As night fell, the centaurs held a banquet in the square in the middle of the tribe to thank Charles for saving Twilight.
The diet of the centaurs was far beyond Charles' imagination. The table included fruits gathered, mushrooms roasted to brown, boiled vegetable leaves that looked edible, and what surprised him was that there were boiled eggs!
Only adult centaurs who work in defense and hunting can eat eggs. Older children like Twilight who work in gathering can eat eggs if they work a lot.
They also had wine made from fruits. Charles stopped drinking it after one sip. There were too many impurities and he would definitely have a headache the next day.
So he took out his stock of happy water from the bag.
At first, when the Great Elder, Ronan and Twilight looked at the bubbling liquid in the cup, they thought it was some kind of magic potion. After taking a sip, the scene got a little out of control.
After Ronan drank a glass of happy water, he lay on the table and cried loudly. It would be great if his murdered child could also drink such a delicious drink.
Twilight took a small sip and then immediately ran to share it with other children.
As for the great elder, he was already dancing there to thank the stars for the delicious food.
When Twilight came to ask if he had any more, Charles released his entire inventory to share with other centaurs.
A bearded man named Bain finished two bottles of Happy Water and came over and patted Charles on the shoulder and said, "Whoever bullies my brother in Hogwarts from now on will be brought to the Forbidden Forest."
I will make him suffer no good fruit!
Ronan came over and asked if his next child could also be named Charles.
Finally, the great elder announced that Charles is our two-legged brother!
Charles was a little scared when he saw this situation. He didn't expect the centaurs to be so crazy about happy water.
After the whole tribe calmed down, everyone continued to eat.
Charles discovered that all the remaining happy water was taken by adult centaurs like Ronan and Bain.
The elder took a sip of the happy water and roasted the mushrooms, and at the same time said to Charles: "Sweetness represents strength. Only with strength can you survive. The only sweetness in the Forbidden Forest is some fruits and honey, which are very precious."
Charles was also eating roasted mushrooms. After hearing what he said, he said: "Great Elder, I don't know much about your traditions and customs. If I said something wrong, please point it out and I will change it."
The great elder nodded.
Charles asked him thoughtfully: "Do you do trade with...Hogwarts, for example, exchanging herbs for some sweet sugar and the like."
The Great Elder said slowly: "I understand what you mean. We only exchange supplies with friends we trust, just like Dumbledore and Hagrid. If you have something, you can also exchange it with us."
Charles asked again: "What if those supplies are made by Muggles?"
The great elder replied: "Muggles and wizards both have two legs."
Charles understood that the horse people should have their own rather stubborn traditions and customs. I am afraid that the pressure of survival has made their bottom line flexible.
Like the new brothers Bane opposite and Ronan next to him, these two brothers in Charles' "memory" were furious because Firenze let Harry sit on his back, and now it is possible to obtain more strength-replenishing weapons.
Tianshui, all without saying a word.
Charles thought the same thing. The hatred of killing his father and the hatred of eating his children are enough to make humans pay a lot, so there is nothing wrong with the centaurs making the bottom line more flexible.
He thought for a moment and asked: "What supplies do you need most now?"
The great elder replied: "It is best to have something to eat, both sweet and salty."
Bain immediately went on to say: "It's best to have sharp arrows."
Ronan nodded.
Charles thought about it and found that it is not difficult to purchase food. Arrows and even entire arrows can be customized. The problem is transportation.
Although you can ask the old man for help, Dumbledore must know about this matter. If the old man's identity is leaked, Voldemort will carry two kilograms of fruit and a can of tea to No. 3 Privet Drive during the holidays.
Charles thought about it and finally decided to find a solution with Dumbledore, who called him Lu Ziye?
He thought of another question and asked cautiously: "I'm sorry, do you grow food?"
Judging from the dining table, the centaurs should raise chickens, but other food is collected.
Bain frowned, suppressed his anger, and said unhappily: "We are the ones who plow the fields like mules!"
"I'm sorry, I was abrupt." Charles immediately apologized sincerely, and at the same time figured out their clues.
The horse people don't want others to treat them as livestock like mules, so they refuse to do work such as carrying things and plowing the fields.
This is probably because they were enslaved as livestock by wizards before, so they are very sensitive to this kind of thing.
"What if the land is not cultivated?" Charles asked cautiously, "For example, if you throw pumpkin seeds on the ground as garbage in the spring, you will find a ripe pumpkin in the fall."
Not only Bain, but also Ronan, the Great Elder and the centaurs next to him were confused at this time. Mules can't do such a thing as throwing things around.
Charles let them digest the matter internally and said: "I can provide you with sugar and salt. What do you want for staple food?"
The great elder said: "We want oats, and it would be better if we could have a little olive oil. It would be better if we could have some axes, saws, hammers, nails and pots."
Charles wrote them down one by one, and then said: "I will bring some samples over in a while, and let everyone see which ones are suitable."
At this time, the great elder said: "Thank you very much. You can take the herbs in our warehouse as you like."
Charles smiled and said: "You're welcome, we are a family."
"I have something to ask."
He saw many luminous plants here that were not in his "memory", one was a bit like an epiphyllum, with its petals closed during the day and glowing red when they bloomed at night. There was also a group of flowers, like a group of stars. There are even more others, with many colors. They can be planted in front of and behind the house to be used as street lights. Some of them can be planted in wooden flower pots and can be taken home.
He asked the great elder if he could take it back and plant it, and the great elder said that you have to tell him as much as you want, and then let the foals dig it back.
Charles was very happy and decided to get some and plant them on his own land when he had time. It would be very interesting.
It's just that while the great elder was talking and drinking the happy water, he forgot to mention what to do if the "dragon fruit" turned out to be fruitful.
The centaurs have no nightlife, so they go back to their homes after dinner.
"Ah?" Charles was stunned, "I'm going to stay at Twilight's house?"
Ronan said matter-of-factly: "Yes, she is the only one in her family. She has room."
Charles asked: "Can I go to your house?"
"No." It was Bain who answered, "Ronan is busy making a foal at night now."
Charles scratched his head and said, "But Twilight is a girl."
Several other centaurs were stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter.
A centaur uncle asked him: "How many legs do you have?"
Charles held out two fingers.
The centaur uncle smiled and said: "Your legs are different from ours, so what are you worried about? Do you humans use sheep with more legs than you and fish with no legs?"