Snape had already heard Dumbledore talk about Voldemort's possible return, but he scoffed at the news.

Going to bully Quirrell every now and then just to complete the headmaster's mission.

No one knows Voldemort better than he does. JPG

If it was really his temperamental and powerful master who returned, the wizarding world would be bloody.

It will never be so peaceful.

Even if Voldemort himself doesn't have a clear attitude, there will definitely be a family that wants to stand out for him.

Now this gray line is simply a slap in the face of his previous thoughts.

Snape's heart was turbulent, but his face was unremarkable.

Rig continued, "The first time I met the Shadow...... The second time we encountered the shadow was after we were separated from the centaurs. ”

Professor McGonagall looked up to see the three strange centaurs, standing far behind the tree, neither leaving nor communicating with them.

Hagrid introduces the three centaurs to the professors.

With red hair and a beard, Ronan often interacts with human wizards...... The black-haired man is the patriarch Bane of the next centaur who is old-fashioned but unique to Rig......

Both Professor Flitwick and Professor McGonagall looked at Rig, wondering how he had been treated differently by the centaurs.

A little wizard whose strength is far beyond the level of ordinary people, Hogwarts is not unavailable.

But no one can be accepted into the Forbidden Forest, even with the help of the proud centaurs.

And, Hagrid hesitated.

"The silver-white horse-body, probably Ferenze."

Hagrid said uncertainly.

He wiped his tears with his dirty handkerchief, and tried to get a wide eye at the centaur's position, not sure if it was Ferenze who seemed to glow softly.

He had heard Ronan say that Ferenze had not been the same as he had been since a few years ago.

As if it was a message from the wind, or perhaps hearing his own name, Ferenze stepped on the dirt under his feet and walked forward.

There was some excitement in his heart.

Yes, this is the first encounter.

It didn't matter if he didn't move, Bane and Ronan could only move forward.

No matter how inclined Ronan was to humans, he had never interacted with so many wizards.

Bane was even more uncomfortable.

Before today, he was a standard normal centaur who stayed away from wizards and didn't deal with wizards.

Now that he's going to talk to a bunch of wizards, Bane feels like he's not feeling good about his whole horse.

His supple ponytail hung straight down, and his legs looked rusty as he walked forward.

Thanks to the physiology of the centaur man, he didn't have his left foot mixed with his right foot.

But the rhythm of moving forward becomes strange.

Bane awkwardly turned into the middle.

"It was the centaurs who helped us, and the dark shadow wanted to attack Harry with a fireball."

When Rig was putting out the fire, he wondered if he would have a chance to keep his knowledge of dark arts with the professors if all the people present were his own.

Sure enough, Hagrid opened his mouth, but didn't make a sound.

He saw that it was Rig's magic, but the guilt of nearly killing Rig and Harry still haunted him.

This kind of innocuous thing, just afraid of being punished, shouldn't it matter?

He didn't recognize it as dark magic, and Hagrid thought Rig was worried that the professors would be deducted points for harming the Forbidden Forest.

Hagrid himself was not sure about this, and the last young wizard who set fire to the Forbidden Forest was deducted a full 150 points and locked up for a school year.

Filch was going to be overjoyed, supervising the little wizard who was unfamiliar with Hogwarts every day to mop the entire castle.

Hagrid rubbed his hands together and wondered, no professor had checked with him anyway.

Even if the professors came to question him later, Hagrid could defend himself.

Why didn't you say that?

You didn't ask me.

The other one who was there was Harry, and there would be no problem.

Harry was still running for his life or the creek was sinking to the bottom, and all he had in his mind was the dark shadow that almost caught up with him.

He knew it was on fire, but he only saw it after he came up.

The horses finally arrived at the center of the field.

They all heard Rig's words, but didn't say a word.

Confronted by Professor McGonagall, they returned to their usual attitude towards wizards.

Professor McGonagall, as the representative of the Hogwarts Professors, thanked the horses.

None of the horses answered.

