Conquest knights from Hogwarts

Chapter 43 Mosaic

It seemed that Hagrid and the centaurs had made a deal.

After those acromantulas were blasted to pieces by Ron's Explosive Curse, the few remnants left have long been scattered. Although they are spiders, they probably have no brains, but they seek benefits and avoid them. The instinct to harm is definitely there.

Without threats and enemies, the centaur naturally had no way to continue. What's more, the leading centaur, Bane, was blown away by the shock wave and almost broke his waist. At this moment, he lost all his energy. .

Hagrid already had a very high voice in the Forbidden Forest. The hybrid giant's combat power was enough to beat most of the magical animals in the Forbidden Forest, and there were very few creatures who could compete with him.

After calming down, the centaurs would naturally give Hagrid a face, saying whatever they wanted, nodding their heads submissively without a backbone, wishing they could get out of here as soon as possible.

"What happened just now, Hagrid?"

After eating the roasted spider legs, Ron got up and walked towards Hagrid after regaining some strength.

Seeing the pony, which looked nothing like a pony approaching, the horsemen moved their hooves nervously, rubbed their backs, and huddled together.

They knew from Hagrid that this little pony was a genuine first-year freshman, 11 years old, and had absolutely no moisture.

"Ron, are you ready?"

After hearing Ron's greeting, Hagrid turned his head. The expression on his face was extremely relaxed. When Hagrid was dealing with magical creatures, he always took the principle of big fists into it. He was very happy with Ron's approach. And quite envious.

After all, his wand was broken in theory and he couldn't cast spells. Although the small pink umbrella can be used secretly, it can't be done like Ron. If possible, he even wants to catch a fire dragon secretly in the forbidden area. Lin kept it.

"Well, it's all Aragog's problem."

As soon as this was mentioned, Hagrid couldn't help sighing: "He's too old, I don't think he has much time left, and he doesn't have a few years to live, probably because he wants to save as much as possible before the acromant colony disperses." Grab more land so that the children can grow up happily, poor parents all over the world."

Hagrid wiped the moist corners of his eyes, and seemed to be moved by this passionate emotion.

"I bother!"

Bain spat unceremoniously: "These eight-legged insects even eat the corpses of their own kind. They don't have any heart. Even if they had, they would have been eaten long ago!"

The angry Bane is still so irritable, but his words are not rough. Compared with other magical creatures, the wisdom of acromantula is relatively low. Only an old thing like Aragog who is old enough can have a normal life. It is even more difficult to speak, too many people have seen acromantulas who have not developed wisdom, and those with brains will not conflict with wizards.

"What a waste." Ron shook his head regretfully when he heard Bain's words.

"what?"

Although he was still a little timid in his heart, Bain still kept his neck tight and did not show his timidity.

"I mean, these acromantulas digest themselves, it's really a waste, those are delicacies."

Ron licked his lips, and the sweet taste of the spider's legs was still in his mouth.

"Can I help you?" Ron asked suddenly, startling the centaur.

"Help me break off their legs and pack them up. It's almost seven o'clock now. If I do it by myself for more than an hour, I probably don't have enough time. I have to go to the kitchen and then go back to the dormitory to change clothes."

"Is it possible?" Ron took a step forward, and the group of horsemen took two steps back in unison. Only Bain, who was stuck in the neck, did not move, but a few drops of cold sweat dripped from his forehead, even now, His back still hurts.

"What are you kidding, little pony."

Bain said with a little nervousness that he didn't realize: "The centaur is not a mule, we have no reason to help you!"

This blunt opening made Ron frown. For some reason, Bane suddenly felt a little panicked. He hated wizards and didn't like dealing with wizards. Even under heavy psychological pressure, he didn't intend to change his words.

"Didn't I help you get rid of those acromants? Your arrows are almost gone. If these spiders get close, even if the centaurs are brave warriors, I think it will be very difficult to escape completely. At least that venom will get you in trouble."

"Everyone should live in harmony and help each other. Don't be so stingy. I apologize for accidentally hurting you just now. There is no way. If I want to destroy the Acrysophus, I can only choose to put my magic there."

"But I think, as strong centaur warriors, you should be fine, right?"

Ron reached out and patted Baine's majestic arm. The force was so strong that it involved Baine's blunt injury. He finally gritted his teeth and did not cry out.

"of course!"

Bain squeezed out the words word by word. It's nothing more than that Nima was photographed by a bear. Where did this little pony get such brute force?

"But it seems that you horse people are really stingy, and you don't plan to help with such a trivial matter?"

Ron shrugged his shoulders, the disappointment on his face was evident, and the crowd of horses behind Bain started to commotion. They thought carefully, and it seemed that the facts were exactly as Ron said, except that Bain fell hard, the others were fine injury, and Ron did help them get rid of the acromant.

