Forbidden Forest.

The forest may have existed longer than Hogwarts, and it is likely that it was something that existed before the castle was founded.

And since the founding of Hogwarts, generations of students have graduated from here, and the world has been changing.

From time to time, all kinds of people will hide something unsightly in the Forbidden Forest, and with the changes of the times, there are also different identities and even different races that have made a pact with Hogwarts.

There are countless stories of living in the Forbidden Forest with limited help.

Aside from the outrageous content that is really circulating, in addition to the werewolf settlement, there is a centaur tribe that can be confirmed to exist in the Forbidden Forest.

They are classified as XXXX fantastic beasts, but that doesn't mean they're just like beasts.

In fact, centaurs and merfolk don't want to meddle in the chaos of the world, and they don't want to share the identity of intelligent beings with creatures like dominatrix and vampires.

Therefore they became beasts and not men.

Their wisdom is not low, and they have their own culture and civilization.

Lifestyles are not discussed, and in terms of magical civilization, centaurs are not necessarily inferior to wizards - especially divination, which is also a subject that is also mysterious to wizards in general.

Their unique way of life and arrogant temperament have created their secluded lifestyle, and their attitude towards strangers and even neighbors has a sense of condescension.

For example, when Connor walked directly into the Forbidden Forest with the box, he saw the centaur and the giant confronting each other.

And this 'giant' is not a creature that lives in the Forbidden Forest, but the caretaker of Hogwarts' hunting grounds: Rubeus Hagrid.

He carried a small pink umbrella around his waist and a giant crossbow in his hand that matched his massive physique.

"What did you say?"

His beard shook and he looked really angry.

"The matter of the Forbidden Forest does not need your intervention, the matter of the giants and werewolves has been resolved."

"But we have to investigate why, and we need to count the number of werewolves."

"Since they stepped into this dark forest, it means that they have cut off contact with the outside world, and life and death are determined by nature."

"It looks like I'm not here at the right time, and the werewolf matter has already been settled."

Looking at the vaguely tense atmosphere, Connor couldn't help but sigh.

And when they heard the sudden sound, both the centaurs and Hagrid raised their weapons in their hands.

"Who's there?"

In the Forbidden Forest at night, even the moonlight could hardly penetrate the forest, and everything around it was extremely dim.

Under the gaze of the giants and the horses, the shade of the weeds and trees parted to the left and right as if they were self-conscious, as if forming some kind of welcoming curtain.

And in the center of the veil of green leaves was an 11-year-old child.

"The Sorcerer's Foal ......"

The horses were stunned.

"This isn't the place for a pony like you!"

There was a touch of contempt in the eyes of the leader of the horseman, and there seemed to be a contemptuous attitude.

But soon, another voice rang out behind him:

"No, Bane, he's not a wizard's foal."

"What?"

Bane was stunned for a moment, and a look of astonishment appeared on his face.

"I felt a natural breath from him, like a forest."

"What are you doing here?"

While Connama was whispering, Hagrid voiced his doubts.

"Connor, this is not the place for you."

Strictly speaking, Connor and Hagrid didn't really meet each other.

The few times he did was in public, and his straightforward, familiar attitude made Connor himself stunned.

Do we know each other well?

But looking at the half-blood giant's sincere worry, he still accepted this inexplicable kindness.

"I just brought you some news from inside Hogwarts."

"We don't have any interest in the inner workings of wizards."

"But this matter has to do with werewolves."

Connor looked at the centaurs, and although he could only look up at him at his height, it didn't stop him from being calm.

"This is not just a riot, there have been attacks on students within the school, werewolves have entered the school through an unknown means, and we have an obligation to investigate the cause and effect."

"What, but there are no werewolves running out of the Forbidden Forest at all, we already have traps to catch all the ......"

"It's true that four werewolves are missing, Bane, Ella, and some of her followers are missing."

Before the leader of the horse man finished speaking, the sound of the demolition seemed to echo again.

"Ferenze, which side are you on!"

Bane said annoyedly.

"I'm on the side of the stars and facts, Bane, and besides, oh should have enough respect for him, since the moment the werewolf disappeared, the matter itself has risen to the level of a threat."

"But wizards shouldn't interfere with natural development!"

"One thing I have to correct, Mr. Bane, wizards are also members of the natural cycle, and you are now obstructing the human race from ensuring their own safety, and you are violating the laws of nature by doing so."

"Tsk......"

Listening to Connor's watertight words, the centaur named Bane just pursed his lips.

His piercing gaze was fixed on the child, and Connor faced it with a calm attitude.

Ultimately......

He walked slowly in front of Connor, his black, white-maned body feeling oppressive.

"What position do you stand for now? Tell me, darling of the forest. ”

"Huh?"

Hearing him say that, Connor raised an eyebrow.

"I seek fairness and justice."

“…… Very good. ”

Bane stared at Connor, but eventually looked away.

He turned away and returned to his own people.

"Although not the answer we want to hear, remember what you said, natural child, we will not interfere with your investigation of the werewolf, but remember ......"

"What?"

"Stop trying to put some strange things in the Forbidden Forest, the last race that had no natural predators and no shame has already caused great damage to this forest!"

The centaurs insinuated, but the half-blood giant couldn't sit still:

"You talk nonsense! Alagog is not a shameless child! ”

Hagrid retorted directly and loudly, with a taste of not admitting himself.

"They don't know how well-behaved."