In Hagrid's pumpkin patch, William finds the pumpkin cart.

The car hadn't been driven for a while, and a bird's nest appeared on the pumpkin. There are also quite a few snails that make their homes on it.

Therefore, this car must be driven often, and it will not be able to be driven if it is not driven, otherwise it will be completely rusted and scrapped.

William didn't look for six eight-eyed giant spiders to pull the cart this time, but found two to be the leading party.

They were named by him ...... Rush and Boom Ben.

The two spider spirits, pulling the carriage and racing down the path, reached the halfway point, and William told them to stop.

He pulled out a piece of parchment and poked it lightly. The word Ronan on the parchment immediately became shiny.

Underneath Ronan, there is also the name of the fiery kiss, but it is dim.

Both siblings were William's customers.

"So Ronan will come?" Anne asked curiously, pulling the parchment.

"Of course." William quickly explained: "When the message is released, the name will glow, and Ronan will also have a piece of parchment, which he will see. ”

"What kind of magic is this?"

"Transformation Charm." Without waiting for William to speak, Hermione spoke first. "It's hard, a level of magic."

Anne's eyebrows were raised, "Will you too?" ”

Hermione seemed to be waiting for this, and she tried to appear humble.

"Oh...... Well...... Although he is not as skilled as William, he can barely perform it...... I was so stupid that it took me a long time to learn.

Why, if you want to learn, I can teach you...... It's simple! ”

“……”

Anne pursed her lips and puffed out her cheeks, not thinking much of Hermione.

However, he couldn't stand being tickled by Hermione, and he was quickly defeated, so he had to scuffle with her.

I waited for about ten minutes.

A small patch of dense two-eared grass was heard.

William raised his wand, and after a moment, lowered it again.

A red centaur emerges from the grass.

"Why did you come so early tonight, not at the appointed time?"

Ronan circled around the wagon, seemingly wanting a pumpkin cart like this.

The next time he hunts, he can sit on the roof of the car and lead a large number of eight-eyed giant spiders, how handsome is that!

It's a pity that I can only think about it, and the centaur tribe still hasn't figured out how William controls the dangerous eight-eyed spider.

Bane also listed William as an extremely dangerous wizard and forbade anyone from having contact with him.

It's just that what Bane doesn't know is that many people in the clan have not contacted William, but they secretly asked Ronan to help buy a lot of things.

"Something happened, so I came early."

William jumped out of the carriage, and the two exchanged familiar things.

As usual, Ronan gave various herbs and materials in exchange for strange wizarding and Muggle items.

"Why do you smell of tobacco?" William snorted.

"Do you centaurs smoke too?"

Goblins love to gamble, centaurs are good smokers?

What kind of habits are these?

"No, we just had a gathering in the community." Ronan's voice was low.

"By burning sage and mallow and observing smoke and flames, you can predict the future."

What he didn't say was that people did like the smell of smoke. When you inhale it in your nose, it's very comfortable, it empties your brain and your soul flutters.

Old smoker!

"What did you predict?" William inquired curiously.

After a few years of contact, he found that the centaurs still have some skills. At least last year's Tom incident was very much in line with their predictions.

Ronan didn't answer right away. His eyes stared upwards without blinking, and then his voice was low and sad.

"The clouds begin to gather slowly, and they will form again, obscuring the bright moon."

William looked up and glanced up. Large dark clouds are indeed gathering, and it seems that a heavy rain is coming.

"That's right, I've also observed that your divination is accurate." William shrugged.

From the centaurs, I don't always get a straightforward answer. Can't you just skip the metaphor and talk about the result?

When it comes to deception, the centaurs and Professor Trelawney seem to have a knack for it.

They probably studied at the same old blind fortune teller before, right?

Ronan packed up his things, stepped on the horse's hooves, and asked, "William, my sister hasn't traded with you lately, has she?" ”

The transaction at the beginning of the semester was indeed a fire kiss that took advantage of Ronan's absence and ran away secretly.

She also stole Ronan's ring and made a trade with William.

"I haven't traded with Firekiss again."

Looking at Ronan's wary gaze, William quickly shook his head.

This cannot be false, they really did not trade.

Firekiss is not yet an adult and cannot go out hunting...... The whole is a poor egg!

