Surrounded by Thestrals, Harry walked for a long time in the Forbidden Forest, which was not as big as it was hundreds of years ago, because there was no peace in the Forbidden Forest before.

Every rich natural wonder is fat in the eyes of poachers, although the magical creatures are not easy to deal with, but their value is completely worth the risk of this group of guys to hunt, the first thing that no one does is a loss-making business, even if hunting magical creatures has a high risk, but those poachers are happy to do it.

The Forbidden Forest, which has always been in a state of chaos, is naturally unable to expand itself, but a hundred years ago, for some reason that has not been recorded in the history books, the number of poachers in the Hogwarts Forbidden Forest has plummeted, and the poachers who had been rampant in the area have been wiped out in a very short period of time, and no one can say what happened to them.

Neither "Recent Events in the Wizarding World" nor "Hogwarts: A History of the School" record what happened in the Forbidden Forest.

It seems that people have deliberately forgotten something, and it seems that the blank past is too heavy for books to carry.

Hagrid was able to clean up the Forbidden Forest thanks to the fact that the Forbidden Forest did not have the same large number of poachers as it once was.

Hagrid, who only has 90% resistance to giants, his defense is far inferior to his exceptional destructive power, as long as he is not close, it is not impossible to defeat Hagrid, even if he is a real giant, he can't escape the bloody siege of many poachers.

The place where Thestrals took Harry was a little unfamiliar to him, because this area was a place that Hagrid did not bring him over, and the Forbidden Forest occupied a very large area, especially after a hundred years of recuperation without chaos, its scope was at least three times larger than before, and the more prosperous the forest, the more magical creatures there were, and the fewer battles there were, the more magic power was accumulated in it, and as a wonder of the world, they could grow little by little.

Although there is a limit to this growth, the current Forbidden Forest has reached the upper limit of expansion, although this upper limit can be slowly increased, but the speed is slow to the minimum base unit of ten years and 100 years.

Harry saw the shadows of some ruins, not all of them collapsed houses, some of them were huge iron cages, the hard skulls were not completely rotten, the huge holes in the forehead and the unseen eye sockets told Harry that this was the skull of the Cyclops, the most powerful and largest of the giants.

This can grow to nearly thirty meters high, and it is definitely not a guy that ordinary people can deal with, and he died in the rotten iron cage, and he can still see the traces of chopping on his remaining bones, and he must have died peacefully.

Thestrals passed by the half-buried skull and continued on his way with Harry.

They passed by a large human ruin, if I guessed correctly, this should be the remains of a village, there was more than one village around Hogwarts, Hogsmeade was divided into two parts at that time, but with the expansion of the Forbidden Forest, the village of Lower Hogsmeade, which was gradually swallowed up by the forest, was abandoned and abandoned, and the villagers went to the more prosperous and rich village of Upper Hogsmeade, and the two villages were merged decades ago.

Harry wasn't sure if this was the site of the former village of Lower Hogsmeade, after all, he had already come a long way from the many villages that had been swallowed up by the expansion of the Forbidden Forest.

But the Thestrals didn't stop, and after crossing the ruins of the village hidden in the Forbidden Forest, they led Harry deeper into the ground.

After about a quarter of an hour, the Thestrals stopped.

This seems to be the place where they breathe, Sen Ran's bones are left by some giant beast, the ribs that are almost four or five meters long outline a huge figure, and in this place where the bones stand, is the favorite home of the Thestrals, although they are not ominous, nor do they represent bad luck, but Thestrals are indeed magical creatures that are very close to death.

Whether it's their resemblance to skinned skeletons or the fact that only those who have seen death can see them, the docile and intelligent Thestrals have been associated with death since birth.

Harry, who had come off the horse, looked around in confusion, he didn't know why Thestrals had brought him here, the Thestrals who had bitten his robe at the beginning had walked in front of Harry, and when Harry was confused, it turned its head to look back, as if to let Harry follow him on.

They passed by the bones of a giant beast, and it was only after seeing the huge purple horn that Harry suddenly remembered a name—the Purple Horn.

This is a very rare magical creature, almost equal to the land tank of the purple horn beast can be six or seven meters high, weighing more than twenty tons, the terrifying brute force and terrible magic resistance make them have few enemies, the huge purple horn is a cherished magic material, with armor piercing, poison, corrosion, serious injuries of the purple horn can be widely used in war pharmacy, although the potions masters have found many corresponding alternatives, but no matter what, their horns are worth more than a thousand gold.

