After the small gathering in the Transfiguration office ended, Draco hurried to the library, where a friend was still waiting for him.
"The brat can run fast."
Ani laughed and cursed. He originally wanted to ask something, but just as he said goodbye to Anthony, Draco disappeared.
"Let's go find Harry again. They have been inseparable these past few months."
Hermione was not surprised, the two of them were so clingy now, maybe Harry started to regret being sorted into Gryffindor, otherwise they could have gotten together when they returned to the common room.
Ani pinched his chin and said nothing. After returning to school this time, although his True Seeing Eye found no abnormalities, he always felt that there were some changes in Harry.
He couldn't explain it clearly, but he had a vague feeling.
What exactly happened?
…
"What exactly happened?"
Under Mrs. Pince's intimidation, Harry bit his fingers and murmured to himself. He rested his elbows on the old but neat table and quickly flipped through the tome in front of him.
The sound of "swish, swish, swish" of turning pages kept sounding, indicating that the boy had not found what he needed.
There were several books scattered on the table, and when Draco sat down next to Harry, another pile was piled high.
Autobiography, history books, travel notes...
The books on the table are of different categories, but if someone opens them and reads them, they will find that they all mention one place - Edinburgh.
…
While Harry and Draco were searching for information, Ani had forgotten the changes in the boy.
Who doesn’t have a little secret yet?
It's immoral and unnecessary to dig deeper.
Right now, he was standing among the ruins, constantly taking things out of his pockets.
Table, chairs, and a workbench with a crucible.
Then Aini added a few materials with a strong life breath into the crucible, waved his hand, and ignited an orange-red flame.
Two years ago this place was still a settlement of horse people, but now the houses have long been deserted, and the trees, vines, flowers and plants have returned to their habitat.
After Aini carried out a large harvest of Acromantulas, the centaurs moved the tribe deeper into the Forbidden Forest.
Although the destruction of the Acromantula colony was a good thing for the neighboring centaurs, the power displayed by another neighbor made them feel like a thorn in their backs.
The Acromantula was difficult for the centaurs to deal with, but was easily wiped away by the wizard.
And, all of this was done without them knowing it.
The intuitive balance of power completely shattered the false arrogance in the hearts of the die-hard centaurs, leaving them to remember the glory of their ancestors while silently packing their bags and staying away from the fearful castle under the guidance of the sacrifices.
"Aini, why did the centaurs move away?"
Hermione looked around at random and saw that the general layout of the camp was still there, but most of the pillars of the huts had collapsed, and vines and green grass were everywhere. Occasionally, traces of suspected stars could be found on the moss raised on the surface of the stone walls.
"Because centaurs just want to be centaurs..."
Aini replied softly and told her the reason.
"Hogwarts and centaurs have been living in harmony for many years. They should have known from the beginning to the end that centaurs and wizards are simply incomparable in terms of strength. Why were they scared away this time?"
The girl was puzzled. The centaurs should know that Hogwarts has no ill intentions towards them, otherwise they would not be able to live in the Forbidden Forest. Even Ani, who has the toughest attitude towards aliens, only scared Bain that time and did not do anything.
Really hurt him.
"The glory of the centaurs has passed for too long, and future generations can only maintain their remaining pride with the deeds of their ancestors competing with other races. But the pride of thousands of years ago is ultimately no match for the facts before us. Urina does not want to bend the backbone of the tribe, then
So we can only walk, walk far away, and let time wash away the new generation's fear of wizards."
Aini raised his eyes and looked into the distance, his eyes seemed to penetrate through the thick green shade, and he saw those figures with hooves on the ground, running for their livelihood in an unknown distance.
Although Urina belongs to the friendly faction of the centaurs tribe, and her attitude towards wizards is not as tough as that of Bain and other centaurs, centaurs are centaurs. She can consider issues from the perspective of wizards, but she does not know how to use them.
Do things from a wizard's standpoint.
As a priest of the tribe, Urena needs centaurs like Firenze to ease the relationship with the wizards, and in her heart she would rather have more centaurs like Bain, who can bring the pride of the tribe and the seeds of revival.
Handed down.
Therefore, she cannot let the new generation face the power of wizards. In that case, even if a vassal contract is not signed, the tribe will no longer be full of vitality and freedom.
The horseman has been silent for a long time and still has dreams.
But some dreams are too ethereal, and some dreams are too heavy, and the dreams of the horse people are both.
"But the Forbidden Forest is so big, how long can they escape?"
Hearing Hermione's sigh, a strange look flashed across Aini's face.
Girl, the size of the Forbidden Forest may exceed your imagination.
Maybe the centaurs can actually find a way out.
Aini shook his head and did not continue the topic. Under the girl's confused gaze, he pointed at the crucible, and the light green liquid inside floated away. The breath of life spread, and the surrounding green plants suddenly grew in size.
.
Then Aini opened his pocket and put back what he took out.
"Let's go back."
After dealing with the traces left behind, Ani shouted to Hermione who was wandering aside.
"Ah? Are you leaving now?"
The little witch was even more confused. What did they do here? Make a pot of potion and then use it. Why did they come all the way?
"Well, just leave traces."
Ani glanced at the surrounding green plants. These could be regarded as Sylvie's "tentacles", which were enough to hide Voldemort's use of life energy.
He has already set up the stage, and the rest is to watch Sylvie's performance.
Of course, she won't be the only actor on stage.
"oh oh."
After uttering a brief question, Hermione remembered that Aini had done something to deal with the indentations caused by the tables, chairs, and countertops, and then she understood what he was planning.
Since the girl learned Occlumency, Aini no longer avoids many of her plans. On the contrary, she will sometimes deliberately mention them.
Therefore, now Hermione's little mind is filled with more than just confusion. She is already smart and has grown faster than in her original trajectory.
Looking up, the slanting sunset dyes the figure in front of me and the clouds on the horizon red.
The night in the Forbidden Forest always comes more quickly. After a while, two figures stepped through the afterglow and stepped into the soft moonlight.
The bright white light passes through the branches and leaves, and is reflected in fine pieces on the ground with entangled roots. It seems to want to provoke the silence around it, but in the end it integrates itself into this picture, looking forward to the drama that is about to begin.