Even Hagrid was less familiar with the layout of this forbidden forest than the centaurs.
Soon Firenze and Jon came to an open space. There were no fire dragons stationed nearby, and during the game, there would be no Aurors or the like here. It was a very dangerous place.
A good place to talk.
After finding a place to settle down, the centaurs immediately dispersed to look for food and prepare a temporary resting place, leaving only Firenze, Jon and Cedric talking.
Jon took out the small wooden sign that Hagrid gave him.
"The Forbidden Forest is now completely surrounded by the magic of the Aurors. Hagrid tried to get in before but failed. He can only ask me to come and contact you during the game to ensure your current situation and needs. Also.
, Hagrid also asked me to find a man named Parson among the centaurs."
After hearing Jon's last words, Firenze remained silent and fell silent.
The air suddenly fell into silence, but even without any answer, just in this situation, Jon could guess Parson's ending.
"Many of my tribe have died." Firenze looked up and looked at Jon with his only remaining eye. "We have no pursuit of the outside world. Even when the wizard determined the categories of humans and magical animals,
Our ancestors voluntarily separated themselves from others and disdained the company of wizards."
His voice was very soft and calm, so calm that one could hardly hear the vibrato in it.
"But even if we just live in this forbidden forest, the British Ministry of Magic is not willing to let us go. Killing us will not do them any good, but they still do it. The reason is because we have dirty stains on our bodies.
Blood."
Jon can understand Firenze's mood.
The number of centaurs originally existing in the magical world is very small. In the entire UK, and even in Europe, the tribe living in the Forbidden Forest can be said to be the largest tribe of centaurs.
But now an unreasonable disaster has befallen them. Most of their compatriots have been massacred, and the remaining old, weak, sick and disabled can only hide in hiding. Two or three fire dragons can almost trap them all to death.
It would be strange if Firenze didn't have any resentment against the wizard in his heart.
Cedric on the side also looked guilty. He should indeed feel guilty. No matter what he thought in his heart, as a half-blood, and his father worked in the Ministry of Magic, he was considered a half-blood who had officially joined Voldemort's camp and enjoyed privileges.
Everything we enjoy today is based on the oppression of other people.
But Jon would not be fooled by just one or two words from him. The current situation of the centaurs is regrettable, but is this really not their fault at all?
"I sympathize with you and your tribe, Mr. Firenze, but I also have a question that I would like you to answer." Jon did not avoid Firenze's surprisingly blue eyes, "Since you have encountered the current situation, you all
I was able to immediately think of asking Dumbledore and Hagrid for help. So what was the position of the entire Hogwarts in the war against the Dark Lord at that time? What was the position of the entire centaurs?"
Jon's question made Firenze close his eyes, and also made the guilty Cedric raise his head to hear his answer.
After a long time, Firenze spoke again.
"At that time, I tried my best to persuade other tribesmen to come out of the Forbidden Forest and help Dumbledore. No matter who wins or loses in the end, only Dumbledore is our strongest ally. But other people don't think so. They feel that since the centaurs
If you can’t even count yourself as a human being, then you shouldn’t interfere in the disputes between wizards. No matter who rules this school, the centaurs can live very well in the Forbidden Forest.”
Jon was not surprised at all by his answer. Even if neither Dumbledore nor Hagrid ever mentioned this matter, if the centaurs had participated in the war that led to the fall of Hogwarts Castle, then in the end Dumbledore would have
Blido will definitely try his best to take the centaurs away from the Forbidden Forest. Staying here will only make them extinct.
But there is not a single centaur in the Order of the Phoenix today, so it can only be that the centaurs at the time were in a state of onlookers.
"With all due respect, Mr. Firenze, if the centaurs had chosen to help us, they might have been in a difficult situation, but they would never have ended up like this."
Jon's words were very straightforward, and he had to be straightforward. He couldn't be like Cedric, who was fooled by others with just a few words and felt that it was all his own fault.
It is true that we want to help the horse people, but this kind of help can never be defined as compensation.
In this regard, Firenze did not show any hard words, trying to combine Voldemort and Dumbledore, and attribute the current miserable situation of the centaurs to the wizard's fault. He took a deep breath and looked at it with bright eyes.
With Jon.
"I have no intention of blaming this war on you because of this. I know who the enemy is better than anyone else. In the eyes of other centaurs, the wizard may be a wizard, but I know that the Dark Lord and Deng
The difference between Dumbledore and Dumbledore is also very clear who is our friend. So this time I am asking you, Mr. Green, to contact Dumbledore and ask you to help rescue the remaining members of my tribe. Continue
The only thing waiting for us in the Forbidden Forest is genocide."
He kept his posture very low. He was obviously half taller than Jon when he was standing in front of him, but he bent his waist and lowered his head, which made Jon, who had always straightened his back, look...
The figure is taller and taller.
This is a request, an unequal and extremely humble request from one party.
The ponies around them all huddled together, hugging each other for warmth. Their faces were a little dirty, and they looked at their clan leader with slightly shining eyes reflecting the moonlight.
These cubs were well protected, and almost every surviving adult centaur had injuries to one degree or another. Only most of these children were just a little dirty and didn't have many scars.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Jon looked up at the bright night sky and suddenly said.
"How much has Cedric told you about the Triwizard Tournament?"
