"Kill the unicorn, and the one who endangers the safety of the forbidden forest dies!"

The voice had just come from all around, but the next moment, Merlin appeared next to the voice.

"Don't wronged the good guys, I didn't do this to kill a unicorn."

Merlin was sitting on top of a centaur at the moment, pointing his wand at the back of his head and speaking slowly.

"Do not act rashly, or your leader will die."

Merlin glanced at the centaurs who were pointing bows and arrows at him, and flashed his wand.

"Wizard, how did you come from over there, how did you end up here without a sound?"

Frenze couldn't help but say that their centaur race has a particularly good talent for concealment, and if they don't take the initiative to come out, almost no one can see them.

This time, he hunted a wizard who used black magic, and he was unknowingly approached and carried on his back.

As the pride of a centaur, he wants to throw the person on his back off, but he is afraid that the person on his back will kill him first.

"It doesn't matter how I got here, the important thing is that you recognize the wrong person."

Merlin naturally wouldn't explain to them that the target of their original attack was just a light and shadow illusion.

Ever since helping Harry develop illusions like camouflage, Merlin feels like he's taken his combat prowess to the next level.

An illusion on the spot, with stealth, smashing the Yellow Dragon, perfect.

At the same time, Merlin also knows who the centaur is who they call the unicorn killer.

It should be the Voldemort who possessed Professor Quirrell's head, and he now needs the blood of a unicorn to keep him alive.

Tsk, when Merlin thought about it, he felt that this second-generation Dark Lord was really miserable, and he had to be reduced to drinking beast blood to survive.

"Since you said that you were wronged, can you get off my back first?"

Frenzer interrupted Merlin's ramblings and pulled him back to reality.

"Yes, but don't think about doing something bad, you can try to see if my magic killed you first, or if you hurt me first."

Merlin didn't put away his wand, and jumped down directly from the centaur, only then did he realize how amazing this strange race was.

This centaur is more than two meters tall, with a muscular upper body and a horse on the lower body, and a black beard on its face.

"Hello, my name is Merlin and I'm a professor at Hogwarts."

Merlin looked the centaurs up and down, and when he saw that he didn't mean to speak, he took the initiative to say hello.

"What !!"

"Your name is Merlin?!!"

In front of Merlin's eyes, the centaur who was clearly the leader or captain had not yet had time to react.

The other centaurs exclaimed, instantly excited, and ran around Merlin.

"Your Excellency Merlin, we were offended, we didn't know it was you, I'm very sorry.

My name is Frenzer, and I'm the captain of our centaur team. ”

Frenzer also reacted, and quickly bent down and bowed his head and half-knelt, and the other centaurs also stopped and followed suit.

"This ......, I think you misunderstood, I'm not the Merlin of your legend, I'm just an ordinary mage."

The Harry Potter world also has a Merlin, who must have known about it.

Not only the world of Harry Potter, but even the original world before he traveled through it also has a legend called Merlin.

Merlin's name was Merlin Ambrosius, and he was a legendary magician in English and Welsh mythology.

He is powerful and intelligent, has the ability to foresee the future, shapeshifting, and is fluent in all animal languages.

At the same time, he was also a close friend of King Arthur, and it was he who assisted King Arthur in ascending the throne and unifying England.

In the Harry Potter world, he is an extremely powerful magician, of course, just living in legends.

The Merlin of this world is not much different from the legend of the original world Merlin before the time travel, but with a few more local magical descriptions.

For example, Merlin (legendary) is an Animagus Beast Master who can transform into all kinds of animals, just like Merlin's current Transfiguration.

But the most outrageous thing is that his Transfiguration can not only turn into an old man, a woman, and a child, but also a virus.

This is a bit of an overreach, and it is completely impossible to do it with Merlin's current ability.

More than Transfiguration, the Merlin mage, who straddles two worlds, is also a prophetic astrologer, able to predict what will happen in the future.

As for Merlin, he hasn't touched many time-based spells, let alone prophesied.

Anyway, the legendary mage named Merlin Ambrosius is almost equivalent to a god in the world of Harry Potter.

Merlin would certainly not dare to rub on the reputation of his predecessors, but his goal was to grow into the existence of that legendary mage, or even stronger than him.

Moreover, no one has ever regarded him as the legendary mage, but only as a young mage with the same name.

"No, there's no misunderstanding, we're waiting for you! Mage Merlin!

Why don't you go to our tribe and talk about it, it's about your future and the future of our centaur tribe? ”

This time, Frenzer directly bent his waist as if he was about to lie on the ground, and took the initiative to ask Merlin to sit on top of him.

"Ahem, can I ask why it has to do with my future?"

Merlin was not pretentious, climbed directly on his back and sat down, and then was led by Frenze to run wildly to a certain road.

Merlin is understandably concerned about the future of the centaur tribe, after all, they are a magical species.

If a wizard merchant suddenly takes a fancy to something, they'll have to ask Hogwarts or Merlin for help.

But when it comes to Merlin's future, it's incomprehensible, he's a foreign intruder, purely passing through.

If he is not a person from this world, how can he have something about his future.

"Lord Merlin, how much do you know about our centaur race, or how much have you heard of it?"

Without waiting for Merlin to answer, Frenzer spontaneously continued to speak.

"Each of us centaurs is a natural prophet, and no one can match us in our talent for divination.

In the Forbidden Forest, we often predict the future, but it is a vague kind, but it is definitely a true prediction. ”

Frenze paused, and seeing that Merlin had nothing to say, he continued.

"From the beginning of our race, all the people of our race will have the same very clear prophecy before they die.

That prophecy has to do with an item that has been circulated in our people, and it has to do with you.

At the same time, it is this prophecy of the death of generations of centaurs that keeps us looking for a mage named Merlin.

Then, by putting that heirloom in your hands, we will save our centaur race from danger. ”

After listening to Frenzer's words, Merlin couldn't help but fall into deep thought, a natural race of prophets, it was outrageous that he had predicted something about him.

"By the way, Lord Merlin, the thing that has been handed down from ancient times in our tribe was left behind by the legendary mage named Merlin Ambrosius."

"What !?"

To be continued

Street Diary.

Today's results are not good, the diary pigeon is gone.

(Thank you for the big guy's commuter pass)