Hogwarts Archmage

"Why, has he done something unforgivable?" Ma En asked.

"He's going to cause an event."

"Voldemort?"

"No."

"what is that?"

The centaur shook his head and stopped answering. Marn didn't want to continue discussing this topic. He was a little irritated that the picnic was disturbed, so he asked instead:

"How do you know these things? It can't be the stars again."

"The stars, of course, they tell me everything."

"Did the stars tell you that he will not die today?"

"Today is indeed not his death day," the Centaur raised his bowstring and pointed it at Comptin, "but I still want to try."

"Why, will you kill me?"

"No, but I won't let you kill him either."

"Forget it..." He put away his bow and arrows, nodded slightly to Ma En, turned around and left without any nostalgia.

Ma En: "..."

Recently, he always felt that his reaction was a bit slow. He turned his head and looked at the people on guard and asked, "Is there something wrong with him?"

Hagrid scratched his scalp with the tip of his umbrella through his hair, which was as thick as a haystack: "Don't worry about them. These centaurs have always been like this. Let's continue to barbecue."

"...Hagrid, I want to remind you that we have eaten all the meat and vegetables," Hermione said, "and it is too late. We should go back to bed. If you are not full yet, you can wait until we go back. Eat some more later.”

Hagrid touched his head: "Oh~ I forgot, do you want to eat some more? I just made rock biscuits today, and I planned to eat that if you didn't come."

Hermione, who had experience with it, shook her head repeatedly, but Marn had only heard of the name of this thing, and expressed some curiosity that she hoped to get some and eat it back.

Hagrid agreed happily, and Hermione kept looking at Marne with a very special look, as if she was pitiful, but also a little gloating.

Esther knew about rock cakes, but looking at Hermione's look, she also knew that there might be something weird about the rock cakes made by Hagrid.

The four of them packed their things, which was easy. With Hagrid here, all the food had been taken care of. Esther used magic to clean the tableware and cloths and then threw them into the backpack. He looked at what he had brought. Nothing was missing and they were ready to go back.

"I said...you...did you forget something..." A crying voice came from behind them.

Ma En slapped his forehead, turned his head, put Comptin down, and set a fire on his wound: "Say, man, have you ever considered amputation?"

"?Why do you say that?"

"If the leg is amputated, it won't hurt."

"..." Comptin rubbed his thigh vigorously to relieve the bone-deep itching sensation caused by the rapid recovery. He was a little speechless when he heard Ma En's words, "I will seriously consider your proposal..."

"Okay, just kidding, can you tell us how you provoked that centaur?"

Speaking of this, Comptin was a little angry: "I didn't do anything. When I ran there, this bastard came up and shot me with an arrow. Fortunately, the clothes Professor Walder gave me had the iron armor spell on them, otherwise you wouldn't have seen him at all." to me."

"To be honest, it's hard to imagine that a wizard would be chased by a magical creature that doesn't use magic. You are still an Auror."

Computing blushed, took out the remaining half of the wand from his clothes and said: "His hand speed is very fast, and he is really accurate...I didn't even finish reciting the spell..."

"You mean you stupidly held up your wand and recited a curse loudly when someone wanted your life?" Marn began to question the IQ of the Auror team leader in front of him, and had some doubts about the overall quality of the Auror. Worry.

"Reciting the magic spell will be more powerful..." The guy in front of him, who was definitely over 40 years old, said with his head half lowered, making Ma En feel chilled.

After a brief chat, the three of them said goodbye to him, followed Hagrid to his hut to get rock cakes, and returned to the black tea house.

"I think this thing can be renamed rock cake," Ma En put a glass of milk in front of him. "Is this thing really a cake? It will be smashed to pieces!"

Several pieces of rock cake floated in the air and broke into dregs. He broke them into pieces and threw them into the milk glass.

"I knew this was the result, Marn, I thought I told you about this." Hermione sat on the sofa with bare feet and flipped through a few pages of the book. It was already so late, and the few of them were not anxious about going to bed. .

These are her own books. Hermione never takes the books out of the study. She really cherishes other people's things. She has read many of the books there more than once or twice, but they are all exactly the same as new ones.

As for rock cakes, she had told Marne and Esther about them when she first went to Hagrid's place - Harry had lost half of his baby teeth, which was really impressive.

"To be honest, if you hadn't told me, I might not be that curious," Marne sat on the couch opposite Hermione and stirred the rock biscuits in the cup with a spoon, hoping that they would soften faster. , "On the contrary, after you told me how hard it was, I wanted to try it."

"I think it's pretty good," Esther broke off a piece with both hands, put it on a small plate after not breaking it for a long time, pointed at it and said, "Maybe I should ask Hagrid to help make some teething sticks, upstairs. There are too many cats, and Hagrid happens to have a lot of dried meat, so we can exchange them for something else."

Ma En nodded: "That's an idea. Hagrid's cooking results... are indeed very resilient."

"Should we control the number of cats? There are too many. And some cats have become pregnant recently. If this continues, we will have to build a separate castle for them next to them." Hermione put away the book and rubbed it. Eyes said.

Esther slapped her hand away, "Don't rub your eyes all the time, and so hard. Have you washed your hands? If you have a cyst inside your eyes, it will be easy for you - don't worry about the cat, I have already figured out what to do." Deal with them.”

"What are you going to do about it?" Hermione's hands were ready to move, but seeing Esther's eyes staring at her, she had to give up, "I know it's not good to rub your eyes, but it's very itchy..."

Esther found a clean towel, poured some clean water on it, used a freezing spell to cool it down, folded it a few times and covered Hermione's eyes: "I plan to ask the little wizard who doesn't have pets in the school to come over. Take one for each person. As long as you can take good care of them, you can take them away directly after graduation."

"Oh~ Esther, they will love you to death." After saying that, Ma En tasted the milk that had turned into mushy milk.

"That's not necessarily true. I'm just a Muggle." Esther shrugged and said casually.