Just asked him with the face: Is there any kind of work that can make quick money, easy and pleasant.

With this kind of work, William went to do it himself, and left it to the fire kiss?

Conducting body research on centaurs is very lucrative, and William doesn't dare to study fire kisses.

However, he gave away a few more books by Lockhart.

It is said that it is very popular among female horses.

This is a cultural invasion.

It's a pity that Lockhart died early, otherwise he would probably have been able to bear the burden of communicating with the centaurs.

After separating from Ronan, the carriage continued south.

After crossing a lake, William gave up the eight-eyed spider and the carriage.

Under the dark clouds,

He turned into a sea eagle, carrying Hermione and Anne with him, and flew into the sky towards a steep mountain.

Following the search of the Eight-Eyed Spider, Black was hiding in a cave somewhere in the mountains.

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……

Blake lay on a haystack, his eyes staring blankly, at the broken cobwebs on the roof of the cave.

He regretted that he shouldn't have eaten the spider, or it might have caught a lot of flying insects.

In William's words: "It's a renewable resource. ”

After following that kid for a long time, he has learned a lot of strange words and sentences.

What a butterfly, that masturbation.

I swear by Tom's name.

Tom, he didn't die well.

Who the hell is this Tom, so hateful?

Blake touched his shriveled stomach, inexplicably nostalgic for the days in France.

Not to mention Anneco's delicious snacks...... It's the baguette that broke his teeth, the porridge that Hermione cooked, and the imported dog food that William bought...... He wanted to eat it so much.

In the past ten years, the happiest days have been the months when I was a dog!

The most important thing is that he still thinks that kind of life is good and can be used for a lifetime. This emotion made him inexplicably annoyed.

Blake reached out and rubbed his long, messy hair like a chicken coop, and sighed for no reason.

It's not that I didn't think about going back and going to the three of them, or even ...... Tell the truth.

But Blake was afraid,

Who would believe him?!

He knew that William was terrible, and killing a werewolf was like killing a chicken.

Get up there,

Is there still a life to live?

Syllable!

The sound of the trap triggering.

Blake rolled to his feet, put his hands together, and crawled deeper into the cave.

Moments later, an emaciated rat appeared in his hand.

He didn't have time to make a fire, and he didn't dare to make a fire.

Pick up a stone and smash it on the head of the mouse, without even cleaning the internal organs, and can't wait to stuff it into the mouth.

His cheeks moved, chewing on dead rat meat.

“…… It's Anne's snack...... This is Hermione's toasted porridge...... This is William's poison dog food......"

He hypnotized himself over and over again, forcing him to chew and swallow, and a look of satisfaction appeared on his face.

Blake lay back down in the haystack and tried to sleep with his eyes closed. If you fall asleep, you won't be hungry.

Suddenly it rained outside, and I couldn't sleep noisy.

He plucked a dead grass and put it in his mouth, cocked Erlang's legs, and shook it back and forth, humming intermittently the tune she had made up when she first met Anne.

"Big black, big black, follow me home......"

Anyway, it's upside down, just a lyric.

What are the three of them doing now?

Anne was probably lazy to read the comics;

William and Hermione certainly didn't go back to their break room, but hid in the safety table.

He had long seen that the relationship between the two was not normal. It's exactly the same as James and Lily after they got married.

The corners of Blake's mouth curled up, and he whispered, "That's good." ”

I don't know how long it took for him to finally fall asleep.

A loud voice suddenly came from outside the cave.

"I've finally found you, Daiko!"

Bligh snapped his eyes open, his face bloodless, and his lips trembled.

I've found it, and there must have been a lot of Aurors and Dementors gathered outside.

Can't get caught!

He immediately turned into an emaciated black dog and rushed out. Ten steps away, in a blink of an eye.

However, there were no Aurors outside the cave as he imagined, and no Dementors.

Not far away, there was only a slender young man, who simply held a large black umbrella and snuggled up to two young girls.

The girl on the right, in a slightly confused tone, shouted softly: "Big Black." ”

For some reason, Blake's tears mixed with the rain and couldn't stop flowing down.

In the pouring rain, the defeated dog said a word to himself. "Don't run away."

Anne bit her lip, looked up and asked softly, "Brother, what's wrong with it?" ”

William shook his head.

Hen Duck ......

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