I was inventing at Hogwarts

Snape had long heard from Dumbledore that Voldemort might return, but he dismissed the news.

He bullied Quirrell every now and then just to complete the principal's mission.

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If his moody and powerful master really returns, the wizarding world will definitely be in turmoil.

It will never be as peaceful as it is now.

Even if Voldemort himself doesn't take a clear stand, there will definitely be families who want to stand out for him and take the initiative.

The gray line now slapped his previous thoughts in the face.

Snape's heart was filled with turmoil, but his face remained calm.

Rigg continued: "The first time I met the black shadow... The second time I met the black shadow was after we separated from the centaurs."

As soon as Professor McGonagall looked up, she could see the three strange centaurs standing far behind the tree, neither leaving nor communicating with them.

Hagrid introduced the three centaurs to several professors.

The one with red hair and beard is Ronan, who often interacts with human wizards... The one with black hair is Bain, the next generation centaurs leader who is old-fashioned but very unique to Rigg...

Professors Flitwick and McGonagall both looked at Rigg sideways, wondering how he got the centaurs to treat him differently.

It's not like Hogwarts has never seen little wizards whose strength far exceeds that of ordinary people.

But no one can be accepted by the Forbidden Forest, and even get help from the proud centaurs.

And, Hagrid hesitated.

"The one with the silver-white horse body is probably Firenze."

Hagrid said uncertainly.

He wiped his tears with a dirty handkerchief and tried to open his eyes to look at the centaur's position. He was not sure whether the one that seemed to be glowing with soft light was Firenze.

He heard Ronan say that Firenze has been different from his former self since a few years ago.

As if it was a message brought by the wind, or perhaps because he heard his name, Firenze stepped on the dirt under his feet and walked forward.

He felt a little excited.

Yes, this is the first encounter.

It didn't matter if he moved, Bain and Ronan could only move forward.

No matter how inclined Ronan was to humans, he had never communicated with so many wizards.

Bain was even more uncomfortable.

Before today, he was still a standard normal centaur who stayed away from wizards and did not deal with wizards.

Now that he actually had to talk to a bunch of wizards, Bain felt like his whole body was in bad shape.

His silky ponytail hangs straight down, and the legs he walks forward look very unfamiliar.

Thanks to the physiological structure of the horse man, he does not have a left foot to interfere with the right foot.

But moving forward the rhythm became strange.

Bain awkwardly made his way to the middle.

"It was the centaurs who helped us. Originally, the black shadow wanted to attack Harry with a fireball."

When Rigg was putting out the fire, he was thinking, if all the people present were his own, would he still have a chance to keep the fact that he knew black magic from the professors?

Sure enough, Hagrid opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

He saw that it was Rigg who had cast the magic, but the guilt of almost killing Rigg and Harry still lingered in his mind.

It's something that's harmless and just a fear of being punished, so it shouldn't matter if you don't talk about it, right?

He didn't recognize it as dark magic, and Hagrid thought Rigg was worried about being deducted points from the professors for harming the Forbidden Forest.

Regarding this point, Hagrid himself was not sure. The last young wizard who set fire in the Forbidden Forest was deducted a full 150 points and was imprisoned for a whole school year.

Filch was so happy that he supervised the little wizard who was not familiar with Hogwarts mowing the entire castle every day.

Hagrid rubbed his hands and thought, there was no professor to check this matter with him anyway.

Even if the professors came to question him again later, Hagrid could still defend himself.

Why didn't you say that?

You didn't even ask me.

The other person present was Harry, so there would be no problem.

At that time, Harry was still running for his life or sinking to the bottom of the creek, and the only thing in his mind was the dark shadow that almost caught up with him.

He knew it was on fire, but he didn't see it until he came up.

The centaurs finally arrived at the center of the field.

They all heard what Rigg said, but said nothing.

Facing Professor McGonagall, they returned to their usual attitude towards wizards.

Professor McGonagall, as the representative of the Hogwarts professors, thanked the centaurs.

None of the centaurs answered.

