Homecoming from Hogwarts

Chapter 639
As they went deeper into the Forbidden Forest, Amosta's expression became more solemn.

Along the way, he found a lot of corpses of eight-eyed spiders. Secondly, the most important thing was that except for the eight-eyed spiders, he didn't see any large magical creatures.

You know, the Forbidden Forest has never been a quiet and peaceful place. Otherwise, the school would not have banned students from exploring the Forbidden Forest for so many years.There are many types of magical creatures living here, including some extremely dangerous ones. However, along the way, the dense forest is completely dead, as if the creatures that originally lived here have been expelled.

This was by no means a day's work. If these were done by the centaurs, they had been acting for at least several months, but they finally took action against an intelligent creature like the eight-eyed spider.

But then again, how do the centaurs do it?

Do they have the ability to drive those wild and untamed magical creatures away without attracting Hagrid's attention?
call--
Amosta wasted no time and swept through the treetops like a strong wind. Only 10 minutes later, the centaur tribe in his memory appeared in his field of vision.

This is a residential area surrounded by tall fence posts, surrounded by tall sentry towers guarding the huge courtyard. Thatch-rolled domes and wooden-walled huts are scattered in the territory, and they look like The human buildings in the tribal era were similar, except that each house was much larger than the houses inhabited by humans.

The centaurs are very smart. They have cleared the trees near their territory to prevent anyone from perching in the trees and peering into their territory.

The horsemen standing guard on the guard tower are also very vigilant. They carry bows and arrows and spears on their backs, and are alert to all disturbances around them. Once an uninvited guest breaks in, they will be greeted by a sudden attack like a sudden storm.

Don't think that you can easily get close to the centaurs' territory with some magical means. These centaurs have their own unique magic, and they are also magical creatures with keen senses. Even because their spell casting methods are not as flexible as wizards, they have less magic power. The perception is far sharper than that of ordinary wizards.

If there are fools who think they can hunt centaurs easily - the several dried corpses hanging on the mast erected on the side of the gate of the centaurs' territory are the fate of those fools.

Now, there are not many horse people in the territory. There are more than a dozen ponies in the paddock practicing throwing spears and archery.Amosta, who was floating in the air, looked at them quietly for a while, and then moved his eyes to other places.

Some horse people are working in the farmland opened in the territory, some horse people are making weapons, and some horse people are washing the collected fruits and vegetables. In short, it is peaceful and peaceful here, and there is nothing out of the ordinary. place.The dispute with the Eight-Eyed Spider did not affect this at all.

Could it be that my guess was wrong and that the centaurs' clearing of their territory was just a spontaneous act and had nothing to do with Vitia Cliona?

Amosta narrowed his eyes, but when he mentioned this matter inadvertently that night, the momentary emotional fluctuations he felt in Cliona did not seem like an illusion. If it really had nothing to do with her, then she What are you nervous about?
To find out this matter is not complicated, just go to the forest and find a centaur to interrogate it. But for the time being, Amosta is unwilling to do so. He fell back to the ground from mid-air and stayed in the forest to observe quietly. The territory.

For two or three hours, nothing happened in the centaur's territory.However, a few centaurs hunting eight-eyed spiders returned to their territory from the woods. After returning, these centaurs dispersed and went back to the house to rest without discussing the hunting process too much.

There were still a few hours until evening, the weather was rainy, and the forest was as dark as midnight. For lighting, many centaurs lit bonfires in the firepits in front of their houses.

Time gradually passed, thin smoke gradually filled the forest, and the air became increasingly cold.

The foals who were practicing hunting in the paddock also dispersed. Except for some patrolling centaurs, there were not many centaurs in the territory.

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Amosta closed the book in his hand and stood up from a rock.It seemed that waiting would yield no clues, so he planned to go to the woods to have a look and find a group of centaurs to find out the situation.

However, at this moment, several adult centaurs walked out of their houses in unison, and they all walked towards the small lake in the territory. By the lake, washed fruits and vegetables had piled up into a hill. .

The adult horses helped each other and put the fruits and vegetables in the baskets woven with dead vines on their own horses. Then, they formed a queue and walked straight towards the exit.After leaving the territory, these centaurs immediately moved quickly.Carrying baskets of fruits and vegetables on their backs, they ran wildly and disappeared into the dense forest with clear purpose.

A strange color flashed in Amosta's eyes, and he jumped up to follow him.

This 'migration' lasted for more than an hour before stopping.The word "inaccessible" is no longer enough to describe the primitiveness of this forest, and there is an ancient atmosphere in every trace of the air.

Amosta stood on the horizontal branch of a big tree, his eyes wandering around, with a slightly strange look in his eyes.

He had been nearby, and if he remembered correctly, Greyback's werewolf tribe had previously inhabited this area.

The team of centaurs transporting fruits and vegetables slowed down. Finally, they stopped in front of a broken giant tree with one end connected to the roots and the other end leaning on a hill more than 20 feet high.

After vigilantly patrolling the surroundings and finding no trace of being followed, the leading centaur put his hand into his lush silver mane and rubbed it. After a moment, he took out a small, crystal clear green leaf.

The centaur came to the broken root of the giant tree and pressed the green leaf into an inconspicuous depression in the rough bark.

call--
A breeze appeared, and in the invisible world, magic began to surge violently.The dark space began to twist and blur, and just a few seconds later, a whirlpool door mixed with gold and green appeared in the void under the giant tree!

Amosta's brows narrowed, and his eyes flashed solemnly.

Only then did he realize that there was actually a secret realm hidden here. This secret realm was hidden in an extremely secretive way. This was not the wizard's skill, so even his perception failed to detect it at first sight.

The centaurs passed through the whirlpool in an orderly and rapid manner. When the last centaur disappeared into the whirlpool, the green leaves embedded in the bark of the tree automatically suspended and turned into a stream of light before disappearing into the whirlpool. No, Amosta didn't hesitate when he saw it. Once the door was closed, he would have to spend some effort to invade. Moreover, violent invasion would easily lead to the collapse of the space or be captured by some warning magic.

hum--
The fierce migration of magic power and the chaos of space power made it difficult to hide. Amosta concentrated on stabilizing his magic power in the 'turbulence', following the trajectory of the green meteor, passing through the void, and closing quickly. A web of defense woven from magic-rejection!
After a few seconds, the pressure around him suddenly relaxed.After staying in the forest for a long time, Amosta, whose pupils had adapted to the darkness, was aroused by the soft sunlight coming towards him, and subconsciously narrowed his eyes. However, his perception quickly spread to all directions, and everything around him was detailed. Kudu was reflected in his mind.

The ripples in space subsided, and the silver-maned centaur took the green leaf and hid it in his mane again.

This is still a jungle, but it is very different from the forbidden forest outside the secret realm!

It is neither dark nor humid. The ground is covered with green lawns instead of exuding decaying moss and dead leaves. Every towering tree is as neat as if it has been carefully trimmed. The false sun in the sky exudes The soft light shines through the umbrella-shaped canopy, forming pleasant light and shadow on the lawn.The refreshing fragrance of flowers filling the air mixed with the ethereal chirping of birds will make people here feel like they have mistakenly entered a fairy tale world.

Floating above the tree canopy, Amosta stared at the oak tree in the middle of the 'Fairy Tale Forest' that blocked the sky from the sun, as well as the dozens of huts built on the tree and the children playing under the tree, and was speechless.




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