"Who are you?"

This is really a good question, Van Lin involuntarily looked to the left, the leader of the centaur warrior he knew, it should be called Margaery.

The centaur was leaving the encirclement and coming towards them. Like the other centaurs, he held his bow aloft.

Umbridge to the right of Van Lin was still trembling, and her wand that pointed at the centaur in front of her shook violently.

"I ask you who you are, human. Margaret said roughly.

"I'm Dorelos Jane Umbridge!" Umbridge said in her sharp, frightened voice, "Senior Deputy Minister for Magic and Deputy Head and High Prosecutor at Hogwarts. ”

"You're from the Ministry of Magic?" Margaret said, as many of the encircled centaurs moved in a panic.

"That's right!" Umbridge raised her voice even higher, "so be careful! According to the regulations issued by the Department of Magical Creatures Management and Regulation, any hybrid creature like you ...... attack humans"

"What do you call us?"

A wild-looking black centaur roared, and Van Lin immediately recognized him, he was Bailey, a qualified centaur warrior, and it was this guy who stopped Van Lin from communicating last time.

I have to admit that he has a very short temper.

An angry roar rang out around them, and a dense stream of bows and arrows was directed at them.

"Don't call them that!" Hermione said with some urgency, but Umbridge didn't seem to hear her. Still trembling, she pointed her wand at Margaret and continued, "Item 'B' of the Fifteenth Decree clearly reads: 'Any attack on a human being by any magical creature believed to have near-human intelligence is .......'"

"'Almost human?'" Margaret repeated, and Bailey and the other centaurs roared angrily, kicking the ground with the soles of their feet. "We think this is a great insult to us, humanity! Our wisdom, thank goodness, is far above humanity!"

"What are you doing in our woods?" a terrifying-looking gray centaur beast roared at them, "Why are you here?"

"Your woods?" Umbridge was now not only trembling with fear, she also looked a little angry, "I want to remind you that you can live here because the Ministry of Magic allows you to ...... in a certain field"

Suddenly, an arrow flew towards her head and plunged into her rat-smelling hair. She let out a deafening scream and threw her hand over her head.

Some of the centaurs roared in approval, others laughed roughly. Their wild, neighing laughter echoed through the glimmering clearing, and they kicked their hooves in a terrifying sight.

"Now, whose forest is this, human?" Bailey roared.

"Fifty half-blood bastards!" she screamed, her hands still clutching her head, "brutes!

"Shut up!" Hermione shouted. But it was already too late.

Umbridge pointed her wand at Margaret and shouted, "Bondage!"

Ropes flew through the air like thick snakes, automatically binding the centaur beast's body so tightly that it couldn't move his arms. He let out a roar of rage and stood up on his hind legs, trying to break free from his shackles, to the amazement of the other centaurs.

Van Lin grabbed Hermione, pulled her aside, and leaned with her against a tree.

Umbridge did a very bad thing, and that was to provoke these centaurs.

She felt terror for a moment as the thunderous sound of hooves rang out around Umbridge.

The centaurs came past them, roaring angrily and screaming in exasperation.

"No~~~!" he heard Umbridge's scream, "No~~~~." I'm a senior deputy minister, you can't...!let go of me, you brutes. No ~~~~~!"

Van Lin saw a flash of red light, and knew that she had just resisted in the center.

I have to admit that Umbridge is too short, or maybe these centaurs are too burly to block the picture.

"Oh, that's just too bad. Hermione said with some disappointment.

"Or we can go up!" Van Lin put one hand around Hermione's waist, and it was only a matter of a split second that the two of them sat on top of the branch.

"Oh, it's so much better here. Hermione nodded in satisfaction.

The view here is very clear, they can clearly see Umbridge surrounded by a bunch of centaurs, a pink light shrouded Umbridge's body, as if trying to push these centaurs out, but this seems to be a bit reluctant, although these centaur warriors do not often fight human wizards, but they also know how to recognize and avoid danger.

It's only a matter of time before Umbridge gets caught.

Suddenly, Van Lin saw Bailey's hand break through Umbridge's protection, and in an instant, Umbridge was dragged by Bailey's clothes, like carrying a chicken......

Forehead...... Wait, this body type...... Young pigs?

Umbridge kept resisting, as if trying to get himself down, but the difference in strength was too great.

Umbridge waved her wand and flashed red as she tried to knock them all down.

"Let go of me, you brutes. Umbridge poked Bailey's hand with his wand, "Avada ......"

"Oh, no, no, no, no, it's not going to work. Van Lin shook her head, and in an instant, the disarming charm struck Umbridge's arm condescendingly, and Umbridge's wand fell from her hand to the ground.

Then, a centaur crushed the wand with his foot.

After a while, Umbridge gave up on resistance completely, and a wizard without a wand was in front of the centaur.

"What do they do?" asked one of the centaurs.

"We're attacking the foal, not to mention ......," Bailey said, looking at the Mortal Forest in the trees.

"I think you should figure out what's going on, Bailey, or, teach the people in your tribe. Van Lin jumped out of the tree with Hermione in his arms.

"Or do you want to attack me with you?"

"That's stupid, wizard. Bailey repeated.

The centaur who asked the question before looked a little impatient, "I don't mean them, I mean this Ministry of Magic." ”

"Oh, she?"

"Oh, help me, Van Lin, we are ......"

"We're just enemies, Professor Umbridge!" Van Lin touched his nose.

"You can deal with her as you please, for those who insult people, I believe your tribe has its own set of methods, but before that, ......"

Van Lin stepped forward and aimed his wand at Umbridge, a magical light approaching Umbridge's body.

"What did you do to me......"

Umbridge screamed, looking panicked.

"No, I just think that a prisoner should naturally enjoy the treatment of Azkaban, but I just sealed your magic ......"