Spell Players at Hogwarts

In the afternoon outside Hogwarts, as the gamekeeper of Hogwarts, the invisible king of the Forbidden Forest, and the second richest man in Hogwarts, Hagrid was interacting with the centaur tribe in the Forbidden Forest... a little king) for an intimate meeting.

"What's going on? Why are you fighting with the Acromantula again?" Hagrid's words contained a hint of irresponsible complaint.

Firenze glanced at Hagrid meaningfully. After all, no one wants to compete with a fool, right?

"The light of Mars remains condensed."

"Can you still see stars here?" Hagrid asked uncertainly, "There are cobwebs all over the top of your head, and...it's daytime now."

"His light is very powerful." Firenze seemed not to hear Hagrid's question and just said to himself, "The starlight on your body disappears, and the light of Mercury is introverted and dim."

"What does Mercury have to do with me? No, Firenze, I'm asking you something." Hagrid patted Firenze on the shoulder, "Change the communication method to someone else who can understand."

"The influence of Saturn has solidified, Hagrid, today is not a good time for communication." Firenze said with restraint, and then couldn't help but rub his shoulders.

So, it’s also wrong for me to be tall?

Are you here to pat pigs?

"I don't understand the astrology you are talking about." Hagrid muttered, "However, I cannot watch the Forbidden Forest go into trouble. This is my responsibility."

"Of course this is your responsibility!" Bain, who was rescued by the centaur warriors at the side, was sweating like blood all over his body.

His hindquarters were raised high, his hoofs were clamped tightly, and the horse's belly showed an unnatural curled-up shape. This made his front hoofs always bend forward, as if he would kneel down the next second. Same on the ground.

"Ha, Bain, you're still alive!" Hagrid smiled cheerfully, "We saved you."

"Don't interrupt!" Bain's voice became sharp due to anger, blood-red runes emerged, and then more appeared in Bain's lower abdomen...

"You're bleeding, Bain." Hagrid said with concern, "Do you need my help? I'm in this regard..."

"That's sweat!" Bain suppressed his outburst of desire and worked hard to calm down his mood and slow down his blood flow.

Several centaurs were busy turning Bain over for inspection. Hagrid also saw a centaur take out an object the size of an ordinary person's fist from inside the cocoon.

These centaurs are really weird. Sure enough, Scamander is right, centaurs are really difficult to get along with.

"Well, then you sweat a lot." Hagrid paused, "Drink more hot water?"

"Ah, Bane fainted!"

A centaur looked at the horizontal spray of sweat in panic. Even for a centaur's body, under the loss of such a large amount of water...

"Quickly, stop his bleeding!"

"What about the part that fell down? Can you put it back?"

"Try it, if it doesn't work, just stop the bleeding. If this continues..."

"Bain... has a bad temper. The light of Mars obscured his eyes. This..." Looking at the panicked centaur, Firenze frowned and sniffed lightly, feeling an irresistible smell. The alluring aroma reached Firenze's nose.

"I don't know him yet." Hagrid patted Firenze's shoulder hard again, and then the smell that was constantly evaporating in the air spread to his nose because of Hagrid's movements.

It just... smells a bit fragrant.

"Hey, I told you, this food is delicious, nutritious, high in protein, chicken-flavored... crunchy and crunchy!"

On the edge of the battlefield, four little wizards were squatting around a campfire. Each of them held a broken... bone?

"What are you eating?" Hagrid glanced at the small round sticks in the hands of the little wizards in confusion. The attractive white meat, set off by the barbecue ingredients, actually made him, an experienced hunter, have an appetite?

"Of course it's a Scottish terrestrial soft-shell crab." Lynch said like why would you ask that, "Would you like one?"

With that said, Lynch waved his magic wand, and a complete black haired thigh was summoned in front of him, "Can I help you bake it, or do you prefer to eat it whole?"

"that is not……"

"Ah, I know, isn't this a new name for him?" Lynch waved his hand, "The Acromantula and the like are not as close as the Scottish terrestrial soft-shell crabs, and..."

Looking at Cedric who was eating crazily, he was the one who was most disgusted before, but now he is the one who eats the most...

"Is it fragrant?"

Cedric nodded crazily, "I think the grilled fish I used to eat was just rubbish. How could this happen..."

"Then you just didn't handle it well." Lynch shook his head, "A top gourmet has the ability to turn decay into magic. What's more, look at the active snakehead fish in the Black Lake, so pure and pollution-free. There are not many fish in the lake anymore.”

"You mean those big ugly fish?" Cedric was stunned for a moment, recalling the delicious explosion when Lynch stuffed the spider legs into his mouth regardless of his resistance.

"Can those things be eaten?"

"Of course, most animals and plants in the world are edible, as long as you master the method. Grilled crab legs like this will always be a timeless delicacy, and for lake fish, whether it is steamed, braised, sweet and sour , spicy, deep-fried, grilled or used to make other things are all perfectly fine.”

Lynch said extremely seriously, "You know, my hometown is very close to the East, and I know most of the cooking methods of the mysterious East... Oh, it's baked!"

Lynch used his wand to clean off the excess crust, then sprinkled a handful of barbecue ingredients on top.

"Hagrid, you have good teeth, and these bones are also edible parts." Lynch said, raising the snow-white spider legs that held the barbecue ingredients in front of Hagrid.

"This..." Hagrid sniffed the fresh and spicy smell...

"Crack!" Hagrid took a big bite, and the delicious crab meat mixed with the spicy taste of the crispy bones instantly exploded in Hagrid's mouth.

"How is it?" Lynch looked at Hagrid with a smile.

"Yeah, not bad." Hagrid nodded, then broke off half of it and stuffed it into Firenze's hand.

"You try it too."

"This..." The centaur looked dumbfounded at the wizard who was eating the spider legs, and then looked at the huge Acromantula corpse that was pierced from the middle...

"Mr. Centaur, why don't you ask your compatriots to help you? There is still some distance before the curfew of Hogwarts. How about we find a place to eat and chat?"

"We provide fresh barbecue, and you provide delicious juice... and wine." Lynch said with a smile, "The wild fruits in the Forbidden Forest must be delicious, right?"