"Wait! Wait—what are you going to do here? ”

In the Forbidden Forest, Hagrid spreads his arms in bewilderment, trying to find an answer to the sudden collective action of the centaurs in the form of blocking his way.

“…… Ferenze? What's going on here? ”

There were dozens of centaurs he had seen, and they were speeding through the forest so fast that Hagrid's symbolic obstruction alone could not stop them.

But they still stopped galloping, and did not choose to deal with Hagrid or easily bypass him.

Harry's common sense speculation, it seems, was not unfounded.

Ferenze is Hagrid's ...... Well, barely an "acquaintance", right? Yes, the centaurs and wizards are very surprised, although they don't take the initiative to fight wizards, but that is because they follow their nature.

In general, centaurs have an aversion to wizards. Even if they coexisted, it was unlikely that they would be their friends, something that even a rough-witted man like Hagrid could do.

But Ferenze is quite different from his kind.

Although he is also constantly chattering, he takes the starry sky and fate as a belief throughout his life. But unlike other centaurs who "drift with the tide in the long river of fate", when faced with the choice of "horse life", he took the initiative to fill in his own answers.

When Quirrell, possessed by Voldemort, infiltrated the Forbidden Forest and killed the unicorn and drank its blood; When a group of young wizards, including Maca and Harry, seemed to be in crisis......

While the other two centaurs remained on the sidelines, Ferenze opted to help.

As far as Hagrid is concerned, Ferencze is a relatively conversational centaurs.

Therefore, when he was faced with the moment when he was staring at him in silence, he did not hesitate to choose Ferenze as the breakthrough point for the conversation.

“…… At dawn today, the light of Venus is sharp. Ferenze looked at him with not-so-bright eyes and said earnestly, "Hagrid, do you understand? ”

"What?" Hagrid was confused.

“…… It's a change. ”

Just as Hagrid was wondering, a sturdy centaur came out of the crowd and approached Ferencze's side, Hagrid, in a respectful gesture from the other centaurs.

"Davros." Ferenze turned around and bowed solemnly.

Since the last time Maca went to the centaur tribe, the previous generation of centaur chiefs has stayed in the huge cave forever, and the young centaur in front of him is the last generation of centaur patriarchs that Maca has seen.

That is, the new Davros.

With Hagrid's knowledge of the centaurs, he was not ignorant of this slightly unfamiliar term. But even if he didn't know, after seeing the attitudes of the other centaurs, he almost understood.

"Oh-hello?" Hagrid hesitated, "So, you're leaving the tribe this time...... What exactly is the reason? ”

"Our people have been inspired by fate," Davros said solemnly, "and the sharp edge of Venus hides trouble, and the trend of change is inevitable...... We're going to move the tribes. ”

"Migrating?"

Hagrid repeated it in surprise, but before he could think about it, there was a sudden sound of footsteps in the woods behind him.

The horses immediately raised their wooden bows, and their arrows were taken along.

"Whoa—"

As the bushes behind him shook, Harry suddenly emerged through the cracks.

"Hagrid, are you alright?"

He first saw Hagrid's massive body, and then he spotted a large crowd of centaurs, their arrows that immediately deterred him.

"Why are you here? Didn't I tell you to take them back? Hagrid said angrily, then turned back to the horses and shouted, "Put down, lay down your weapons!" He's just a kid! ”

The horses didn't move, paying no attention to him.

Davros looked at Harry and waved his people to put their guard down for a moment.

"Heirs of giants and wizards, don't be nervous, you don't want to move right away...... Fate tells me that it will be difficult to migrate tribes, but the turmoil and crisis are unstoppable, and the move is imperative...... I'm waiting for this trip to seek the help of a wizard......"

By the time Davros said this, Hermione and Ron had made their way back to the castle.

……

"Bang!"

Probably in a moment of anxiety, the force was a little too great, and the door of the Transfiguration classroom slammed against the wall with a loud bang.

"Professor McGonagall—"

"Miss Granger?" McGonagall, who was standing at the lectern, turned her head and asked in surprise, "Aren't you supposed to be in the Conservation of Magical Creatures class right now?" What happened? ”

"Professor......" Hermione was about to say, but after glancing at the somewhat suspicious students in the classroom, she changed her voice, "Professor, please come out, Professor Hagrid has something urgent to look for you." ”

"Hagrid?" Professor McGonagall paused, then looked at Hermione, who seemed a little impatient, and then turned to the young wizards in the classroom, "Preview the next chapter, don't talk to each other!" ”

With that, she immediately stepped off the podium and followed Hermione into the hallway outside, closing the door with her hand.

