Alan once heard such a joke, saying that someone met a fortune teller under the overpass when he was shopping, and the master said that he was so angry that he had to pull him to calculate a hexagram for him, who would have thought that when he stretched out his hand, the master not only did not say that his life was very good but there was a catastrophe or something, but he pounced and knelt on the ground, shouting: "Long live my emperor, long live, long live." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Alan thought that this was just a joke, who would have expected this to happen to him today, the unruly centaurs in the Forbidden Forest because of the strength of the number of people, sometimes even Hagrid refused to listen to his words, but at this moment this group of guys actually knelt here directly - this is simply like a change of style.

He didn't know which nerve had been pumped out of the centaurs, but the first priority for him at the moment was to get the centaurs up - they blocked the way.

What, pretending to be forced in front of this group of centaurs, taking advantage of the fact that they were conquered by their own domineering spirit, they put a firm imprint into the hearts of this group of guys, and from then on there was a group of younger brothers, and then walked freely inside and outside the forbidden forest, and turned on the dragon Aotian mode?

Alan thought about it too, but he would never dare to stretch out his hand - after all, the creatures in the Forbidden Forest have owners, although as long as the hoe dance is good, there is no corner of the wall that cannot be dug down, but you have to consider the opinion of the owner of the yard - at present, in the words of the East, this place is surnamed Deng, who dares to reach out to Dumbledore to kill him is not discussed.

So, after a short period of thought, Allen's first choice was to start the ghost step, and then escape directly through the gap in the crowd at the first time - thanks to the system, the ghost step ignores the collision volume.

"Hagrid, something is wrong, I'll slip away first!" - Alan left a sentence as he passed Hagrid's side, and then quickly left without waiting for Hagrid to respond.

As for the safety of the rest of the people - Voldemort is not a second goods, could it be that he is tired of life, or does he have to find a group of wizards to fight alone?

After Alan left, there was naturally a presence to wipe his butt - it was a common agreement between the centaurs not to touch the underage foal, so the pot was held directly on Hagrid's back.

Before Alan could go far, the sound of horses' hooves as if a war had broken out suddenly appeared in the land, and the sound of horses' hooves like drums stopped, and the huge tribe of horsemen that surprised Hagrid all appeared in their place—presumably all the adults of the centaur tribe appeared here, except for the necessary guards of the housekeepers.

An old centaur with white hair appeared in the midst of the entire tribe - judging by his weather-beaten face and the respectful attitude of those around him, he should be a man of great stature in the tribe of centaurs, if not the leader of the tribe.

Sure enough, when he stood across from Hagrid, the centaurs who had been standing at the front took a small step back in respect.

"Hagrid, I know you. I also know what you have done to thrive in this forbidden forest—in fact, I have seen you since you were a student. The old man's tone was clear, but it was full of vicissitudes: "The Centaur tribe has always been your friend, everyone is a life in this forbidden forest, whether as friends or as neighbors, we have been qualified for so many years, right?"

Hagrid scratched his head—the giant was very afraid of the emotional card: "Yes, I have been in distress in the Forbidden Forest several times thanks to the help of the centaur tribe, and for that I am very grateful to you. ”

Even as half the master of the Forbidden Forest, even with his powerful ability to tame beasts, Hagrid still can't avoid getting hurt - not to mention anything else, the little dragon that has just been sent away has already attacked Hagrid several times.

"Very well, then, Hagrid - since we are friends, I need you to tell me the news of the departed boy - it is very important to us. ”

"Quite - important—" Hagrid began to speak as if he was confused, "Oh - that boy - he's a Hogwarts student - just in his third year -- named -- 。。。。。。 Hagrid shook his head suddenly, the giant's bloodline rejuvenating him from the enchanting spells that the old centaur had unwittingly unleashed.

By the time Hagrid came to his senses, the umbrella in his hand was raised—it wasn't a good act of doing to use a charm spell for no reason, so he was ready for battle.

However, after the failure of the enchanting spell, the old man did not continue to do so, but shook his head in disappointment—and then, under the old man's leadership, the horses turned their heads one after another, leaving a cloud of smoke and dust in their wake.

Before Hagrid's cruel words could be released, the old man's voice had already drifted from afar: "Hagrid, go find Dumbledore, I think we need to have an exchange." ”

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Not to mention Hagrid, who has beeped the dog in his heart at the moment, we set our eyes on the other side of Allen, who had just run away after using the ghost step.

He couldn't help but run, if he had been kneeling there in private, he might have followed the centaurs at the time, but what did it mean for those brain-dead to kneel down in front of so many people--I'm afraid I won't be able to scare him, right?

He still didn't know what kind of brain circuit that those teases were aiming at to make that group of centaurs make such a strange choice, but after waking up at this moment, not only did he not regret his escape, but he was even more glad that someone was present at the time - the tribe that could be circulated for so long didn't look like stupid people gathered in a pile, at least one or two understood that human leadership was still necessary, and then the trouble would be gone - he didn't have the heart to talk to the people in power of the centaur tribe.

As Alan had considered the stakes, he began to scan his surroundings - hey, why did this look so familiar?

After a closer look, Alan recognized the area - the little spider crawling on the ground gave him an important hint.

That's right, this is where some young wizard dug his first pot of gold at Hogwarts - the Spider's Lair.

Alan kicked a small rock in anger - left the centaur tribe and ran to the spider's camp - is this to recognize the evil forces here?

Wait a minute!

Alan suddenly thought of something - there is Voldemort in the Forbidden Forest today!

Hagrid is probably still haunted by the centaurs - that means the spider's lair is unattended!

Hey, hey, hey。。。。。。