HP Magic Biography

Chapter 281 Wind Chime, Dry Well

Where is he going?

Fan Lin thought, he could already see the figure of Peter Pettigrew from a distance, but it still took a considerable amount of effort to catch up with Peter.

Peter didn't pause at all, he didn't seem to be fleeing, it seemed that he was moving forward with purpose, and he didn't hesitate at every turn.

However, the tree trunk where Fan Lin was standing had completely turned dark gray, which made him feel very uncomfortable. The place was lifeless, as if he had come to a cemetery. Fan Lin's heart was full of oppressive feelings. Of course, there is still danger. He always feels that there is something buried under the black soil on the ground, or some unknown magical creature is hidden.

This made Fan Lin feel very bad.

But Peter Pettigrew obviously didn't think so. They had been here before chasing the werewolf Lupin, but that time they came here through the centaur tribe.

Centaurs are not friendly creatures to wizards, not to mention there is a werewolf among them, which also makes the centaur tribe fiercely expel them.

Peter still remembered that Lupine wounded a centaur with his claws, and then Lupine got several arrows in the body, and the centaurs would not show mercy to Lupin's men.

The werewolf Lupine didn't last long, and then he was expelled and hunted down by the Centaur Tribe, and several people who originally wanted to subdue Lupine were also favored by the Centaur Tribe.

These stupid people even equated him with that damned werewolf.

That day was really a bad night. Several of them used Animagus to flee crazily, while the centaurs were chasing after them, and they attacked them with nooses and bows. If it weren't for the current centaurs already Losing the magic power that originally belonged to the natural race, they are likely to be taken down by the centaur tribe within a single meeting.

In fact,

They should be grateful for the loss of the blood of the Centaur Tribe. They lost the protection of nature. It is said that they angered the gods, so the gods deprived them of the right to use natural magic.

You must know that in ancient times, the civilization of humans and horses was very ahead of humans, whether it was farming technology or magic civilization.

Centaur, also known as the Sandur tribe, is a half-human, half-horse monster in Greek mythology. Their upper body is a human torso, including hands and heads, and their lower body is a horse's body, including a torso and four legs. The representative constellations of Centaurs in the sky are Centaur and Sagittarius.

Centaurs are very proud and warlike, strong centaur warriors always like to impale their prey on their spears.

However, centaurs are capable of more than that. Centaurs who are closer to nature also have the ability to control plants. They made good friends with the elves, which made them an important part of the allies of the elves at that time. The prophet of the centaur tribe.

This is much more reliable than the current prophets. They rely on nature and the starry sky. The future that centaurs can predict is obviously much more than that obtained by human priesthood. There are two symbolic constellations in the sky. The centaurs make it easier for them to obtain information from the future.

No matter how big or small, a centaur tribe will give birth to a prophet belonging to its own tribe, but the ability of the prophet is not as powerful as those powerful tribes.

The Prophet seems to have become the standard equipment of the centaur tribe, and this is the only thing that the centaur has retained from ancient times.

It is said that even this small centaur tribe in the Forbidden Forest has prophets, but this should be like Trooni, basically full of nonsense.

However, Peter heard that the centaur tribe in the Forbidden Forest was one of the larger tribes in Britain at the time, and for some unknown reason, this tribe declined like this.

Due to the closure of centaurs to human wizards, many things about centaurs have not been spread to the wizarding world.

However, it has to be admitted that primitive tribes like this have the most detailed ancient materials preserved in them.

But Peter doubts what a small tribe like this can know. You might as well ask the vampire family if you can get his approval.

Peter has a deep understanding of the originality of the centaur tribe, the wooden arrow noose, but in order to avoid trouble, Peter still chooses to bypass this damned tribe, he does not have a magic wand, otherwise, he can consider revenge for himself back then , he still remembers the poisoned arrow stuck in his ass, which made him hurt for days.

Finally, there were no trees around Peter, and the earth was completely covered by black soil.

When they were still in school, a few of them passed through the tribe of people and horses and finally came here. However, the people and horses did not chase that far. The black soil was like a clear dividing line, and none of the people and horses had any intention of crossing it. .

This may be due to the damned taboo of centaurs. Centaurs have a lot of traditions. They are proud, but they also have awe. They respect the starry sky. To use a saying in the wizarding world, starlight will guide the direction of centaurs.

In short, they asked the centaur tribe to hunt them down, and from the moment they set foot on the black land, their escape meant success.

But they didn't realize that the centaur had given up chasing, and they ran out desperately. Peter remembered that his buttocks were all swollen at that time. Even so, they didn't mean to stop.

Until... stepping here...

Peter stood on the edge without trees. Although he couldn't feel anything, he knew that as long as he stepped into this area, the undead who had been sleeping underground would wake up.

In the distance, in the center of the no black area stands a stone pillar, a dry well, as if it has been standing for thousands of years, the stone wall at the mouth of the well has been weathered, and the old wind chime is hung on the stone pillar next to it, mottled. His age, the sign of rust, has not been blown by the wind for a long time.

As a result, the cold wind at night disappeared here, and they couldn't blow into this area, as if some magic hindered their progress.

That's it! Peter licked his lips. His mouth was a little dry. He was really nervous. Voldemort once said that this is the real entrance to the ruins. .

The location is not far from here, it is a cave, as if that unlucky wizard died there.

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