The Transformers at Hogwarts

Chapter 142 The Way Out of Poverty
Allen looked over there nervously, the darkness seemed to oppress his eyeballs.

Suddenly there was a rumbling sound, followed by silence.

Allen quietly gave the saber an instruction to let it approach that direction slowly, while looking around, trying to find a suitable transformation object, and want to transform another saber.
At this time, on his right, a blinding light suddenly lit up, blindingly bright in the darkness, and he raised his hand to cover his eyes.

Fangya growled and wanted to escape, it threw Alan off his back, but was blocked by a dry bush, and it screamed louder.

Allen's floating spell is still in effect, so he didn't fall.

He was ecstatic in his heart, and he found the goal of this trip - the magic car of the Weasley family.

He quickly pulled Yaya back, and Yaya wasn't as frightened as before.

They walked quickly toward the light, stumbling over branches as they went.

After a while, they came to a clearing.

The Weasley family's magic car was parked in the middle of a circle of trees, with densely criss-crossed ice edges on the top. There was no one in the car, and the headlights were shining brightly.

When Alan walked towards it with his mouth wide open, it also slowly backed up, like a vigilant big turquoise dog.
"It's me! Alan Phoenix!" Allen suddenly yelled at the car, and he didn't know why he did it. "We met at Weasley's during the summer vacation!"

The turquoise car stopped backing after hearing "Weasley."

Allen was overjoyed. He wanted to continue to have a relationship with the magic car, but he got stuck all of a sudden. With his current appearance, Mr. Weasley probably wouldn't recognize him when he came. How could he let a car recognize him?

Allen was troubled.

The car's wings were scratched and covered with mud, and it was evident that it had formed a habit of moving alone in the woods.

Yaya didn't seem to be interested in it at all, and it followed Alan every step of the way.

Allen could feel it shaking.

Allen's breathing slowly calmed down again, and he retracted his wand into his robes.

"I'm a friend of Ron Weasley and Harry Potter, and I'm their Hogwarts classmate!" Allen continued to approach the magic car.

The magic car seemed to respond to both names, and Allen clearly felt that it was hesitating.

Allen continued to close the distance with the magic car, but the magic car still didn't seem to trust him. Who made him look so weird today with hair all over.

The magic car continued to keep a distance from Allen, and slowly backed away
At this time, a sudden change occurred, and the right rear wheel of the magic car suddenly sank into a snow pit, and Allen could feel the sound of its engine suddenly getting louder
Allen was about to go up to help, and then suddenly a huge spider crawled out of the snow pit, and was about to attack the magic car, Allen quickly pulled out his wand.
The appearance of the spider made the roar of the Magic Car even louder. It broke free from the snow pit, and then quickly disappeared into the night of the Forbidden Forest regardless of Allen's persuasion.
Seeing the lights of the magic car getting farther and farther away, and gradually disappearing into the night of the Forbidden Forest, Allen couldn't care less, because at this time the spider had changed its attack target to Allen, and it seemed that it was disturbed by people. fell asleep and fell into a rage.
Just when Allen was considering whether to use the petrification spell or command the saber to wake it up, a familiar sound of breaking through the air came.
Allen only saw a silvery white arrow piercing the night sky, nailing hard on the huge spider, and then the spider died motionless, green blood flowed all over the ground, and it was extremely painful in the snow. conspicuous.

Allen was stunned, he didn't expect the spider to be killed directly
And a familiar figure also appeared in Allen's sight - his upper body was a handsome man, with amazing blue eyes and shining platinum hair, his lower body was a silver body and a silver ponytail, he His upper body was still naked, and the severe cold of this winter didn't seem to have affected him in any way.

It was Firenze, the centaur whom Allen had seen twice.

He now holds a bow in one hand, and a silver-white arrow in the other hand resting on the bow, staring at Allen.

Allen also found that his gaze was still looking at the saber.

"Are you Hagrid's friend? I saw Hagrid's dog with you!" Firenze spoke first.

"It's me! Alan Phoenix! Hagrid's assistant, a student of Hogwarts!" Alan waved excitedly to Firenze.

"Alan Phoenix?" Firenze repeated the name in a murmur. He relaxed a little and lowered his bow. "You are really difficult to recognize. I have met you three times and each time is different."

Allen also put down his wand, and changed the subject with some embarrassment, "Long time no see! Are you okay?"

"It's still the same," Firenze walked up and looked at Alan, "It's so strange that the planet has never told me your fate."

Allen felt that he was looking at the twin ponytails on his head.
Alan wasn't too impressed with his babbling. He suddenly thought of a question. He pointed to the dead spider on the ground and asked, "Why did you kill this spider directly? Didn't Hagrid say that he wanted to protect the Forbidden Forest?" Fantastic Beasts in the

Firenze stared at Alan with blue eyes and said: "The centaurs are not a race that likes to kill. The planet has told us the result of not controlling these spiders, so we clean up the spiders every year at this time of winter. It's almost becoming our tradition."

Allen was shocked by the information in Firenze's words, "Regular cleaning? Why?"

"These spiders are multiplying too fast, and they are still carnivores. When the number increases, the animals in the entire Forbidden Forest will not be enough for them to eat." Firenze explained softly.

Allen understood what Firenze meant in an instant, and it seemed that it was to maintain the ecological balance in the Forbidden Forest.

"Then why clean up in the winter?" Alan continued to ask.

Firenze explained with a chuckle: "Because they are easy to deal with only when they hibernate in winter, and they are difficult to deal with in groups at other times."

Then he walked to the side of the snow pit, stomped on the side of the pit with his hoof vigorously, and then two furious big spiders crawled out of the pit, and Firenze, who had been prepared for a long time, easily killed them.

"There aren't too many hibernating spiders in this cave!" Firenze said to Allen.

And Allen squatted down, carefully observing the appearance of the big spider.

"Are there many such spiders in the Forbidden Forest?" Allen asked suddenly.

"Many, we have to clean up hundreds of them every winter!" Firenze replied quickly.

"What do you do with the dead body?"

"Let them nourish the land that nurtured them!"

"Are these spiders also magical creatures?" Allen asked eagerly.

Firenze glanced at Allen and said softly, "Yes!"

Allen's eyes took the shape of Gallon
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