Ani did not explain the pass to Hagrid, so it is better not to mention this kind of thing.
"Yesterday he seemed to be coming to the Forbidden Forest. After seeing me, he went back." Hagrid raised his head and drank another drink.
Norberta sniffed the smell in the air on Aini's shoulder, a little eager to try.
Maybe Hagrid would pamper it in other matters, but after learning that brandy is not conducive to the growth of young dragons, he will definitely not let his dragon cubs touch wine, at least until Norberta is out of the incubation period.
"Quirrell? Why is he going to the Forbidden Forest?" Aini was somewhat glad that he caught Percy's young man at night. He believed that Quirrell would not do anything meaningless.
Especially at this time, every move he makes will cause his master endless pain, and no one can isolate this pain, otherwise this "eternal life" will be too cheap.
After Voldemort attributed all the pain to himself, the only thing he could do was to hold back from screaming, even though the Dark Lord might have been in so much pain that he wanted to shush in Quirrell's head.
Not daring to drink too much, Aini walked towards the unicorn territory after chatting with Hagrid for a while.
Earlier today, Ms. Capet sent fresh alfalfa again. Since the British enclosure movement in the 18th century, alfalfa has been planted in large quantities.
This seemingly inconspicuous little green plant has extraordinary magical powers on herbivores. After the enclosure movement, the annual output value of British lambs increased by 600%. It must be said that the introduction of high-quality alfalfa played a role that cannot be ignored.
Contribute.
This little thing is rich in vitamin C, calcium, iron, selenium and other elements. It is rich in nutrients and also has antibacterial and anti-inflammatory effects.
Unfortunately, there is no such plant in the Forbidden Forest, and when Aini realized this last year, it was too late. Winter is not a good season for sowing.
Last month, Aini spread alfalfa seeds within the unicorn's activity area. This relatively cold-resistant variety should be more adaptable to the climate of Hogwarts.
It's a pity that there are only some small sprouts sprouting at this time. If you want to meet the needs of the cute and cute horned horses, you can still only send them by mail.
Aini was walking leisurely in the quiet forest, carrying the bag with the traceless stretching charm. The bright moon seemed to be especially fond of this place. Her gentle hands brushed through the branches, leaving traces of white gauze like broken flowers.<
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His breathing became slower and slower, and Aini closed his eyes unconsciously. The tips of every branch on the path were picked up by himself, unwilling to stab this walker in nature.
Each leaf squeezed forward, touching Aini's face with its soft side. Both parties felt happy at the same time, enjoying the peaceful night even more.
But peace is always broken. The sound of Dede's horse hoofs came closer and closer, and a naturally carved body walked out of the forest.
"Little wizard, the Forbidden Forest is not a place you should come to when you are drunk."
"Firenze, it's me. What's wrong with your eyes?" Ani tried his best to focus on Firenze's big dark circles. The centaurs' costumes were really eye-catching, especially when there were some inexplicable marks on their tails.
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It looks like Firenze has a stomachache today?
"Sorry, I didn't recognize you. The stars seem to be in love with hide-and-seek recently. Their trajectories have become erratic, and Mars is far and near from us."
Aini looked at him speechlessly, can't he really talk properly?
The centaurs tribe has been a bit panicked recently. The movement of the planets has shown another trend, and the old and new trends are intertwined with each other. This makes the centaurs, known as astropaths, very puzzled.
The stars are unstable, and staring at the night sky every night has almost become the norm for the tribe. Unfortunately, the dark circles under the eyes are not as cute as the panda babies.
"I'll give you a piece of advice, Firenze, keep an eye on the little pony in the tribe. A dangerous person may be coming to the Forbidden Forest." Aini reminded him kindly, but it was none of his business whether the centaur would listen.
It’s over.
Although they settled in the Forbidden Forest, the relationship between centaurs and wizards was not really friendly.
"I know, I know, someone is coming back. The trajectory of the planet indicates everything." Firenze scratched his messy hair anxiously.
"But we suddenly couldn't see clearly. They were clearly right in front of us. The Scamander boys, we might be in big trouble."
As he spoke, the centaur's eyes were a little dazed.
"The shadow passes through the gap of the moon, and Saturn gradually descends with Mars."
The sound of hoofbeats sounded from near to far. Before Ani could open his mouth and speak, Firenze dived into the dense forest from where he came.
Aini clicked the words left by the centaurs in confusion. This is one of the reasons why centaurs are immersed in astrology every day, but almost no one goes to them for divination.
The clock keeps turning, but time does not.
Patting the trunk of the willow tree in a friendly manner, Tom swung his little tail, nimbly passed through the dense branches, and covered the scar of the big willow tree with his little paws.
Among Snape's unfinished potions, one would be more effective if added with fresh whomping willow buds.
Although he was forced to take on this job, Aini still wanted to do better.
The branches of the Whomping Willow are a nuisance to those who get close, and the same is true for Ani. It is very difficult for him to leave the Whomping Willow every time.
It likes Aini very much. Every time, it wraps him tightly with branches and never lets go.
As usual, after Ernie and the Whomping Willow "hug" for a few minutes, Tom skillfully held it still.
Gently untying the branches on his body, Aini's nose fluttered slightly, and he suddenly gave up the idea of leaving.
Quirrell has been here.
He would never mistake this unforgettable taste of decay.
Leaning down and sneaking into the secret passage under the Whomping Willow, Ani confirmed his judgment. Sure enough, the smell of Richlo was even stronger.
After walking a few steps forward, Aini's heart moved, and his body suddenly twisted, and then the originally cramped tunnel became spacious.
Aini's figure disappeared, and what remained in place was a trumpet Sniff.
Aini has not gone through the process of learning Animagus, has neither taken Mandrake leaves, nor prepared some disgusting potions.
While playing with his animal friends, he naturally completed his first Animagus transformation.
Ani knew that this was related to his talent, but he couldn't explain why.
He can transform into any familiar animal, whether it is an ordinary creature or a magical creature.
Ani suspects that Quirrell is in the Shrieking Shack at this time. In order to avoid an untimely encounter, it is better to be cautious.
After walking a few more steps, Aini still felt a little unsafe...
Everything he saw confirmed his suspicion just now.
"Where are the things?" Quirrell's tone was gloomy, and the hoarse rubbing sound made the figure under the black robe even more gloomy.
But it was obvious that the other person was not a kind person. He shook the small box in his hand without any surprise, but had no intention of handing it to him.
"Here it is, but I need to collect payment first."
Following the sound, I looked up and saw that the person on the opposite side was also wrapping himself tightly. This place is too close to Hogwarts.
Moreover, many characters in Hogsmeade are not easy to mess with. They have been wandering in gray areas for a long time, and it has long been his instinct to keep a low profile.
However, the buyer knew his identity and did not continue to change his voice after entering the screaming shack.
Caractacus Bock?
Aini's eyes were getting smaller and his eyes were spinning in circles. The old guy had a rich collection, and he could always get some strange things that even for wizards could be called, and they were very powerful in the underground world. p>