For a moment, there was a deathly silence in the center of the clearing, no one speaking or responding to Professor McGonagall.

Finally, a kind-hearted Ronan nodded to Professor McGonagall.

Professor McGonagall felt a little better, less embarrassed.

Bane began to look up at the sky again.

He had known that the centaur tribe would join Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, but could this fate be due to what is happening now?

He didn't know.

The trajectory of the stars is always obscured by various reasons, so that the horses cannot make the most complete and correct language or interpretation.

Today was a different day, so Bane wanted to take a closer look.

The night sky is stunningly bright tonight, the moon sweeps everything, and the stars shine like the most standard star map.

Ferenze suppressed his excitement, but the eyes betrayed him.

His eyes sparkled and were strikingly blue, like pale sapphires.

He looked at Harry carefully, his gaze resting on the stark, prominent scar on Harry's forehead.

"You're the Potter boy, the savior."

Ferenze's heart was full of emotion.

That's it, the wheel of fate begins to turn.

It's a lot like what he dreamed.

The weakened Voldemort, the savior who broke into the forest, and the wounded unicorn.

Hagrid thought the first unicorn was dead.

In fact, the unicorn only lost a lot of blood and was rescued by Ferenze.

Now outside the centaur tribe, in the territory of Ferencze, he is recuperating.

The unicorn, Ferencze can proudly say, made it avoid the fate of death.

It's a lot fatter than before.

It also proves that fate can be completely changed.

He looked at Professor McGonagall again and said, "You don't have to explore the forest anymore, the forest is safe. ”

The danger is not in the forest, but in Voldemort.

Ferenze thought calmly.

He didn't know how much Hogwarts could prepare in advance with his own words.

But Dumbledore is the iconic character in his dreams who has been fighting against Voldemort, and his strategy is unparalleled.

It's better than a centaur he's never learned.

"My name is Ferenze, and I want to talk to Headmaster Dumbledore."

He added.

After gaining such a strange power and changing his original fate.

Ferenzer's eyes slid down Professor McGonagall and Snape, resting on Rig's.

Presumably this is the price of changing fate?

Ferenze thought with some apprehension, fate affected his whole body.

The unicorn is not dead, so there must be new characters to face the danger.

It's fair and very much in line with the centaur philosophy.

But it also shows that his dreams may not be accurate, and it is likely to change.

He needed someone smarter who would never be in the same league as Voldemort to plan for the future.

The future of the centaur is on his shoulders, and he always has to think about it more.

Ferenze still stayed, just to meet with Headmaster Dumbledore, and now that his goal was achieved, he quieted down and prepared to leave for a while.

However, something shocked Ferenze arose.

Bane watched the sky for a long time, and Ronan waited patiently.

He didn't leave because he received Bane's orders.

Bane looked at Professor McGonagall in the lead and said, "I see a future for the centaurs to work with Hogwarts, and if you need it, let Hagrid find Ronan." ”

Hagrid's jaw was about to fall to the ground, and Snape furrowed his brow a little uncomfortably.

He often came to the forbidden forest to collect medicine, and he never got a good face from this group of centaurs.

Ferencze, who had already turned around and was about to leave, turned back in shock.

How so?

How could Bane support the same side as the centaurs and wizards? And explain his prophecy to the wizard?

As soon as he saw Harry, his memory of the dream became clearer.

In his dream, Bane's roar seemed to echo in his ears.

"Remember, Ferencze, we have sworn that we must not disobey the will of heaven. Don't we see the signs of the planets' movements? ”

What changed Bain? How much has fate changed?

The pupils of Ferencze's pale blue eyes constricted, and he glanced back and forth at everyone present.

Apparently yesterday morning, Bane was normal.

He heard his teachings (swearing) to Ronan outside of the centaur tribe.

He had anticipated a lot of scenarios, but never expected the centaur camp behind him to change.

What to do, what happened?

Ferenze thought to himself in a bit of a panic.

"Did you see the wounded unicorn?"

