Alchemy Black Technology at Hogwarts

Chapter 163 Recognition
"We will recognize your pony."

Bain said with a solemn expression.

"The identity of the pony?"

William couldn't help but feel a little puzzled. In his impression, "foal" is what horse people call minors.

"Yes, you are the wizard's foal, but you are also our foal."

Bane spoke like a riddle, and even Firenze couldn't help standing up from the fire and stomping towards them.

"What Bain means is that we will recognize you as one of us, and you can move freely in the Forbidden Forest. And if you want, you can also follow the elders among the centaur like other foals. learn to read the stars."

Firenze explained gently.

The centaurs have always been considered to have a unique understanding of prophecies based on astrology, and many of their prophecies were later verified to be true.

When Hogwarts was first established, the Big Four reached an agreement with the centaurs in the forest, and wizards would not enter the forest and interfere with the lives of the centaurs.The meaning proposed by Bain is naturally to recognize William's identity as a "horseman".

"So I can now be counted as an 'Honorary Centaur'?"

William pointed to himself, and said with a somewhat complicated mood - he originally wanted to win the title of "magical creature" for Mr. Anderson, but he didn't expect that he would become a magical creature first.

"Yes, if you want to understand it that way."

Bane replied bluntly, he bent his front hoof, and patted William on the shoulder, "You have proved your courage and wisdom to us."

After that night when the ground shook in the Forbidden Forest, the Centaur asked Lupine what the contents of that little bag were, and if it was some kind of spell, but Lupine swore he had never seen anything like that. There is no magic spell, and such extremely dangerous knowledge will not be taught to students in the castle (although he said this 16 years earlier).

But no matter what, William didn't save the centaur by means of a wizard, and he was a horse that shouldn't have joined the battle.

Some time ago, how to repay William sparked a fierce debate among the centaurs. As conservatives, Bain and Margaret believed that this was the trouble caused to them by wizards, and they only needed to send some gifts to express their affection It's okay, there's no need to make such a big sacrifice.

To reveal the secrets of the stars to a wizard, not even a pony, is absolutely a thing that has never happened.

"Do you think that sending some fruit, wattle, or animal fur is enough to cancel his help to us?"

Firenze accused angrily, but this time he actually got Ronan's support.

Ronan is the one who knows the stars best among the young horse people. With a melancholy expression on his face, he rarely spoke during the quarrel, "The star on the horse's head is particularly bright, and fate treats him very well." It is preference, and we cannot ignore what the stars tell us."

Ronan said calmly.

After Ronan stood up, even the brave Bane and the majestic Margaret had a hard time holding on to anything.

"We can share our knowledge with him, but he needs to choose whether he wants to learn from us, and anyone, I mean anyone" Bain glanced at Firenze meaningfully, but Firenze He straightened his back even more proudly, and made a nasal sound of "hum".

"No one can take the initiative to teach him more secrets about stars."

Bain suppressed his temper and finished speaking.

"I agree."

Margaret nodded first.

"I agree."

Firenze then seconded.

Soon the centaur tribe reached a consensus.

"William, what do you think?"

Firenze said with a smile.

"I'm excited to be a horse person."

William nodded, and accepted the return proposed by the horsemen - if he still refuses at this time, he will seem a bit too unreadable, although in fact William does not reject the horsemen giving him some rare Herbs or something in return.

"very good."

Bane nodded and stood up straight.

"He agreed! Starting today, we have one more member in our tribe!"

He raised his hand and shouted to the other centaur who were quietly watching not far away, and a burst of excited applause suddenly broke out in the camp.

"Keep the fire going, it's something to celebrate!"

Bain called the others to gather around, they surrounded William, and sat by the fire together.The horse people added a lot of hay to this fire, and there seemed to be some special plants among them, which gave off a reassuring smell when burning.

"Your name is William, isn't it? My name is Nia."

A particularly bold female foal squeezed to William's side and looked at him curiously. She turned her head angrily and glanced at several foals not far away. They were winking and giggling.

The curious horsemen kept asking William various questions, and brought him all kinds of things, such as hand-polished combs, beautiful rattan, or "fun-tasting" fruits. presents, and William provided them with various trinkets in return.

The "evening" lasted until the sleepy foals were driven back by their parents, and William, invited by Firenze, made his way to the Black Lake.

"I'm still worried that you'll feel like they're being overly enthusiastic."

Firenze said softly, the moonlight shone on his cream-colored horse, making him look like it was reflecting a faint luster.

"There were definitely some in the beginning."

William replied with some embarrassment.

Horses don't care much about clothes, and they're very hospitable, especially foals his age.

"I can see that you actually have questions you want to ask us, but you haven't found a suitable opportunity tonight."

Firenze slowed down a little so that William could follow up better.

"I'm just wondering, what should I do to make an ordinary person into a horse, like me."

William carefully considered the language. The reason why he never asked this question was because it was really offensive—especially for the centaurs who were particularly sensitive about their status as "magical creatures".

"The man you speak of, is he a wizard?"

Firenze stopped suddenly and turned to look at William, his bright blue eyes were full of curiosity.

"No, his surname is Anderson, and he is an ordinary person. You know, what wizards usually call a Muggle."

William shook his head and replied.

(End of this chapter)