For a moment, the center of the clearing fell into deathly silence. No one spoke or responded to Professor McGonagall.

Finally, kind-hearted Ronan nodded to Professor McGonagall.

Professor McGonagall felt better now and was not so embarrassed.

Bain started to look up at the sky again.

He had long known that the centaur tribe would join Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in the future, but would this fate be because of what happened now?

he does not know.

The trajectory of the stars is always blocked by various reasons, preventing the horse people from making the most complete and correct language or interpretation.

Today was a different day, so Bain wanted to take a closer look.

The night sky tonight is astonishingly bright, the moon sweeps across everything, and the stars are as bright as the most standard star map.

Firenze suppressed his excitement, but his eyes betrayed him.

His eyes were sparkling and startlingly blue, like pale sapphires.

He looked at Harry carefully, his eyes resting on the sharp and prominent scar on Harry's forehead.

"You are the Potter boy, the savior."

Firenze's heart was filled with emotion.

Just like that, the wheel of fate began to spin.

It was very similar to what he had dreamed about.

The weak Voldemort, the savior who broke into the forest, and the injured unicorn.

Hagrid thought the first unicorn was dead.

In fact, the unicorn just lost a lot of blood and was rescued by Firenze.

Now he is recuperating outside the centaurs tribe, in Firenze's territory.

That unicorn, Firenze could proudly say, had saved it from certain death.

He is also much fatter than before.

This also proves that destiny can be changed.

He looked at Professor McGonagall again and said, "You don't need to explore the forest anymore, the forest is safe."

The danger is not in the forest, but in Voldemort.

Firenze thought calmly.

He didn't know how much preparation Hogwarts could make in advance with his words.

But Dumbledore was an iconic figure who had been fighting against Voldemort in his dreams, with unparalleled strategies.

It was better than the centaurs he had never learned from.

"My name is Firenze, and I would like to speak with Principal Dumbledore."

he added.

After gaining such a strange power and changing his original destiny.

Firenze's eyes slid along Professor McGonagall and Snape, and stopped on Rigg.

Maybe this is the price of changing your destiny?

Firenze thought with some worry, fate would affect his whole body.

The unicorns aren't dead, so new characters have to face the danger.

This is fair and in line with the philosophy of the horse people.

But it also shows that his dream may not be accurate and may change.

He needed someone to plan his future with who was smarter and who would never go along with Voldemort.

The future of the horse people rests on his shoulders, and he always has to think more.

Firenze still stayed because he wanted to meet with Principal Dumbledore. Now that his goal was achieved, he calmed down and prepared to leave soon.

But something happened that shocked Firenze.

Bain watched the sky for a long time, and Ronan waited patiently.

He didn't leave just because he received Bain's order.

Bain looked at the leader, Professor McGonagall, and said: "I see the future of cooperation between centaurs and Hogwarts. If you need it, ask Hagrid to find Ronan."

Hagrid's jaw dropped to the ground, and Snape frowned in discomfort.

He often comes to the Forbidden Forest to collect herbs, but he has never been favored by these centaurs.

Firenze, who had already turned around and was about to leave, turned back in shock.

how so?

How could Bain support the centaurs and wizards in the same camp? And explain his prophecy to the wizard?

Once he saw Harry, his memory of the dream became clearer.

Bain's roar seemed to echo in his ears in the dream.

"Remember, Firenze, we have sworn not to disobey God's will. Don't we see the omens in the movement of the planets?"

What made Bane change? How much has fate changed?

The pupils of Firenze's light blue eyes were constricted, and he glanced back and forth at everyone present.

Obviously yesterday morning, Bain was still normal.

His teachings to Ronan were heard beyond the centaur tribe.

He anticipated many situations, but never thought that the centaur camp behind him would change.

What should I do? What happened?

Firenze thought in a panic.

"Did you see the injured unicorn?"

After careful consideration, Bain said, "That black shadow is very dangerous. You should pay attention. This is what the trajectory of the stars told me."

"Yes, I will side with humanity if necessary."

