After the battle, Harry and Malfoy were speechless for a long time, and the battle had a great impact on them, the two's sense of control over magic at will, the lethal threat brought by simple attacks, and the eclectic precision effect on defense all allowed them to see another world, which was a kind of calmness without a trace of fireworks between otherworldly shots after understanding and controlling magic to a certain extent.

In the silent Forbidden Forest, Augustus stood quietly, looking at the direction of the man's departure, his eyes revealing a thoughtful expression, a breeze blew, and something seemed to be approaching in the darkness. There was the sound of horses' hooves trotting behind them, and in a moment, a centaur stood beside the three, this centaur looked a little younger, his hair was white and gold, and he had the body of a silver-maned horse.

"You're all right, are you? There was a strong mana fluctuation here just now, and sensing the anomaly in this direction, I rushed here, hoping that I had arrived in time. The centaur asked with a concerned tone, glancing at the three of them.

"It's okay, thank you." Harry nodded politely to the centaurs.

"It couldn't have come at a better time." Malfoy pursed his lips with a look of disdain on his face.

The centaur didn't seem to care about the sarcasm in Malfoy's words, his eyes were surprisingly blue, like faint sapphires. He looked at Harry carefully, his gaze resting on the stark, prominent scar on Harry's forehead. "You're the Potter boy," he said, "and you'd better go back to Hagrid." It's not safe in the forest at this time."

"By the way, can I know what happened here just now? The massive magical fluctuations that have taken place here have alarmed many of the inhabitants of the forest. In this eventful time, a momentum of this magnitude can really make us restless. The centaur looked slightly worried.

"There was indeed a battle here before. We met the unicorn killer, a very powerful wizard who left the place with the unicorn corpse after fighting Mr. Augustus. Harry gave the centaur a brief explanation of what had happened.

"Augustus? Augustus Julius? There was an inexplicable shock in the centaur's eyes, as if the name was a hundred times more important to him than any combat or powerful wizard. He looked at Malfoy and Augustus with some urgency, as if to discern which of them was the other.

"What? What's wrong with my name? Augustus looked at the somewhat over-eager centaur and asked lightly.

The centaur did not reply, and stared at Augustus quietly with a meaningful look in his eyes.

Suddenly, more horses' hooves were heard from the other side of the clearing. Ronan and Bane burst out of the bushes, their flanks heaving violently and beads of sweat. "Ferenze!" Bane roared, "What are you doing? Hanging out with a bunch of humans? Have you forgotten our oath? ”

Ferencze ignored Bane, still staring at Augustus.

"What did you tell them?" Bane said angrily, "Remember, Ferencze, we swore that we must not disobey the will of heaven. Don't we see the signs of the planets' movements?" Ronan uneasily scraped the dirt on the ground with his hooves. "I'm sure Ferencze thinks he's doing it with all his good intentions." Ronan said in his mournful voice. "With good intentions! What does that have to do with us? Centaurs care about astrological prophecies! We don't have to run around like donkeys, following humans who are lost in our forests!"

Ferencze was not in the least angry at Bane's sarcasm, but with an inexplicable look of pleasure on his face, he motioned for the two centaurs to stop, and then pointed at Augustus with an almost whispering tone, "Do you know who this man is?" He was the child of the House of Julius, Augustus. ”

Bane and Ronan suddenly fell silent, and the two centaurs had the same shock in their eyes, as if the appearance of Augustus in front of them was an incredible thing for them.

"So, everything that happened today is not a coincidence, and the scene guided by the stars is perfectly reproduced? The inevitable meeting of the trajectories of the stars, the meeting of fate revealed in the celestial phenomena, is this so? Linked to the previous fluctuations in magic, Ronan continued in his mournful tone.

Ferenze nodded, "The stars never lie, everything is predestined. Bane surprisingly didn't object, he just looked at Augustus with a hint of anticipation, and then turned away with Ronan. Ferenze, take Augustus and them out of the Forbidden Forest, today may be a day worth celebrating for us centaurs. ”

In contrast to the fog between Harry and Malfoy, Augustus roughly understood the conversation between the centaurs. Although he was somewhat interested in studying astrological phenomena, when his fate was set into a unique trajectory, Augustus still couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable. For such an ethereal thing, Augustus never believed. For a truly strong person, fate is always something in one's own hands.

Ferenze began to walk towards the exit of the Forbidden Forest with the three of them, "What is the fate meeting in your mouth, is it related to the person who appeared before, why did he kill the unicorn?" Harry turned his head to look at Ferenze with questions.

"Harry Potter, do you know what the blood of a unicorn can do?"

"I don't know," said Harry, taken aback at the strange question, "we only used its horns and tail fur in Potions class. ”

"It's clear that the blood of a unicorn can be used to sustain life." Malfoy interjected suddenly, as if pleased to see Harry's ignorance.

"Yes," Ferrencze agreed, and then changed his voice, "but you have to pay dearly for it. You slaughtered a pure, weak and helpless life to save your own life, so from the moment its blood touches your lips, you will have a half-dead life, a cursed life. ”

"But who is that outlaw?" Harry spoke out his doubts, "If you're going to be cursed for the rest of your life, you might as well die, right?"

Can't you imagine that there is anyone who has waited silently for so many years, eager to make a comeback? Who is clinging to life and waiting for the right moment?', and for a moment, it was as if an iron claw had suddenly grabbed Harry's heart. It was as if he had heard Hagrid say again on the night they first met: "Some people say he's dead." I think it's pure nonsense. I'm afraid there is not much humanity left in him, so it is impossible for him to die. ”

"Do you mean," said Harry in a deep, hoarse voice, "it's Voldemort"

The Forbidden Forest on a winter night was a little cold, Malfoy shivered inexplicably, Augustus walked silently on the forest path, from time to time stepped on the fallen leaves on the ground and made a few rustling sounds, the wind blew Augustus's long golden hair, and the faint silver-white moonlight fell on his shoulders, dragging out Augustus's slender shadow.