[HP] Blast! Word Small Universe

Although none of the three of them wanted to agree to Hagrid's request, their friendship with Hagrid made it impossible for them to refuse, so they could only bite the bullet and agree.When leaving, Hagrid woke up the sleeping Glop, intending to let them get to know each other.But Glop didn't show any friendship, but beat Hagrid's nose together to bleed.The scene seemed almost unbearable to look at, Hermione paled with fright and kept screaming.

"I might be fired at any time, and I won't be able to take care of him after I leave here." On the way back, Hagrid felt particularly heavy. He stepped over thorn bushes and around tree roots.

Hermione was so frightened by Glop, Jane could see that Hermione's steps back were all vain.

Just when they were about to fight their way through a small patch of thick amphora, Hagrid suddenly stopped. He drew an arrow from the quiver on his shoulder and put it on the crossbow: "Don't move."

The three of them immediately raised their wands and stopped in their tracks.

In what seemed like a blink of an eye, the full upper body of a man floated towards them through the dappled green light.They saw that his waist was smooth and naturally connected with the reddish-brown body of the horse—a centaur.

The centaur had a proud face with high cheekbones and long black hair.He's like Hagrid.Also armed, a barrel full of arrows and a longbow slung over his shoulder, he said in a low voice, "Didn't I remember we told you, Hagrid, that you're no longer welcome here?"

Jane remembered that when he came back, Hagrid had told them that it was dangerous for him to enter the Forbidden Forest now, because he had helped Firenze, so he was already hated by the centaur.Now that they met the centaur on the way back, Jane could predict that a war deep in the Forbidden Forest was about to start.

But things didn't develop according to Jane's expectation, and four or five horsemen surrounded them.Although they didn't give them any good looks, they didn't hurt them—because there was a "little pony", according to their regulations, they couldn't hurt children.

Jane slandered inwardly - when did she become a "little pony"!

But since the other party has no intention of going to war, Jane certainly doesn't care about the title "little pony".It's just that she didn't expect that when they left, the centaur who blocked their way first suddenly said to her: "The messenger of God is lost in the world, but she can't interfere in the affairs of the world. The trajectories of the stars must be doomed." It's fate, and all the effort is undeniably futile."

Jane's heart skipped a beat when she heard the horseman's words.She stared at the centaur standing on the root of the tree, and she remembered Hagrid calling his name Margery.

Harry and Hermione were so confused that they didn't understand what the centaur was saying.

"What nonsense are you talking about again!" Hagrid said angrily, "You nasty old mule!"

Jane was the only one who could understand the words of the horse man. Although she became nervous and uneasy because of the horse man's words, she knew that now was not a good time to get to the bottom of it.Together, she and Harry grabbed Hagrid's moleskin vest and pulled him away.

When they left the Forbidden Forest, the three of them breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

Hagrid sent them back to the Quidditch pitch just as the game had just ended.Ron was lifted up by a large group of people and came out of the arena. The Gryffindor students cheered and yelled: "Weasley is so good, he doesn't put a ball in the goal, Greg The Lanffins sang: Weasley is our king."

"No way?" Hermione whispered in disbelief as she looked at the group of students in red school uniforms.

"Yes!" Harry said loudly with bright eyes.

Jane couldn't help but twitched the corners of her mouth, but the horseman's prophecy made her a little upset, and she couldn't give a decent smile at this time.

"Harry! Hermione! Jane!" cried Ron, looking ecstatic as he waved the silver Quidditch cup in the air. "We did it! We won!"

The three of them followed the Gryffindor team back to the common room, where the students held a celebration banquet.Li Qiaodan and a few classmates got a lot of food and sneaked in from the kitchen.

Jane was not in the mood to attend the celebration banquet at all. She went back to her dormitory with a heavy heart, and sat down on the bed.She stared blankly at the gradually sinking sunset outside the window, recalling what the centaur had said—in fact, the centaur wanted to tell her that it was impossible for her to change Snape's fate in vain?As a gray soul, Snape is destined to be locked in this world, and finally swallowed by the rules of this world?

"This kind of soul neither belongs to heaven nor hell, nor is it protected by the rules of this world, so once this kind of soul dies, it will become a ghost, and it will disappear completely in a short time."

Satan's words still echoed in her ears, piercing her heart like thorns.

Satan also told her that there are rules in the world that cannot be easily changed, which is why God must completely seal her power.Isn't this the same as the star trails that the horsemen said?

But before leaving, Satan also told her about how to change Snape's fate - only when he died, the soul broke away from the rules of this world, and before it dissipated, she had the opportunity to leave him. Get out of the rules of this world.Only in this way will neither affect the operation of the rules of this world nor damage his soul.

What's more, Satan once told her clearly - he hid a secret from her.

What is this secret?She still doesn't know.

The letter to Mammon has not been answered yet, and she does not know whether what Satan said is true or not.

At this time, a cloud of white smoke suddenly came out from the silver kettle that Jane had placed beside the bed since the first semester.It wasn't really a kettle for drinking tea, but an alchemy item that Jane bought in the silverware shop in Diagon Alley when she was in the first grade. Its effect was to help sleep.At that time, she thought it was interesting, so she bought it.

The silver teapot always spewed a cloud of white smoke whenever Jane was upset, or when Jane was insomnia.Sometimes Jane will calm down when she looks at this cloud of smoke, just like now, her originally irritable mood has calmed down a lot.

Suddenly, Jane looked at the silver teapot and had a good idea—maybe she should give this thing to Harry, and it might help his nightmare.