Conquest knights from Hogwarts

Chapter 52

When she followed Celina into the depths of the valley, the little doubts she had before were completely resolved.

Beside the deep pool below the waterfall, the female centaurs of the tribe gather here. They sit on the soft lawn with the sun shining on them, carefully handling the herbs in their hands.

Probably because they often run in the mountains and forests, there are no fat and bloated members among the horse people. The just right clear lines outline their wildness and vitality, but the relatively soft curves can make people feel the heart-pounding change. So soft and gentle.

But the strange thing is that the heart that should be restless and fiery is very calm at this moment. Looking at the horse people bathed in the sun, a strange peace fills the heart.
Ron had the urge to pull up his pants to see if something was wrong with his brother, but considering his age,
Are there no human rights at the age of 11? !

It seems that there is really none, the spare parts are not supported, and the function has not yet been opened.
The enlightened Ron quickly adjusted his mentality. After all, in high school, he often used MP4 to learn new knowledge in the middle of the night under the covers. Being well-informed is probably the greatest wealth nowadays. After all, it is better than living a small life. Well done, uh. The creatures that radiation mutants can still play with haven't been discovered for the time being. Four-legged human grandmas, that's it. People who participate in the Olympics are all four-legged.

Ron, who was holding up his pants and talking, was thinking wildly. Before he knew it, under the leadership of Celina, they had come to the horse man under the waterfall pool.

"What is cold plague? Are these herbs prepared for cold plague?"

Hermione, who had gradually gotten used to the setting that centaurs don't wear clothes, asked curiously. Although she had memorized "A Thousand Herbs and Ferns" completely, she still couldn't recognize these herbs.

"Cold plague, in fact, this is a preparation for a big drop in temperature, not a disease. The winter at Hogwarts is very cold, and the temperature in the Forbidden Forest is especially low, so before winter, that is, September Around October, we will collect medicinal herbs and make soup to strengthen the foal's physical fitness."

"At the same time, when preparing for the cold epidemic, we will also collect necessary herbs for processing and preservation. Now is the harvesting period of herbs, and the herbs that can be harvested in different seasons are different."

While explaining to Hermione, Celina reached out to comb her messy hair, and then carefully braided her hairstyle.

"Don't use magic? If you use magic, it should be very easy to keep the room warm and cold."

After hearing Harry's question, Celina shook her head gently,

"The centaurs are good at stargazing, divination and the preparation of herbs. Although we can also use magic, it is a little different from your wizard's magic."

Harry was dumbfounded by her bright smile.

"In terms of convenience, the magic of your wizards is indeed very enviable."

"The magic of the centaur is more inclined to strengthen ourselves, and attach specific powers to our bodies by engraving magic patterns, just like this."

Celina stretched out her right arm, a line of pale green lines suddenly lit up on the back of her white hand, and she saw the finger, which was as delicate as a spring onion, gently hooked, and a rattan basket full of processed herbs She hooked it up with one finger.

According to the visual inspection, the rattan basket weighs about two hundred catties. Although an adult horseman can lift it up, even Ron can do it. It can be lifted with one finger as if it is light, which is a bit powerful.

"However, there are not many centaur who can successfully engrave magic patterns. Most centaur are not so sensitive to magic power. We can't use magic wands to enhance the sense of magic power like wizards. Most centaur only To be a centaur warrior, just like my brother."

Speaking of this, Celina showed a bright smile again, she clenched her fist and gently bent her arms.

"Like my brother, I can hit ten at a time."

With the most gentle tone, Celina spoke domineeringly, but seeing that she was carrying two hundred catties with one finger, the three of them could only nod their heads. This is not outrageous at all, it is very magical.

The little wizards who were immediately attracted by the wonderful magic of the centaur happily chatted with Certina. They talked about the world of wizards, the world of Muggles, and the world outside the Forbidden Forest that Certina had never been to.

Unknowingly, the sun that was hanging high above their heads gradually sank, and when the golden-red sunlight was about to disappear into the sky, the growling of their stomachs interrupted their chatting.

"It was great to meet you today."

Every strand of hair was exuding sincere joy, Celina opened her hands and gave them a hug. If it was a few hours ago, the shy little boy would probably have a nosebleed three thousand feet. But now. I have to say that habit is a terrible and terrible thing.

"Then come to our party now."

She pointed to the small square in the center of the valley. When they were fascinated by chatting, the horsemen had already built a bonfire there and prepared dinner for tonight.

What was boiled in the boiling cauldron was a herbal soup to prevent the cold epidemic. Each of the ponies present shared a large bowl, and Ron and the others were no exception, although the medicinal soup showed an ugly yellow-green color, and It has a strong herbal smell, but it's not unpleasant.

A sip of the yellow soup entered the throat, and the burning feeling spread all over the body, but then, this somewhat fierce heat gradually flowed into the limbs and bones, and the warmth enveloped the body, and the cold wind at night also became gentle at this moment stand up.

The herbal soup carefully formulated by the horsemen has a unique effect that is not inferior to that of potions. It is these mysteries that are so strange and worthy of people's continuous exploration that they finally piece together the current grotesque magic world.

When Marcus, the patriarch of the centaur, sprinkled a handful of unknown powder into the bonfire, and everyone prayed for the foals in unison, the party tonight officially began.

The horsemen gathered in front of the huge bonfire sang unknown songs. They shook their wine glasses and drank the aged spirits they brewed. Their impromptu dances and chants were not overdone. They were enjoying the tranquility of the night. Integrate your own joy and laughter into this nature and coexist harmoniously.

Although a little overwhelmed, under the leadership of Celina, Ron and the others quickly integrated in. They learned to sing the songs of the centaur, and were held hands in their dance.

But in this joyful moment.

"The man who sets the horse, you are mighty and majestic~ The galloping horse is like the wind~"

The uncle's tone-deaf singing scared Ron into a fright,

"Sorry, got off the stage."

The old man who hadn't seen him for a long time cleared his throat, then left a task and ran away.

"Your uncle issued a task to you. You can choose not to accept it, but your uncle thinks you can accept it."

"Are you going to take it or not?"

Ron: "."

"Why don't you talk about cross talk here? Of course, I will accept it. Can I not accept the task given by the uncle?"

[Then ride a horse!Yes, the one in front of you!ride her!Then--】

A roaring roar tore apart the silence of the night.

"It's the Chimeras, the two that fought yesterday."

Hagrid put down the barrel in his hand, rubbed his red eyes and spoke firmly.

"These two stupid children, why don't they listen to their father!"

(End of this chapter)