After much thought, Bane said, "That shadow is very dangerous, you have to be careful. This is what the trajectory of the stars tells me. ”

"Yes, I'm going to side with humanity if I have to."

Bane, Ronan with a wide mouth, and Ferenze nodded, then looked at Rig.

"Do you know what unicorn blood can be used for?"

"My name is Heimdall Day, and that's Harry Potter."

Rig said: "The blood of a unicorn, can it continue life? ”

Professor McGonagall looked at Rig with admiration, she didn't expect Rig to have learned so much.

This is at least 5th grade.

Harry shook his head, he didn't know the answer to the question, "We only used its horns and tail fur in Potions class. Oh, and some wands have unicorn hair in them. ”

That's all Harry knows, he really doesn't know much about unicorns.

Several professors knew the answer to this question, but apparently, Bane wasn't asking them.

His eyes were fixed on Rig and Harry.

Professors McGonagall, Flitwick, and Snape looked at each other with the same solemn expressions on their faces.

They all began to have an answer in their hearts.

"It's because killing a unicorn is an extremely brutal thing." Ferenze couldn't wait and hurriedly answered.

"Only a person who has nothing and wants everything would commit such a heinous sin. The blood of a unicorn can last you, even if you are dying, but you will have to pay a heavy price for it. You slaughtered a pure, weak and helpless life to save your own life, so from the moment its blood touches your lips, you will have a half-dead life, a cursed life. ”

Bane was going to be amused by Ferenze.

Ever since he woke up one day three years ago, Ferenze seemed to have something out of his mind.

After angering his father, he was expelled from the Centaurs' territory, and finally found a safe place to rest in the surrounding area.

Since then, I have rarely socialized with them, and I don't know what I'm researching every day.

Every time they met, Bane could see Ferenze's disapproving eyes following him.

He really had 100,000 Merlin's socks hanging on his head, and he couldn't understand what Ferenze was thinking.

Not to mention the fate of throwing himself into a human wizard, just seeing Ferencze rob him as if his fate had been robbed.

Bane was in the right place.

Harry looked at the back of Ferenze's head, which shimmered in silver spots in the moonlight.

"But who is that outlaw?"

Harry spoke out his doubts, "If you're going to be cursed for the rest of your life, you might as well die, right?" ”

"That's it." Bane agreed, a strange look on his face.

After holding it back for so many years, he had never told anyone about the fate he saw, and it was quite comfortable to say it suddenly.

"Unless you just use it to delay your life so that you can drink something else—something that restores you to a complete recharge of energy and spells—something that makes you immortal. So now, do you guys know what East XZ is in school at the moment? ”

"The Philosopher's Stone, the elixir created by Nicolame."

Rig replied calmly.

Professor Flitwick screamed, "How do you know? God, how many little wizards have been to the night swim. ”

Professor McGonagall's face turned green, too.

She thought she had finally figured out what the little wizards, Rig and Harry, had been messing with Filch before.

"Can't you imagine that there is anyone who has waited silently for so many years, eager to make a comeback? Who clings to life and waits for the right moment? ”

Ferencze had never had such a tacit understanding with Bane.

After one person finished speaking, the other began to continue talking, more than twins.

Ferenze was terrified now, and he began to worry if it was because he had changed his fate, so his fate would have to be replaced by someone else.

If this is the case, and Ferencze's heart seems to have been grasped by a big hand, how long will he live?

Amid the rustle of leaves in the wind, Harry seemed to hear Hagrid say again on the night they first met: "Someone said he was dead." I think it's pure nonsense. I'm afraid there is not much humanity left in him, so it is impossible for him to die. ”

Before Professor McGonagall could stop them, Rig answered the question.

"It's Voldemort, right?" Rig's voice overlapped with Harry's.

Harry's voice was low and hoarse, and Rig was a little light.

He'd been waiting for this day for so long.

Just guiding Voldemort was Quirrell, not Snape, and it took him a long time.

Professor Flitwick gasped, as large as a boiling kettle.

"Merlin's socks......" Professor McGonagall whispered.