"Good evening, Clark."

When Ronan greets Clark, our hero has to crane his neck to talk to him.

To be honest, this feeling is actually not good, it gives people a strong sense of oppression, but there is no way, who called this Ronan also two meters and a half.

Clark had to take a few steps back, which made it much better, and at the same time let Nobeta and Goldmane on the side.

"Hello, Ronan, you're so tall," Huaxia courtesy, just complimenting people, "by the way, this is my friend Nobeta, and this one, Mr. Unicorn Goldmane, we just rescued him from a dark wizard." ”

Ronan stooped down to greet them, neighing at the sound of a horse, and struck up a conversation with the unicorn.

No, no, isn't it, are horse people also horses?

Well, they have half the body of a horse, and that's right, but you're a unicorn and don't have your own language? You can't put that horn on your own, do you?

Clark watched the two sides talk in horse language, and complained weakly in his heart.

Fortunately, the centaur is also a man, and the unicorn Goldmane is not very interested in him, and the two guys talked for a while before it ended.

However, when he learned that Clark and the others had indeed taken a great risk to save the unicorn, Ronan's impression of him improved greatly, at least there was a little more respect in his tone.

"Thank you, child, for saving a pure soul," Ronan bent his hooves and bowed again, and Clark hurriedly thanked him back.

Hagrid, who was waiting a little impatiently, interrupted their politeness, "I say, Ronan, you have been staying in the Forbidden Forest, and you have not found anything?" Say someone suspicious? Where is he hiding? This little guy had just been attacked and almost died. ”

"Mars is so bright tonight," Ronan sighed, and instead of answering Hagrid's question, he looked up at the dark night sky through the gap in the clearing.

"What did you say?" Hagrid looked puzzled.

"Good things are always the first to be noticed, evil things are always guarded against by people, only those ordinary dust, often ignored by us." Ronan sighed very philosophically, "It was like this in the past, it is like this now, and it will be like this in the future. ”

"That's true," Hagrid casually agreed, "but don't you see anything, Ronan?" ”

"Mars is so bright tonight!" Seeing that Hagrid's face was not good, Ronan added, "It's a little unusual." ”

"Can we talk about what's happening right now, right here!" Hagrid's voice was unusually loud, "You just said you didn't see it, as a hunting ground warden, I need to know how that guy got into the Forbidden Forest, Hogwarts is shrouded in spells." ”

However, Ronan perfectly inherited the soothsayer's habit of never speaking well, "The forest is always shrouded in mist, and no one can know how many secrets it hides. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sudden noise in the woods behind him, and Hagrid immediately raised his bow and aimed alertly at the place where the sound had come from.

As a result, the second centaur came out of the woods.

With black hair, a piece of rough leather armor, and a stone bow in the same style as Hagrid, he looked wilder than Ronan and was clearly a warrior of the Centaur tribe.

"Hello, Bane," Hagrid said in greeting, putting down his bow and arrows.

The centaur nodded, "Good evening, Hagrid, you shouldn't have come here, it's not been peaceful in the Forbidden Forest lately. ”

"Look, I was just asking Ronan, there's a bad guy in the Forbidden Forest, do you know where he's hiding?" Hagrid asked again.

Bane walked over to Ronan and glanced up at the sky.

"Mars is so bright tonight!"

"Oh, that's enough, Merlin's beard, can't you talk well?" Hagrid was furious, "Alright, alright, I'm nosy, OK!" ”

"Hagrid," Clark explained to him, "in astrology, Mars represents war, impulse, and destruction, and they say that Mars is unusually bright, which means that war is coming, and the world will be destroyed. ”

"War?" Hagrid's eyes widened, "The wizarding world is very peaceful, where did the war come from, except for the ...... more than ten years ago"

He suddenly stopped talking, and then shook his head, as if to get some terrible thought out of his mind.

"Impossible...... Hagrid's voice grew quieter, and Clarke's explanation startled him.

"But," Clark was not finished, "Muggle astronomy shows that the extraordinary brightness of Mars is nothing more than a strange astronomical phenomenon called 'Mars opposition.'" ”

"Every three to four years, Mars, the Earth and the Sun are in a straight line, and at this time, the Sun and Mars are on opposite sides of the Earth, and at this time, Mars is closer to the Earth, which is also the brightest time of the year."

"So, if Mars is unusually bright and it means war, isn't there a war every three or four years?"

As soon as Clark finished speaking, Bane's face turned green, and he kept digging the ground with his hooves.

Hagrid, on the other hand, exclaimed happily, "Aha! That's it, everything astronomy says, Mars will be as bright as it is every three or four years, and it's not a big deal at all. ”

【Ding! You have successfully used the 'education' skill to impart some strange knowledge to the other party, +10 experience]

"That's an interesting explanation," Ronan said with gusto, "I didn't expect Muggles to be so good at studying the stars." ”

It seems that this centaur should have been educated by Clark, but the other centaur was not as modest and studious as he was.

"That's nonsense," Bane yelled, "that's just Muggle imagination, they can't understand magic or astrology!" ”

If it weren't for the centaur not harming the cub, I'm afraid he would have already drawn his bow and arrows and aimed at Clark.

But even if he couldn't use violence, his attitude towards Clark was not good, which provoked Nobeta to show his sharp teeth at him.

Clark was naturally not a person who could not swallow his anger, and immediately sneered at him:

"yes, it's the Muggles you said who sent humans into space, on the moon. It's the moon that represents magic in your astrology, the power of the mind, and they planted a flag on it and left a footprint. ”

"That's blasphemy, they don't even know what's on the moon!"

"Enough, Bane, the elders have told us to be humble and not to jump to conclusions about what we don't understand," a softer, ethereal voice came from the woods behind Bane.