Spell Players at Hogwarts

"Welcome to the centaurs tribe."

After marching to a square, although I don't know how to define a centaur, under the statue of a heroic centaur, piles of Acromantula corpses were piled in the open space.

The centaur warriors have been disbanded, and in order to celebrate the victory, everyone will make some preparations for a necessary bonfire party.

Like cleaning up the blood stains and returning the weapons to their homes?

Bain lay helpless in front of the centaur statue, his blood red...

"Is it really okay if he just leaves it like this?" Lin Qi couldn't help asking as he jumped off the flying sword, and then modified his flying sword into several rocking chairs.

"It doesn't matter, Nia will help with it." Firenze said with a wry smile, because many centaurs had already poked their heads out curiously, and after seeing the identities of Lin Qi and others, they all turned to him. received a relatively hostile look.

"They haven't seen many strangers." Firenze paused and said, "But don't worry, you are safe."

"I can understand." Lynch nodded, then looked at the wood piled next to him, "Is this the material for the bonfire? I can help."

After speaking, without waiting for Firenze to refuse, under the influence of the floating spell, piles of wood were piled up in the central open space. Then, after the fire spell was fired, the eyes of the centaurs next to him became even more unkind.

"We prefer to practice it physically." Firenze couldn't help but say, he was afraid that this weird little pony would not be able to leave the centaur tribe intact.

"I'm just practicing it." Lynch said nonchalantly, "After all, magic is also a part of me."

Lynch took apart a few crab legs and stuck them near the bonfire, then made a small pile of flames to isolate a small area next to them.

After all, Lynch still hasn't figured out how a first-year wizard should participate in the centaurs' celebration and ride on their backs?

"Would you like to sit down?"

"Okay." Firenze curled up his legs helplessly and lay next to the fire. Even the straight upper body made Lynch feel uncomfortable no matter how he looked at it.

"Do centaurs all rely on runes to use magic?"

"Yes, it's obvious." Firenze said lightly, "Unlike you wizards, centaurs prefer this way of being close to nature."

Lynch didn't say much. After all, only wizards can hold magic wands, and his butt was still very stable.

"But...can I learn it? I'm curious about how you use runes directly."

"I'm afraid not." Firenze was not angry. "The inheritance of the centaurs comes from blood and sacrifice. This is only suitable for the centaurs themselves."

"Uh... Okay." Lynch was a little reluctant to give up. He recalled the damn lost rune magic in the book he bought at Flourish and Blotts Bookstore. Not to mention it cost him more than twenty Galleons. It is full of things that either disappeared or were not suitable for use.

Lynch thought, then grilled crab legs and handed them to Firenze, "Was it the Voldemort Bat that attacked the centaur tribe?"

"I don't know, but..." Firenze paused, "Bain was too impulsive. He thought it was the Acromantula, but on the day of the attack, I noticed that someone had spied on the centaurs tribe."

"Spying on the centaur tribe? For what?" Lynch looked at Firenze with some surprise, and then looked at the primitive appearance around him.

"you sure?"

Firenze didn't speak, just looked up at the sky.

"Ah, I know, the light of Mars is very bright, and the light of stars is also very bright." Lynch said quickly. "A dispute is about to happen in the centaurs tribe, maybe for... for..."

Lin Qi opened his mouth, seemingly unable to continue.

In just a few minutes, the centaurs seemed to have settled their personal issues and returned to the campfire banquet place.

Some of them were carrying game, such as giant ground sloths, punk pigs, etc., while others were carrying some clay pots choked with ash, which seemed to be the specialty fruit wine of the Forbidden Forest.

As for Bane...

The firelight curled his mane slightly, but fortunately, these centaur warriors seemed to finally remember this leader.

At first, Lynch was still curious about whether the centaurs were a single-sex group whose reproduction relied entirely on mitosis, but now...

"For evil!"

Lin Qi said involuntarily, and on the other side of the fire, a girl as white and as delicate as a unicorn walked over holding a clay pot.

The soft mane covered the girl's snow hooves, her flowing hair swayed with the breeze in the forest, and a garland of unknown flowers on her head was dotted in the center of the girl's forehead.

And looking further down, that dazzling...

"This is so evil isn't it Seid?"

Lynch said in a daze, while Cedric stopped what he was doing.

"This... this... this is too evil." Cedric echoed, although he didn't know why he used the word evil, but... it's very vivid, isn't it?

"Bring brother Bain in." The girl smiled and said, "Just put this medicine on him and there will be no problem."

"Ah ha, it's Nia." Hagrid said happily, holding a spider leg and waving at the girl centaur.

And Nia seemed to be very familiar with Hagrid. She raised one arm and kept shaking her body.

Lin Qi felt that his eyes were going blind. For the first time in his life, Lin Qi felt that he somewhat understood the thoughts of those people.

This, who can withstand this?

Several young wizards blushed with embarrassment. After coming back to their senses, they all stared at the things in their hands...

"Look down."

"what?"

"Lower your head!" Flinda's cheeks bulged into two small buns and she angrily tugged at Lynch's school robe, "This is not polite!"

"Aha, sorry, I was a little confused for a moment. Where did we just talk?"

"evil."

"Ah, yes, it's quite evil, but we are friends, so we have no obligation to refuse!" Lynch laughed twice. As for imitating Cedric, thanks to the baptism of the Internet, it makes people more bearable.

As for external factors, Lynch lowered his head and then looked at Cedric...

Well, he developed early.

Just when Lynch was about to chat with Firenze for a few more words, the little girl ran over.

"Let me introduce to you, this is Nia, Bain's sister."

"Bain's sister?" Lynch recalled Bain's fiery red skin, "Are you sure?"

"I am the reserve priest of the tribe, little brother, so my brother and I are different. I still like red. Long time no see, Hagrid!"