"Miss Granger, what's going on?" McGonagall asked, frowning.

"That's the case...... Hermione took advantage of the time to take a breath and explained to McGonagall as she gathered her thoughts, "Professor Hagrid took us to a forest expedition today, but not long after we started, there was an unknown commotion in the depths of the Forbidden Forest, and Hagrid asked us to come back and inform you first-"

She thought for a moment, then added, "Hagrid said it was a centaur, and there seemed to be quite a few of them!" ”

"Centaurs?" A hint of doubt flashed in McGonagall's eyes, "I see, you're doing a great job, now you go and get the classmates back to the common room first, understand?" ”

"Got it!"

Hermione was about to turn away, but she had barely stepped away when she stopped.

"Professor," she said hesitantly, "the ...... Harry followed. ”

McGonagall, who was hurrying down the stairs, suddenly turned around, and Hermione's neck stiffened with some angry expression.

"Potter? What did he go to do? McGonagall said with a straight face, "Nonsense! ”

"Professor! Harry was also worried about Hagrid, he-" Hermione hurriedly excused Harry.

"You don't need to explain," McGonagall interrupted Hermione, "I see, I'll keep an eye on Mr. Potter when I get there - you do what you're supposed to do now, and always remember that you're the prefect of Gryffindor now!" ”

With that, McGonagall immediately turned around and continued to hurry in the direction of the stairs.

Looking at Professor McGonagall's back as she left, Hermione stood still and hesitated. It was evident that she was a little confused about what she was supposed to do.

She's a strong girl, and she's smart—the smartest of wizards, but she's also flawed to be reckoned with.

When confronted with unexpected situations, her "cleverness" transforms into an obstacle, and her complex and perfectionist mind entangles her actions, so that she is always indecisive.

At this point, Harry, and even Ron, who was always short of brains, would be stronger than her.

Now she was hesitant - should she go and fulfill the duties of the prefect step by step? Or do you want to follow your heart and follow Harry's footsteps?

For her, both sides are important.

She didn't know what the centaurs were going to do, so it could be a harbinger of Voldemort's side starting to act again. She couldn't get rid of the possibility that the commotion in the Forbidden Forest was just a decoy, but she did worry about the situation on the Forbidden Forest side of Harry and Hagrid.

Fundamentally, what bothers her the most is her own powerlessness.

Either way, she didn't have the power to change the situation, and that was what bothered her the most.

"Hermione!"

As she hesitated, Ron's voice came from the other side of the hallway.

"Ron?" Hermione hurriedly gathered her thoughts so as not to spread the anxiety to the others, "How's it going, are you all going back?" ”

In fact, without Professor McGonagall's reminder, she had Ron persuade all the Gryffindor students back to the common room.

Of course, the Slytherin side was out of her hands.

"Well, everyone's back in the break room." Ron casually said as he walked here, "What about you?" Did you meet Professor McGonagall? ”

"The professor is on her way," Hermione pondered, then continued, "No, maybe she's informing the other professors right now, right?" ”

Not to mention Snape, who has never been very easy to talk to, at least Flitwick must be a big help.

Despite the short stature of Professor Flitwick, who has elven blood, at a young age, he had a great strength to match the title of "Duel Champion".

"Then let's go too!" Ron immediately urged, "Harry is still over there!" ”

"But......" Hermione pursed her lips and retorted less firmly, "we're prefects!" Unsure if that's a decoy or not, we have to take responsibility for our classmates—"

"Bait?" Ron said blankly, but then shook his head again, "Don't worry about the bait or not, it's an accident in the woods now—shouldn't we help them?" ”

"Professor McGonagall is gone!" Hermione was stubborn on the surface, but she was struggling inside, "Besides, what if we go?" ”

"Lack of strength is not a reason not to go," Ron said with a frown, "We're just going to help our friends!" ”

"That's right!"

No sooner had Ron's words been uttered than the two of them heard a third voice, which came out of nowhere, a little abruptly.

"If I don't mind, I'd like to make a few more friends."

Ron and Hermione turned their heads at the same time, only to see a thin figure around the corner of the hallway—it was a boy who had been sorted into Slytherin's new classmate, calling himself "Socas".