This time, Cedric answered before Firenze could speak.
"I don't know much. Dad never told me this. He just told Firenze that you will come to Hogwarts Castle for this game, and the outcome will have a great impact on the situation."
Jon said seriously.
"It's not a big deal. The outcome of this game will determine the outcome of the current situation between us and the Dark Lord. This game is a gamble. As long as we win in the end, then we can win the main battle in France."
Achieve a complete victory on the battlefield, retake Hogwarts Castle, and completely eliminate the coexistence of two Hogwarts."
Cedric and Firenze were both stunned. Firenze had thought before that this event, which had been suspended for such a long time, must be re-convened under the current situation, but he had never thought about it.
I never thought that the Dark Lord and Dumbledore would bet such a big bet on this game.
Hogwarts is of extremely great significance to any ruler of the British wizarding world. It can even be said that only by controlling this castle can one achieve the most complete control over the entire UK.
Once the sole legitimacy of this thousand-year-old school is lost, for Voldemort, it is almost equivalent to losing half of Britain. This is much more serious than the so-called loss of France, and it will directly shake the foundation of his rule.
Jon and Dumbledore also understand this very well, and the reason why Dumbledore agreed to the bet without investigating why Voldemort proposed the purpose of this game is because they have
There are two plans.
Jon only needs to be responsible for completing the game with all his strength, while Dumbledore has to make other preparations and investigations.
"So what do you need us to do?" Firenze looked at Jon and asked.
"You don't need to do anything. You'd better be stationed at the edge of the Forbidden Forest near Hogsmeade during this period. I will explain your situation to Professor Dumbledore after the game. If you want
If you want to leave the Forbidden Forest directly, then we can help you and take you to France, which is under our control. Going there means your safety."
After Jon finished speaking, Firenze shook his head, his eyes clearly filled with hatred.
"The cubs can go to France for protection, but the men have to go to the front line. We are not afraid of sacrifice, let alone sacrifice for hatred and blood!"
Jon knew the value of these centaurs. Even if they couldn't use any magic, they were still good players. Not only did every adult centaur have superb archery skills, but they were also far superior in agility and physical fitness.
Much more than wizards, otherwise all the centaurs in the Forbidden Forest would have died long ago after so many years of siege and suppression.
"I will convey your thoughts to Professor Dumbledore, but what you need to do most now is to protect yourselves. I always feel that the three fire dragons will not block your way out by chance. If this is not a coincidence,
, that means someone has ulterior motives for you."
After giving the instructions to the centaurs, Jon turned his attention to Cedric again.
"Can we talk alone?"
Cedric was at a loss when Jon suddenly turned his eyes, but he soon regained his composure and nodded.
Firenze wisely organized the tribesmen to build this new temporary camp, and Jon also started a private conversation with the mixed-race student.
"You should be very clear about what you are doing now and what it means to your principal."
Jon's expression and tone were serious. He was not threatening Cedric, but stating the facts.
Of course Cedric knew very well, although in most cases now, Voldemort would only show his "mercy" to those who supported him, so that few people in Britain today would mention his past methods, but since Cedric
If you know Dumbledore and Jon, you must also know the true face of Voldemort.
"If I am discovered, it will not only be me who will die, but also my father and mother. They will all be punished."
Cedric's voice was trembling slightly, but his expression and eyes were firmer than the always blowing night wind.
"But I can't deceive myself. The education I received since childhood has taught me what is right and what is wrong. Maybe before, I could still use the illusion that the mixed-race students in Hogwarts did not suffer much injustice.
Comfort yourself, but the words you said when you rescued that poor girl that day made it impossible for me to accept everything I have with peace of mind."
Jon looked at him.
"The British have announced to the outside world that I was the dark wizard who sneaked into Hogwarts Castle last year?"
"No." Cedric shook his head, "They will never admit that they will be tricked by a student like you who has not graduated from school, but this is no longer a secret in the Ministry of Magic, and many employees know it.
The person who did what happened last year is the same person who killed the Lestranges in public this year. I know this because my father accidentally said it when he drank too much during the summer vacation."
He looked at Jon, his clear eyes reflecting the moonlight.
"I know I'm not as good as you, Jon, but I don't want to be a pure-blood slave. I know what I'm doing now will bring danger to my family, but I can't force myself because of such danger.
He admitted that something that should have been wrong turned out to be right."
Jon had never had any doubts about Cedric's integrity. Even when he first met this boy, the first question he asked using Legilimency was to confirm whether he was really Cedric Dee.
Gorey, because the name itself has convincing capital.
"Excellence will never be the key to a person's contribution, but to see what he has done." Jon said earnestly, "What you did tonight has left you with no way back, Cedric
, now you need to make up your mind to stand with us."
Without hesitation or hesitation, Cedric said calmly.
"When I decided to help Firenze and the others, I had already made up my mind. As long as I can change the current Britain and let people who should be equal regain their freedom and human rights, I am willing to do anything."
Jon showed a smile that would only appear when facing Hermione and Neville, and he patted Cedric on the shoulder.
"There is no need to make the atmosphere so heavy when expressing determination. The road we are taking is no longer so difficult. At least the scene in front of us is no longer dark."
Cedric also took a breath and smiled on his face.
"Does this count as me turning my back on the dark?"