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Ten minutes later, Wilkes stopped for the first time, braked sharply, half crouched on a tree trunk, and looked down at the ground.

There are obvious traces on the Forbidden Forest ground here, as if horses are rushing by, and countless horseshoe footprints are everywhere.

Under the mask, his eyes narrowed.

“The Footprints of the Centaurs.” Wilkes said secretly, looking up at the footprints on the ground, the direction in which he was running, and the corners of his mouth were upturned.

Now his location can be regarded as the extreme depths of the Forbidden Forest, and the creatures that can cause such footprints here are only the horse people.

And it just so happens that the horse people are the purpose of Wilkes’ trip, as long as you find the horse people, it is equivalent to finding the horse tribe and the spring of good luck.

“The direction is right, and the footprint is also new, which means that the horse tribe is nearby.” He calculated in his heart.

At the same time, Wilkes set off again without stopping, following the footprints that had just been found on the ground, and began to go deeper, and slowed down on the way, focusing on whether there were any other footprints related to the horse man.

Finally, after stopping again several times to observe the footprints of the horse people, he finally found the horse tribe.

At this time, Wilkes stood on a tree trunk, looking condescendingly into the distance, and in the quiet Forbidden Forest in front of him, a gathering place like a village suddenly appeared, imprinted in sight.

The trees are built one by one, like simple wooden huts, and the residents walk through them.

If it weren’t for the inhabitants, if it weren’t for ordinary humans, it would really be like an ordinary Muggle village.

The upper body is a person, the lower body is a horse, the color of the skin is dark and light, no clothes are worn, and some carry a wooden bow and arrow on their backs.

Exactly the horse people.

“Is this the horse tribe, it’s much smoother than I expected.” He was a little surprised, but after a little thought, he was relieved.

In fact, as long as the direction is not wrong, the horse tribe is not difficult to find, because although they will build the tribe in a place that is not easy to be disturbed, they never deliberately hide it, and the same is true of their usual footprints.

At this time, Wilkes jumped, jumped nimbly from the tree trunk, landed lightly on the ground, and began to slowly walk in the direction of the horse tribe.

He didn’t even have the intention of hiding his figure, and walked over with a swagger.

Since the goal this time is the Good Luck Spring, it can only face the Centaur tribe, because the location of the Good Luck Spring is known only to the contemporary prophets of the Centaur Tribe.

This is also one of the few memories that Wilkes remembers from Peter Pettigrew.

Although I wonder, why the four people in the original book got the good luck spring, and the little star Peter does not know the specific location of the good luck spring, it is also a little strange.

“Whoosh! Whoosh! ”

At the same time, almost the moment Wilkes appeared near the centaur tribe, the horses patrolling the periphery of the centaur tribe found him, took off the bows and arrows behind his back, and immediately rushed wildly.

Jump! Jump! Jump!

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen horsemen surrounded Wilkes, while their hands were full of bows and arrows, aiming at him in the center of the encirclement.

Wilkes stopped, not in the slightest panic, but just looked around at the horses surrounding him, secretly scoffing.

Then, he did not make a sound, but turned his gaze to the horse people who were surrounded by horse people, and the one who was about to come was much stronger than other horse people.

The horse man, apparently in the horse tribe, has a higher status than the average horse people, as it approached, the other horse people stopped, but the bow and arrow held in their hands still did not fall.

It is none other than the horse man in charge of the horse man patrol, Bane.

“Why did the visitors of mankind appear in the Forbidden Forest in the middle of the night, and what is the purpose of coming here?!” Bane looked at Wilkes, who was already surrounded, with disdain on his face, and shouted loudly.

Looking at Wilkes with a mask, it can determine that he is a human based on his shape.

When it comes to human wizards, Bane has always been dismissive.

While it was looking at him, Wilkes was also observing the centaur in front of him with interest.

Even in the wizarding world, the horse man is actually a creature with a very strong sense of mystery.

Ordinary wizards may know them only limited to what is stated in the book as “very good at magic healing, divination, archery, and astronomy.”

As for the question of the horseman in front of him, he didn’t bother to answer, but indifferently took out his wand and swiped it casually in front of him.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

In an instant, all the horsemen surrounding Wilkes, all the bows and arrows held high in their hands, were broken in response.

“I don’t like being pointed at myself with a weapon, and as for you…” Wilkes snorted coldly, looking at the horses who were suddenly shot by him, and the horsemen, especially the horse man in front of him, muttered:

“The horse prophet is not something that anyone can see if he wants to see it, I just need someone to lead the way…”

Speaking, Wilkes did not give them any chance to react, and directly waved his wand indifferently again, and several spells were waved out silently.

From the beginning, he never thought of using peaceful ways to pray to the horses to let him meet the horse prophet or bathe in the fountain of good luck.

That’s wishful thinking.

Wilkes is not Peter Pettigrew, nor Lupin, nor Sirius, nor Harry Potter’s dad.

He prefers to take what he likes and completely appropriate it for himself through strength, which is why he wears a mask tonight, and why he directly chooses to shoot when he sees the horse man.

Good luck, Wilkes is bound to win. _

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