In contrast, they were not even willing to help others in cleaning up the battlefield, and the relatively simple and honest horsemen showed embarrassing expressions.

Although they wanted to speak, the centaur behind him did not agree if Bain didn't say anything. Although the centaur has its own culture and writing, they are still in the tribal stage, and their rank and status are regarded very high. Ordinary centaur Soldiers dare not disobey Baine's orders.

They looked at Bain with burning eyes. Even if he didn't look back, Bain could feel the heat coming from behind him, but he was still awkward. He didn't want to admit the fact that a wizard cub had saved them.

This is too embarrassing, if it is passed back, where will I put my face?

Maybe there is some yin and yang voice spreading in the tribe: yo yo yo, isn't this Bain, I haven't seen you for a few days, why is it so annoying?You were actually rescued by a pony, you are such an amazing warrior, hahahaha!

The taunt from the future crossed the boundary of time and reached his ears one step earlier, forming an auditory hallucination. Bane, whose face turned blue and then dark, clenched the spear in his hand, and his bulging chest made him suck a lot. tone.

However.
There is no use.

At this moment, Ron, who probably guessed what Bain was thinking, spoke up. He knew that Bain hated wizards, but for this kind of centaur.
"Then let's have an aboveboard, warrior duel. If you win me, just pretend that I didn't do anything just now. If you lose, you will be responsible for helping me bring the spoils back to Hogwarts Castle. You don't need to go in. Just leave it at the gate."

"Do you dare?" Ron raised his chin provocatively, and he heard the 'cluck' sound from the centaur's teeth clenched.

"How dare you look down on the brave centaur warriors!"

Bane, whose hair was frowned, stood up from the ground, and then his heavy hoof stepped on the ground, making a muffled sound.

"So, you agree?"

Ron grinned and looked at Bane, but in his eyes, it was another mockery.

"Ron!"

Hagrid said in a dissatisfied tone, "You can't do this, it's too dangerous."

He reached out and put his hand on Ron's shoulder, covering Ron's wand with his palm-sized hand.

"You'll kill him." Hagrid said heavily, the words were like a battering ram, instantly shattering Baine's remaining sanity.

"You! Shit! Fart!" The mane on Bane's body exploded, and the strong black centaur exploded on the spot like a firecracker being ignited at this moment.

"Don't worry, I don't know how to use magic. At most, I will be paralyzed half of my body and I won't die."

Ron patted Hagrid's big hand, then drew his wand.

"Come on, it will start when this Nat lands."

There was a copper Nat on the thumb of his left hand, and then Ron flicked his fingers, and the coin flew to a high place in an instant, and then rolled and fell quickly.

One person and one horse focused their attention on each other. When the Nat fell from between the two of them and hit the ground with a slight "flutter" sound, one person and one horse were only two or three meters apart. It moved instantly.

Bane used a spear. This wooden pole with an unknown metal spearhead on the top was a centaur-specific weapon. After soaking in the special potion they prepared, the sharpness and toughness of this spear far surpassed that of steel.

A mere two or three meters, such a distance is completely within Bane's attack range. The centaur is tall and tall, and the super long wingspan and the two-meter-long spear make this distance useless.

A fierce piercing howl seemed to tear the air, and the pitch-black spear swept forward with a mighty force. Bane, who was caught in a frenzy, completely forgot to keep his hand. He had long forgotten that if he took this If the little wizard was killed on the spot, what greeted him would be extremely terrifying, the double blow from the Ministry of Magic and Hogwarts, and even the tribe of centaurs would suffer.

"Yo, it's killing me."

Ron, who had been on guard against the attack for a long time, lowered his body before the spear approached him. Just when the spear just passed over his head, he swung his right hand holding the wand tightly, and struck along the sweeping trajectory of the spear. .

Bolstered by a huge force suddenly, Bain couldn't use his force to sweep back at all. Seeing that his spear was about to be drawn uncontrollably towards him, he let go of his right hand, and the exploding spear In an instant, it pierced through the trunk of a tree surrounded by one person, and flew into the Forbidden Forest.

"hello."

A grinning face stood in front of Bain.

“呀打~~~”

One move is the dog-beating stick method. Bah, the horse-beating stick method is used. This looks like it hurts people, but it is actually a very painful iron birch wand. Ron danced it into a flower. The centaur couldn't help covering their faces, the corners of their eyes protruding from between their fingers, and Wuzhu opened his mouth in panic to prevent himself from screaming.

"Crackling", the blows from the stick to the flesh became one piece. This inhumane and ruthless unilateral massacre lasted for a full minute. The pig's head is almost as big as a basketball.

