Hogwarts 1991

Chapter 191 Legend
"Where did those spiders go?"

"Also... who did this?"

Harry simply landed on the ground from the broomstick, staring dumbfounded at the continuous spread of wildfire ahead.

However, it seemed that someone had already given the answer in his heart, and he turned his suspicious eyes to that person.
—McGuffin Albert!

really……

The guy looked away guiltily, and smiled proficiently.

The corners of Harry's eyes kept twitching.

He felt that since he made this friend, the corners of his eyes seemed to be suffering from epilepsy, and they would go crazy from time to time.

But... where did those spiders go? They couldn't be burned to death by this guy in the fire!

——Others dare not really say, but this guy McGuffin is really not sure.

But then a sound in the forest behind Harry interrupted his thoughts.

A centaur walked out of the flickering dark forest illuminated by the fire.

This centaur has a shiny reddish-brown horse body, with a long red tail dragging behind it.

He carefully avoided those sparks flying in the air, and came in front of the crowd.

—It was Ronan the Centaur.

McGuffin felt a little uncomfortable.

Since the last prophecy... and that illusion, he has been a little jealous of these nagging centaurs.

They made McGuffin once again realize that there are still many things he doesn't know in this real world, not all things revolve around this school, the fate of Harry and Voldemort falling in love and killing each other...even though it is described in the original book that this is the most important war in the wizarding world, a battle between justice and evil...

But from that environment and the few words exchanged between the centaur and Dumbledore, McGuffin knew that something he didn't know was happening quietly

Just like why the Thestral tail feather magic wand can cause the Thestrals to estrus, and in that illusion, the magic wand shows that kind of skeleton shape... Why can the magic stone be able to summon the black monster similar to Thestrals... These things are completely absent in the original book... It seems that these unexploded trouble bombs have already stuck to him.

And the [Blood Curse] on him...

"Gantt Voldemort..."

A lot of troubles completely ruined McGuffin's good mood of staying in "The Burrow" for half a summer vacation.

and also……

McGuffin looked up at Ronan.

"Fortunately it's not Firenze or Bain... Those two guys will be very troublesome here... They are too paranoid."

For these centaurs, I feel that I know too little, not to mention that almost every centaur seems a little paranoid, and I firmly believe in those sayings about fate and stars...

The MacGuffin knows that when something rises to the stage of belief, it's not surprising that whatever happens...

— He had better be careful.

"Are you?" Percy cleaned and adjusted his robes with his wand, straightened the prefect badge on his chest again (glittering), and asked with his chest straight.

Percy looked curiously at the centaur in front of him.

As far as he knows—

The centaur never meddles in other people's business, and Harry was able to invite the centaur to help...

At this time, more movements came from the Forbidden Forest behind. At this time, a few people realized that a whole pair of horsemen had come.

The horsemen didn't show up, although they could be seen...but these horsemen still appeared in the woods, relying on the flickering firelight, their figures and faces were flickering in the shadow of the trees.

What is this... If it can still be said that Harry borrowed a few horse people to find a way to help them get out of the situation by virtue of Harry's name or 'horse' connection, then now...

In any case, Percy could not understand this situation.

Percy, who wants to become a big shot in the Ministry of Magic, knows that there is no help and affection for no reason in the world.

The horse people must have a plan, not to mention... Now it's not just one or two, but a dozen or so problems... This is the whole horse people group following.

For example, a pony man who couldn't hold back his curiosity from the woods jumped up and down to Malfoy who was closest to the woods.

"leave me alone!"

As soon as Malfoy felt safe, his old self came out again.

Unceremoniously, he shouted in disgust, waving his hands to drive the pony man aside.

It is estimated that if there are not many adult horses who look like bodybuilders, according to Malfoy's usual performance, it will be even more excessive.

MacGuffin followed the voice—he had never seen a pony man before.

This curious little pony is covered with a kind of silver-gold hair. Compared with Ronan and Bane's roughness, this little guy looks very delicate and cute, and looks younger than McGuffin and the others, only six or seven years old...

——Indeed, if the centaur's age is also calculated according to the Muggle calendar!
The pony man wears a silver headband on his forehead, with a star-studded gemstone on it, and a small bow and arrow on his body, which looks like a toy made for him by an adult centaur.

He was curiously about to touch Malfoy's golden hair gel with his fingers... um... golden hair!
The expression looks very playful and cute.

After being yelled by Malfoy, he was taken aback, and immediately backed away and jumped,

——Very aggrieved, I feel like I'm going to cry.

In the depths of the Forbidden Forest, there was a neighing sound among the horse crowd, and the little horseman made a rattling sound, and then became cheerful again. He looked at the raging fire over there, and then hurriedly ran into the horseman crowd.

Ronan took a deep look at Malfoy, turned around, and continued to stare at McGuffin with cold eyes.

It was nothing like the sadness and hesitation on his expression when he saw the McGuffin last time.

"Harry, what the hell...how are you...how..." Hermione couldn't speak ill of these centaurs face to face, after all, they were the ones who saved so many people just now.But the contact with these centaurs last semester made her understand that these centaurs are not the ones who will lend a helping hand.

Although it was only a half-word, Harry understood what Hermione meant.

"I was riding a broomstick, and I ran into Bane. After talking a little bit, he said he would help me, so he brought his people here to rescue us!" Harry said.

"Thank you very much..."

It wasn't just Malfoy who germinated in solid state, but also Percy, and soon he put on the airs of the prefect again, shaking Ronan's hand to express his gratitude, with a serious look on his face
——A very strong taste of the leaders of the Ministry of Magic condolences to poor wizards.

"We can get out of here!"

Ron looked at the crushed, smashed, and charred corpses of dead spiders all over the ground, his brows were tightly frowned, with an expression on his face that was about to vomit. .