Harry unceremoniously packed the horn, which had already shown a lot of signs of decay, but was still full of purple, into the dragonskin backpack, and there was only a small purple horn in Snape's potions warehouse, which was no thicker than an arm, and the one Harry had in his hand was at least thirty or forty times the size of Snape's hand.

Thestrals waited for Harry for a while, it didn't mind Harry taking away a little bit of the decorations in the house, Thestrals only ate meat, they didn't gnaw bones.

After walking through the corpse field, a ruin completely covered in moss, vines appeared before Harry.

Suddenly, a strange sensation appeared in Harry's mind, and in the black-green ruins in front of him, Harry seemed to sense that something was calling to him.

It was a very intimate feeling, and the magic in the body seemed to be a little ready to move at this moment.

"This is it?"

Harry touched Thestrals' smooth head, and the dragon-headed Pegasus nodded slightly.

Thestrals, who were directly bent on his knees, seemed to only intend to take Harry here, and Harry, who stepped forward alone, carefully drew his wand, although he subconsciously told himself that it should be fine, but the necessary precautions were still needed.

This ruin seems to be a little unusual, although the progress of magic does not rely on archaeology, but it has to be mentioned that the ancient magic relics do show all the wizards in the world the terrifying and magnificent side of the magic world in the past, most of those ancient magic are very rough, and the ancient magic that must be used by relying on large flying bricks is not at all something that wizards can play with now, but the pure violence is still a moving power.

Harry was very suspicious that the ruins in front of him were some ancient magic relics, although the probability was very low, after all, thousands of years had passed, and the magic ruins exposed to the surface could not withstand such a long period of brilliance, and the general outline could still be seen in front of the ruins in front of him, and Dingtian had been abandoned for two or three hundred years, it could not be a product of thousands of years ago.

"Could it be the traces left by poachers in the past?"

At that time, rampant poachers had countless strongholds in the Forbidden Forest, many of which had been built into small castles to serve the sordid black and gray trade, and if that were the case, time would barely match it.

"Divided!"

Harry pulled the trigger, and under the effect of the cutting charm, the vines were broken and cleaned, and the sound of rocks collapsing was endless, and he didn't think about archaeology at all, he used the most convenient and crude way, after tearing apart the outermost ruin wall, Harry saw the dark space covered with mushroom moss.

However, the darkness was for ordinary people, and in Harry's vision, he saw a faint silver-gray smoke rising like steam, and as Harry got closer, the smoke was so thin that it was almost invisible, and a small whirlpool appeared on the moss-covered ground, a small black and silver swirl formed by the convergence of silver-gray smoke.

A wave of magic that made Harry feel unusually familiar came from the black and silver vortex, which was purer and more concentrated than the silver-gray magic in his body, which could be called true ancient magic.

Perhaps it was this pure ancient magic that flowed through his mother's body at the beginning, far beyond the power of ordinary wizards, which others could not comprehend.

If the magic of ordinary wizard blue is water, then the ancient magic of black and silver is mercury.

"Fluorescent flickering."

A ball of light flew out of Harry's gun, and a soft white light illuminated the dark ruins covered in moss, the broken wooden seats almost rotten, and the same decayed by time were the densely packed and broken corpses of at least hundreds of people.

The decaying and blackened bones wrapped in the magical cloth that had not yet been reduced to ashes would not fall apart completely, and hundreds of hollow eye sockets seemed to remain dead after a long time, and they were casually discarded here after being killed, and the executioner who had done it all.

The black and silver vortex fluctuated slightly, Harry had already reached its position of less than two meters at this moment, and when Harry really got closer, the fluctuating vortex suddenly expanded, and a gray world suddenly opened up in front of Harry!

It was a buzzing, expletive-filled bazaar, where hundreds of wizards traded their goods, countless magical creatures were kept in cages waiting to be sold, and many more were reduced to broken corpses, stripped of their most valuable parts and traded in countless stalls.

Although the exact time is unknown, it must be some part of the history of poachers.

"Avada suo!"

With a cold drink without any emotion, a tragic green light exploded in front of Harry, and this poignant light of death broke the monotony of the black and white world, giving this historical memory a bright color.

It's like what Harry saw in his dream when he first rested at Hogwarts, scattered like a spider's web, far more than Voldemort's death!

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I just wanted to squint for a while.,I didn't expect it to be 3 o'clock in a blink of an eye.,Here's 3K.,I'll make up for the rest of the chapter and write it again.,Plus the promised addition.,After that, there will be more 4 chapters.。

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