Bain, Ronan, and Firenze nodded with their mouths wide open, and looked at Rigg again.

"Do you know what unicorn blood can be used for?"

"My name is Heimdall Day, and that's Harry Potter."

Rigg said: "Can the blood of unicorns extend life?"

Professor McGonagall cast an admiring look at Rigg. She didn't expect that Rigg's knowledge level had reached this point.

This is at least 5th grade content.

Harry shook his head, he didn't know the answer to this question, "We only used its horn and tail hair in Potions class. Oh, some wands also have unicorn hair in them."

That was all Harry knew, he really didn't know much about unicorns.

Several professors knew the answer to this question, but it was obvious that Bain was not asking them.

He kept his eyes on Rigg and Harry.

Professor McGonagall, Professor Flitwick and Snape looked at each other with the same serious expressions on their faces.

They all began to have an answer in their minds.

"This is because killing a unicorn is an extremely cruel thing." Firenze couldn't wait to answer quickly.

"Only those who have nothing and want everything would commit such a heinous crime. The blood of a unicorn can extend your life, even if you are dying, but you must pay a heavy price for it. In order to save yourself His life slaughtered a pure, weak and helpless life, so from the moment its blood touches your lips, you will have a half-dead life, a cursed life."

Bain was almost amused by Firenze.

Firenze, a centaur, seemed to have some abnormality in his mind since he woke up one day three years ago.

After offending his father, he was expelled from the centaur territory and finally found a safe place to rest in the surrounding area.

Since then, I have seldom socialized with them, and I don’t know what I am studying every day.

Every time he met Bain, he could see Firenze's disapproving eyes following him.

He really had a hundred thousand Merlin's socks hanging on his head, and he couldn't understand what Firenze was thinking.

Not to mention the fate of surrendering to a human wizard, just seeing Firenze robbing him as if his own destiny had been robbed.

Bain was delighted.

Harry looked at the back of Firenze's head, which shone with silver spots in the moonlight.

"But who is that outlaw?"

Harry expressed his doubts aloud, "If you have to be cursed for the rest of your life, you might as well die, right?"

"That's it." Bain agreed, with a strange look on his face.

He had been holding back for so many years and never told anyone about the fate he saw, so it felt quite comfortable to suddenly say it.

"Unless you're just using it to delay your life so you can drink something else - something that fully restores your energy and spells - something that makes you immortal. Well now, you know Is there something in the school right now?"

"The Philosopher's Stone, the elixir of life created by Nicolas Flamel."

Rigg replied calmly.

Professor Flitwick shrieked, "How did you know? Oh my God, how many little wizards have been out on the night."

Professor McGonagall's face also turned green.

She thought she finally understood what the young wizards Rigg and Harry were causing trouble with Filch before.

"Can't you imagine who has been waiting silently for so many years, eager to make a comeback? Who is holding on to life tightly, waiting for the opportunity?"

Firenze has never had such a tacit understanding with Bain.

After one person finished speaking, the other began to continue speaking, even more twins than twins.

Firenze was so scared now that he began to worry that because he had changed his destiny, his destiny would be replaced by someone else's.

If this is the case, Firenze's heart seems to be grasped by a big hand. How long can he survive?

In the rustling of the leaves in the wind, Harry seemed to hear again Hagrid's words on the night they first met: "Some people say he's dead. I think that's pure nonsense. I'm afraid there's not much humanity left in him. So it’s impossible to die.”

Before Professor McGonagall could stop them, Rigg answered the question.

"It's Voldemort, right?" Rigg's voice overlapped with Harry's.

Harry's voice was low and hoarse, but Rigg's voice was a little brisk.

He had been waiting for this day for too long.

It took him a long time just to guide Voldemort to Quirrell and not Snape.

Professor Flitwick made a gasping sound, as loud as a boiling kettle.

"Merlin's socks..." Professor McGonagall whispered.

Qiuzhui Reading is looking for recommendations and monthly passes——There is another chapter at 23:50 in the evening. This chapter is 4k+, half of which is a reissue of yesterday’s update.