He urged—wanted to leave quickly.

It is rare that Malfoy is now completely unified.

Neville hugged his toad tightly. Even in such a critical situation just now, he still hugged Raffle tightly, as if in his opinion, losing the toad was more dangerous than getting into the stomach of a spider.

McGuffin felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by Ronan, so he had to interrupt by chatting, trying to resolve the embarrassing anger at the moment, after all, he was here to save them.

"Ronan, good evening!...Why not Firenze, Bain and the others?"

Ronan still habitually looked up at the stars, but unfortunately, the place was covered by thick smoke, and he couldn't see anything.

And he also understands that the stars of fate have begun to turn again... No one can see anything from it during this period of time!

"The two of them went to the North Pole, in the forests of Siberia, Russia, to find the elder leaders of the rest of our people... some senior fortune tellers!"

Ronan looked at McGuffin, then leaned close to him and whispered in a very sad tone, "Used to decipher the prophecy of that night..."

cough cough-

A gust of wind blew thick smoke, which made McGuffin cough again and again. On the other hand, he didn't want to go any further in this dangerous direction.

——Speaking of danger, it was only at this time that McGuffin realized what a good thing he had just done.

He looked up - the tongue of fire continued to spread around and lick other trees,

A 'Burning' two...

Exponential Rapid Expansion!
The disaster area is rapidly expanding...

(It’s like a live broadcast of a fire in a beautiful state)
MD!

This……

Before, he was only thinking about how to avoid the end of being a spider poop, and he didn't think about the consequences at all.

The only good news among them is that because of the wind direction and the fact that McGuffin just ignited the trees, the burning direction is not coming here...

The wagon wasn't on fire at all, and the luggage on it was intact (just temporarily)!
"I go……"

——What the hell should I do? "

……

While McGuffin panicked.

The wizard professors in the auditorium were also at a loss.

It turned out that the sorting ceremony of the little wizard was being prepared in the auditorium.

Countless candles stopped in mid-air, and the students sat around four long tables, the golden plates and goblets gleaming.

Stars were shining above everyone's heads, and a dazzling and colorful starry sky occupied the entire ceiling.

The freshmen are entering the auditorium in a long line with trepidation.

The ghosts also arranged a stunning and frightening appearance ceremony, and Peeves was naturally sulking at being squeezed out.

(He's trying to ruffle the rug to give new students his 'unique welcome.')
Everything went on as usual until Sneh, who was already late, knocked open the door of the Great Hall, strode quickly to the staff table, and told Dumbledore the news.

After that, Professor McGonagall began to reconfirm the number of students in other grades back and forth.

Fred and George also noticed something was wrong, McGuffin, Percy, Ron and Harry... they were all gone.

And think of Li Qiaodan once said that he saw a flying carriage.

So... the traditional arts of Hogwarts began to create a new legend.

On the staff table, Professor McGonagall listened to the news from Snape with a blank expression.

She's already used to it...

"You mean..."

"Harry Potter and MacGuffin Albert... again?!"

She put the tattered sorting hat in her hand on the table, and looked at the Gryffindor table calmly.

——As expected, several people were missing, even Percy, the prefect, and Hermione were gone.

"Severus, what the hell happened!"

Professor McGonagall has been through a year of experience (only Merlin knows what kind of mental pressure she endured last semester... she is completely... now that it doesn't matter!)
You see, now she can pick up the wine glass and take a sip in a relaxed mood...

"I seem to have seen the carriage pulled by thestrals fly around the Hogwarts castle...somehow it angered the Whomping Willow, and then...rushed into the Forbidden Forest..."

puff--

"This is impossible!"

Professor McGonagall almost sprayed Professor Snape on the mountain, but fortunately he covered it with his hand, so that no accident that would damage the professor's majesty occurred.

She frowned, her face was "light and calm", after cleaning up all the "traces" lightly, she immediately refused and said,
"It's impossible! Nothing like this has ever happened before!"

Then, seeing that Professor Snape's expression didn't look like he was joking, he turned around and said, "Is this... true? But after so many years, thestrals have never made a mistake... What the hell..."

Although without reason, Professor McGonagall directly suspected a connection with that little wizard, McGuffin Albert.

It has become a conditioned reflex. When encountering such a thing, I finally find that it is always related to this little wizard.

After a while, all the professors knew about it, and Professor Sprout had come back from the outside, and she had checked the Whomping Willow.

"It seems that there is nothing wrong with this precious Whomping Willow plant. It has only been exercising vigorously and has become very irritable. It is very resistant to the approach of wizards. Students must be reminded not to approach it in the near future."

Professor Sprout said so.

At this time, the traditional arts of Hogwarts have begun to gradually ferment.

There was an uproar in the hall. The little wizards were already worried about the sorting ceremony, but now they were even more flustered and almost ran away.

then……

everyone saw
——In the depths of the Forbidden Forest, flames shot up to the sky, thick smoke billowed, and then a loud horn sounded, and the sound of the impact of thousands of troops and horses appeared in the ear.

Iron hooves vibrate the ground and constantly impact people's hearts.

This is……

Almost all the professors' faces changed, and the only teacher who didn't know why was the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor—Girald Lockhart in a very flamboyant red robe, and he was still bragging in front of the students that he would definitely solve this incident.

"Oh, students, you know that I have done this kind of thing many times... Today is just another adventure... Maybe, you will see another legendary adventure story coming out soon!"

After seeing what happened, Professor Dumbledore calmly left Professor McGonagall and some other professors to preside over the overall situation and settle down the students, while they rushed to the Forbidden Forest in the Thestral carriage under Hagrid's arrangement.

Leave a chicken feather in the hall.

——New 'legends' began to ferment here.

(End of this chapter)