch long, an inch strong;

An inch short, an inch dangerous.

But this is a magical world, and Vincent is facing a hybrid giant.

Although the centaurs don't think much of him, they really admire his courage.

Among the onlookers, a centaur turned and left.

He has platinum-blond hair, sapphire-like blue eyes, and a tan horse body from the waist down.

"Firenz, don't you take a look?"

A centaur stopped him.

"The planets have already revealed the results."

The centaur stopped in place, and then looked at Vincent who was doing warm-up exercises in surprise.

Astrology is often modeled and will not give an accurate answer.

The strongest one in the tribe is of course the leader Magare.

The third human to win the friendship of a centaur...

Firenze left, but he just didn't join in the fun anymore.

Vincent did his warm-up exercises for a long time.

It's not that he wants to waste time, but there are too many female centaurs around.

According to the records in "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them", centaurs are a species that don't like to wear clothes.

Fortunately, they all have disheveled hair, otherwise it would be really difficult to stand up.

Dumbledore is highly respected and has extremely strong magical power, so he should be able to automatically filter out certain things that should not be viewed.

Hagrid is even rougher than them, and he may only have feelings for the giantess.

Horse people are all strong and strong.

The centaur woman is much prettier than Pansy anyway.

Vincent still thought of a way to resist this wild and natural beauty.

Occlumency, combined with social nerdiness.

He assumed a posture where he stood with his feet astride, inserted the wooden sword vertically into the ground in front of him, and held the hilt of the sword with both hands.

Facing Hagrid, who had a huge difference in height, size and strength, this performance left most centaurs confused.

Seeing that both parties were ready, Margery raised her right hand high.

"preparation--

start!"

Hagrid was not frightened, so he raised his hand and swung the wooden sword horizontally.

Vincent held the sword with both hands very quickly and ran forward very quickly.

He tilted upward at a 45-degree angle, half-crouching, and placed the wooden sword on his head.

It's not a competition of magic, everything has to follow the laws of physics.

The gap in strength is too huge, but skills can offset part of the disadvantage.

Seeing that his wooden sword was firmly blocked, Hagrid quickly pressed down hard.

The idea is pure and the approach is straightforward.

Vincent turned the wooden sword slightly sideways with both hands and ducked sideways.

Then he ran forward again.

Under the exclamations of the centaurs, his wooden sword touched Hagrid's big foot that had just been raised.

Giants tend to be slow and bulky, and there are very few areas where hybrids can improve them.

Scoring ten points before your physical energy is exhausted is the only chance to win.

Hagrid obviously knew this too.

So he stopped attacking and started to defend.

This is not a life and death showdown, but a scoring game.

Margery closed her eyes as if she had expected it.

When he opened it again, Vincent went around behind him and scored another point.

He raised the corners of his mouth slightly and looked at Hagrid, who kept turning around, with a smile.

Leo is sunny, enthusiastic, confident, generous and brave.

Children born on the first day are even more outstanding among them.

Bain, who was not very good at astrology, seemed to have seen something.

"Chief, does the recent unusual brightness of Mars indicate the coming of war?"

"Yes, that's why I agreed to move the territory."

"We want to unite with humanity?"

Margery did not answer this question directly, "No matter how bright Mars is, it will never be as bright as one ten thousandth of the sun."

The ruler of Leo is the Sun.

Surprised, Bain turned his neck stiffly.

Vincent's wooden sword just touched Hagrid's thigh.

If this continues, there will be no suspense about the outcome.

"Bain, your astrology is terrible." Margery's eyes were full of meaning.

punish?

I’m afraid it’s not a reward!

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