Fortunately, he was a black centaur, and his dark fur was his natural protective color. Those possible traces were hidden by his fur. Apart from his swollen face, Bane seemed to be fine.

"Alive, right?"

Ron put away his wand, took a few breaths to calm down, and reached out to pat Bane's face, causing him to tremble and twitch in pain.

Seeing this guy who hurts everywhere and screaming, and now he is still alive and kicking, Ron's heart is relieved. Although he didn't use magic to enchant, he was really beaten to death just now, but the horseman skin Thick flesh is not boasting, it didn't kill him.

"Then, I win."

Ron looked up at the centaur warriors behind Baine, and he tilted his head to signal them to work faster.

However, the horsemen took three, four, five or six steps back in unison, without any vision.

"What are you doing in a daze!" Ron glared at them, and said loudly, "Hurry up and work, I'm willing to admit defeat! Do you want to renege on your debt?"

A series of flustered promises sounded, and the centaur warriors pulled out their weapons and rushed forward. If the acromantula was not dead, it might be a little troublesome for them to deal with it, but dismembering the corpse would be no problem.

There are many people and strength is great, and these words are equally effective when applied to the centaur. In less than half an hour, hundreds of acromantulas of various sizes were completely cleaned up by the centaur, and even the hair on their legs was completely cleaned up by the centaur. They scraped off all the thorns and thorns with a knife, leaving only the chopped legs.

Those fangs and poison sacs were also pulled out by the ingenious centaur warriors, and they were handled quite well.

"Give it all to me?"

To be honest, Ron really didn't expect Hagrid to have no interest in these things.

"Anyway, Aragog has a lot of children. Go to their lair and you will know how many there are. It's so dark that you can't see the end."

But as soon as Hagrid's words fell, he smiled a little embarrassingly to cover up the embarrassment on his face. If this damn guy brings Ron there, it probably won't take long. The acromantula will have to It was extinct in Hogwarts, but he has been raised for 50 years, and he has a little bit of affection. Although it is not very rare, after playing for 50 years, he is a little tired.

"Oh!!! Really? So much?"

Ron pretended not to see Hagrid's expression, and said in surprise.

"Hagrid, Hagrid, make a deal."

He laughed and stepped on the tree trunk and lay on Hagrid's shoulder.

"I don't know, I don't know anything, you take these and go away, the Forbidden Forest is not something you, a little wizard, can come to, hurry up. Points will be deducted!"

Hagrid flustered and talked about other things, but with little success, Ron's face is not so thin.

"What if I have hope for you to raise a fire dragon, or something more?"

A demonic whisper echoed in Hagrid's ear.

fire dragon fire dragon fire dragon
The word was like a powerful psychedelic potion, and it immediately occupied all of Hagrid's thoughts.

"Really?"

He rounded his black eyes, which were so bright they could be two big light bulbs.

"You should know the conditions for raising fire dragons, right?"

"A license from the Ministry of Magic. The construction of the site must meet the captivity standards for xxxxx-level dangerous creatures. Breeders must pass the first-level animal trainer exam and obtain a dragon trainer professional qualification certificate."

"Charlie has already passed the first-level animal trainer exam, and he is about to get the dragon trainer professional qualification certificate. He can get it after another year of practice. I can find a way to get the license from the Ministry of Magic. Do you know Cedric? His father is Director of the Department of Protection of Fantastic Beasts, although it is wrong to use relationships, we can get the best conditions, and our family has a good relationship with theirs."

"But ah, the biggest problem now is site construction, even if it is not used for large-scale farming"

"One end is fine! Even if there is only one end!"

Hagrid stared at Ron enthusiastically, and spoke eagerly and excitedly.

"Of course, we won't make it that big at first, maybe it's just one or two ends, but the cost of the venue is not low at all, and the captivity standard of xxxxx dangerous creatures can only be smashed with a lot of gold Galleons. That is the long-term accumulation of the Dragon Family."

"So, Hagrid, the acromantula trades for the dragon, do you?"

"Change!"

Hagrid said firmly, "Change! Change now!"

"There are still [-] to [-] acromantula, except for Aragog, everything is fine!"

"However, the Forbidden Forest belongs to Hogwarts. I can promise that the acromantula is raised by me, but I can't promise you anything else."

"If the Fire Dragon Taming Farm is built, wouldn't it also belong to Hogwarts? Principal Dumbledore is still very reasonable. After all, the Forbidden Forest is so big, it is not a problem to raise a few fire dragons. Fire dragons, all of them Po, the professors will love it."

"However... I'm too anxious now. I'll go back and discuss with Fred George first, and then make a plan and wait for our good news."

"Okay, okay." Hagrid, with a smile on his face, picked up the hill-like spider legs, "Let's go, I'll take you back to Hogwarts, class is about to start, so don't be late .”

(End of this chapter)