Spell Players at Hogwarts

The centaurs have never been an easy race to get along with. As highly intelligent humanoid creatures, the centaurs have been active in human vision since ancient Greece.

Knowledge that has been passed down for a long time but has not progressed much, numerous horoscopes, and sacrificial rituals that contain wisdom?

When communicating with horse people, being direct is never a good choice.

In fact, the vast majority of horse people still maintain their pride, even if they are almost completely eliminated in the face of the laws of nature.

Being immersed in the past will never end well, right? At least... If the horse people are willing, the most correct way to live is to curb some pride, instead of incarnating into a little bit when facing everyone. Exploding powder keg.

"Calm down, Bain!" Hagrid shouted, seeming to be used to Bain's violent temper. "We mean no harm."

Hagrid's words were a little weak. In fact, according to Hagrid's usual way of communicating with magical animals, if these little cuties dared to explode, then Hagrid would definitely get their ears smashed to pieces.

It's a pity that centaurs can't do it, they will die if they do.

"We are friends, Bane, and we are only here to help..."

"Help?" Bain seemed a little annoyed and laughed, "What you call help is to resolve the dispute in the Forbidden Forest, and then do nothing but watch those eight-legged monsters invade the centaurs' homes?"

"The light of Mars is extremely bright, and it is destined to require war and blood to cleanse everything."

"However, those incidents were indeed not done by Aragog. If they really came out to hunt, we wouldn't even be able to see the whole body."

Bain: ...

"It's not important, Hagrid..." Lynch secretly tugged on Hagrid's leather jacket, and then...well, Hagrid didn't feel anything.

"The centaur warriors will not back down." Bain shook his real pony tail, "Take those ponies back, this is not the place you should come."

"Bain, this is the Forbidden Forest..." Hagrid said unwillingly, "If an all-out war breaks out, you will die."

Hagrid's tone was very sincere. After all, no matter in terms of quantity or quantity, if Hagrid hadn't made repeated attempts to restrict them, there would have been only one end for the centaurs.

Hagrid was definitely serious, and his advice to the centaurs was entirely out of goodwill. Coupled with Hagrid's honest and honest expression, Lin Qi had seen people playing the piano to cows, but the cows played the piano to them in turn...

Facts have proved that words are not the only way to communicate. The harmonious atmosphere in the Forbidden Forest today is indispensable to the blood of giants.

Visible to the naked eye, Bain's body has become redder. In the past, in the east, ignoring the human form, it seems not too much to give him the name of a bloody horse.

(PS: The centaur in the original book seems to be black, and the memory is confused.)

"You don't need to worry about this!" Bain's powerful front hooves pawed restlessly twice. If Hagrid wasn't the Hogwarts gamekeeper and had his usual bad temper, he wouldn't have rushed over. A fall from the back?

"Listen to me, stop it, Bain. I will help you find out the truth." Hagrid said earnestly, "You can't defeat Aragog."

"You..." Bain's lips trembled and his whole body trembled. On his body, a light blue dark line seemed to appear on his skin.

"Is this the magic of the centaur?" Lin Qi looked curiously at the high-leaping centaur, carefully looking from top to bottom...

"Sure enough, the differences between races are insurmountable." Lin Qi covered Flinda's eyes with his hands expressionlessly, and Cedric also blocked Qiu in time.

It's just...a bit of a foul.

"Is this the centaur?" Qiu's little face turned red. For children who were not from the magical world, this was really exciting.

Hearing this, Cedric couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Therefore, if you want to successfully hit the bases, a good body is indispensable. Maybe you should ask your father to get some Rim steak when you go back, and according to the ancient Eastern saying from Lynch.

Under the implicit condition of eating what you eat and taking supplements, as a child of the Department for the Regulation of Magical Creatures, this doesn't seem to be too difficult?

"Get out of here!" Bain's body was like a blazing flame, and a spear was raised high, like a fire god of war. "Centaurs! Invincible!"

Bain was very emotional. As the strongest warrior of the tribe, Bain's pride could not be desecrated.However, as soon as he finished speaking, a layer of gray spider web fell from the sky and enveloped Bain inside.

This is probably the result of not inserting an eye?

As a predator in the Forbidden Forest, the Acromantula fully displays its cunning and insidious characteristics. Its gray trunk blends into the tall tree crown. In the blink of an eye, accompanied by dense rustling sounds, several people around Already surrounded by these Scottish terrestrial soft shell crabs.

Looking at the Acromantula's thick hairy legs, one section of the calf alone is actually taller than himself?

"Damn!"

Hagrid quickly gathered a few young wizards in front of him. These cunning killers seemed not to take into account Aragog's agreement.

"Stay away, stay away from here!" Hagrid said loudly, but the Acromantula that had formed a circle obviously did not recognize this big man.

Perhaps in their eyes, this is just a slightly larger piece of food.

Several Acromantulas dropped from the sky and landed between the Centaur and Hagrid. With their long legs contracting violently, the manufacturer of the shock absorber almost cried.

"Damn, damn it!"

Beneath the gray-white spider webs, Bain's powerful arms kept tearing them apart. However, these spider webs were extremely tough and had an unparalleled degree of adhesiveness. Once entangled in the spider webs, it would basically be in vain.

hiss~

The Acromantula that successfully captured its prey roared in victory, and then they all turned around, and their bulging peach-core-like abdomen once again sprayed out a large amount of milky white viscous substance.

So why did the original Spider-Man have silk threads on his wrists?

"Bane!"

Hagrid shouted loudly, and an arrow as thick as an arm was mounted on the huge wooden crossbow.

"Hagrid...is this...no problem?" Cedric swallowed. Cedric knew the habits of the Acromantula, and there was an obvious mark on these big guys.

cannibal!

"Don't worry, they won't hurt me."

"But that doesn't mean they won't hurt us." Lynch rolled his eyes, although he was a little scared, mainly because the Acromantula's compound eyes were a bit too disgusting, but if you just looked at the legs.

"This thing should taste delicious when roasted."