Hogwarts Homecoming

"When I was a little pony, Mr. Albus Dumbledore taught magic in the castle. At that time, I was very curious about the wizarding world. I once broke into the castle. This caused some students to panic and they attacked me. It was Mr. Dumbledore who stopped this and sent me back to the tribe. Like Hagrid, he is one of the few humans who can treat magic as an equal. The biological wizard——"

The centaur elder came to Amosta and spoke to him in a friendly tone.

Amosta knew exactly why the old centaur mentioned Dumbledore.

He nodded towards the centaur elder and smiled apologetically,

"I'm sorry to meet you in this way, Elder, but I believe that what I am about to speak to you must be kept strictly confidential."

"You may call me Horn, Mr. Blaine--"

said Horn, the centaur elder. After hearing Amosta's words, its cloudy pupils flashed with a faint light, "What confusion can I answer for you?"

Amosta looked around and saw that there was not a single chair in this empty hall, not even a god to be worshipped. So, under Horn's vigilant gaze, Amosta took out his wand and waved it towards the open space, and two futons, one large and one small, appeared in the gloomy air.

"Let's sit and talk—"

Amosta made an invitation gesture to Horn, and he walked over first and sat cross-legged on the futon.

When Horn also knelt down, Amosta pointed to the picture on the dome.

"Before the formal conversation begins, Horn, I would like to know something about these murals. You just told me that this is the situation on the island of Avalon-"

Horn already regretted it a little. It just said 'Avalon Island' as a subconscious reaction that was caught off guard, but now, it can no longer swallow what it said.

"Yes, Mr. Blaine--"

Horn has lived in this temple for nearly half the world. Even if he closes his eyes, he can clearly remember every detail of the mural on the dome of the temple. He said in a bleak voice,

"It's not surprising that you are interested in the Island of Avalon. After all, the Island of Avalon has become a legend in the culture of wizards and Muggles. Humans are not even sure whether it is real, but we centaurs know It is real and our ancestors lived there."

"Is it--"

Contrary to Horn's expectation, Amosta did not show any particularly surprised expression and just asked lightly,

"I thought you people migrated to the island of Avalon in this forest after Hogwarts was built. In the myths of wizards and Muggles, it appeared thousands of years ago, that is to say "It's amazing that you have lived here longer than Hogwarts. So, Horn, why did you move here? Why didn't your ancestors continue to live there?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Blaine—"

Horn was silent again for a while, then shook his head and said in a low voice,

"The centaurs have lost records of these histories. For more than a thousand years, this forest has not always been peaceful. We have also experienced many wars, and many records have been lost in the flames of war."

It's not that simple to lie in front of Amosta. However, Amosta did not expose Horn's lie, but nodded thoughtfully,

"Indeed. Over the course of thousands of years, so much historical truth has been lost in the long river of time. So what else do you know about this mythical island?"

"Very limited, Mr. Blaine—"

Seeing that Amosta Blaine didn't go to all the details, Horn secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"I only know that Avalon Island is a paradise. When it still existed in this world, many lives lived on the island. There were no racial distinctions, no wars and discriminations, no hunger and exploitation, magical creatures, Humans and nature live in harmony and explore the mysteries of nature together——"

Even if it was a lie, when Horn talked about this, there was still a faint yearning in his eyes.

In today's magical world, magical creatures are imprisoned, slaughtered, and raised by wizards. Compared with now, if life on Avalon Island is really so beautiful, it's no wonder that Horn has a new yearning for it.

"So that's what it is-"

Amosta nodded. His face was hidden in the shadow cast by a beam. Horn couldn't see Amosta Brain's expression. However, the young and powerful wizard's next casual words made it so. In the old body, blood rushes through the blood vessels,

"You still miss the days when your ancestors were on Avalon Island. That's why you pity the Druids who are also the survivors of Avalon Island and are you willing to protect them?"

The sudden fright made Horn almost jump up from the mat. However, as Blaine sat there quietly, in the eyes of the centaur, the thunderous majesty exuding from his thin body could not be seen. It was bound there, unable to move.

"The centaurs and Hogwarts have been neighbors for thousands of years. I thought that based on our relationship, the centaurs would inform us of such an important decision—"

Amosta's calm tone made Horn shiver.

"Or, in the eyes of centaurs, all wizards are a group of greedy and despicable guys who like to use their magic to kill others?"

This was what Bain said to Loya in the secret realm before - Horn realized it immediately.

"How have you--have you."

Horn asked with difficulty. There was a feeling of fear in its heart, and then it realized that it was no longer important to struggle with this issue. The most important thing was to calm down Amosta Brain's anger and protect the druids in the secret realm!

"They are not dangerous, Mr. Brain. Druid practice focuses on the soul. Only humans with pure and kind hearts can become druids. They uphold the same philosophy as the centaurs and live in harmony with nature -"

"What do you think of Vitia Cliona?" Amosta interrupted Horn's explanation, his tone still calm,

"What do you think of her behavior lurking in the castle?"

Horn stared at Amosta Blaine with incredible look in his eyes!

The old centaur never imagined that the castle administrators actually knew about the Druids' contemporary sacrifice, and that Vitia Cliona had been lurking in their castle.

"Do you think Vitia Cliona's behavior at the Wizards' Quidditch World Cup final was also a kind act?"

There was a coldness in Amosta's eyes,

"Horn, tell me, how much do you know about Cliona's purpose of lurking in the castle?"

Horn opened his mouth and was silent for a moment, but finally, he said dejectedly,

"Miss Cliona told us that she entered the castle for the future of Druidism. She said this matter is very important, but she cannot tell us, otherwise, it will bring war to the centaurs tribe."

"When she found you, the war had already spread here--"

Amosta said coldly,

"You know nothing about her purpose of entering the castle. Maybe the centaurs just want to shelter the homeless druids, but have you considered that this move may give the little wizards in the castle Are they bringing unnecessary danger?"