Chapter 1079
Young people tend to scoff at the so-called "experience of the people who have come before", thinking that the so-called experience of the old guys is just an outdated thing. But Solim doesn't think so. Dumbledore's words gave him a reminder.
In the tug-of-war with dark arts and negativity, magic is not the only way to do it, as Dumbledore said, relying on friends to dispel negativity is also a viable means.
This is the so-called "experience of the people who have come before", and the book will only tell you how to use black magic and how to use negative emotions, but it will rarely involve the content of suppressing and dissolving negative emotions, and even if there is, it is like Ogle before, proposing magical means.
Solim's mood suddenly brightened. Dumbledore reminded him that wizards don't have to ~ use magic to solve problems.
"Thank you very much for your advice. Solim gave Dumbledore a heartfelt salute, "I-ll try." "
Solim didn't have much to say about Moody's death. It's a time of war, let alone Moody, it's reasonable for anyone to die, not to mention that he is still a Order of the Phoenix-wizard who has always been on the front line.
What Solim needs now is a proposal, a mature, workable proposal or a few that's done, not a tribute to Moody, the kind of thing that will have time to do when it's all settled.
Dumbledore's move...... To be honest, Solim was a little confused. In the evening, it was still raining heavily, and he dragged himself to the dark Forbidden Forest, if it wasn't for the belief that Dumbledore's character was excellent, Solim would not have said anything tonight.
The horses were conscientious, and they still patrolled the woods with their hooves on all night. To be honest, Solim doesn't know what they are patrolling for, the eight-eyed spiders on the periphery have completely disappeared, and the only group has fled to the depths of the Forbidden Forest, as for the Gray Horse people's long-standing enemies, the Dark Horse People have suffered the loss of the previous attack on Hogwarts, so to speak, the Forbidden Forest is definitely the safest period for Hogwarts in thousands of years.
The centaurs, armed with bows and arrows and steel spears in their hands, surrounded Dumbledore and Solim. Solim quickly sensed that something was wrong, he thought he still knew about the horses, they wouldn't have sent so many people on patrol on the periphery, and at least a dozen people at first, this was definitely an accident!
"What's going on?" Solim was the first to speak, "What's going on in the Forbidden Forest?"
Solim, the lead centaur, didn't know him, and of course, even if he did, he wouldn't be able to name him, except for a centaur like Ferenze with obvious external features, most of the centaurs seemed similar to Solim.
The centaur saluted at Solim's chest, then uneasily gouged his hooves.
"It's a forest monster, and there's been a lot of stuff in the depths of the Forbidden Forest trying to break through our defenses lately. The centaur nodded to Dumbledore, and then said, "And it's not just them, but the Eight-Eyed Spider is also starting to get restless, and according to the news from our scouts, their numbers are beginning to grow rapidly. "
Solim turned his head to look at Dumbledore, could this be the reason why the Headmaster brought him here tonight? But what does it matter to him that something is wrong with the Forbidden Forest? Or was Dumbledore going to leave the matter to him to settle it?
"Uh...... Headmaster?" Solim asked tentatively.
"That's why I'm bringing you here tonight. Dumbledore's hand rested on Solim's shoulder, "I'll take you over and have a look." "
The two people surrounded by the horses disappeared in an instant.
"Here it is—"
Upon reappearance, Solim noticed that the place was somewhat familiar, and the surrounding ruins and fallen tree trunks appeared before his eyes in the light of the Illumination Charm.
This was originally the village of the Black Horse people. "
Solim looked at Dumbledore.
"Yes, but here we have a new owner. Dumbledore took out his whitish wand and tapped it at the glowing orb in mid-air, and the next second the lighting spell that Solim had been maintaining burst into an even brighter light, like a small sun.
Suddenly the roar resounded all around. The sound of branches snapping could not be completely suppressed, and the vibration from the ground made Solim immediately judge that what was coming might not be small.
Forest Monster ......
Trolls are a collective term that is divided into three types based on their appearance and habitat: mountain trolls, woodland trolls, and river trolls.
Mountain monsters are the most common, followed by forest monsters, and river monsters are basically invisible nowadays.
Compared to the twelve-foot-tall, one-ton mountain monsters, the forest monsters are slightly shorter and have slightly slender limbs, but they are still behemoths to humans. Besides, forest monsters are stronger than mountain monsters in one thing: they are more intelligent.
Of course, this "cleverness" is compared to that of trolls.
Solim and Dumbledore were surrounded by eight Woodlings at this point. Some of them had wounds on their bodies, and Solim guessed the horses had done it.
"Do you need me to do it, Headmaster?" Solim pulled out his wand and asked Dumbledore politely.
"If you will. "
In front of Dumbledore, Solim naturally doesn't use any black magic, isn't that uncomfortable for himself. Although using Transfiguration in front of Dumbledore is a bit of a "class axe", it is better than dark magic.
The forest monsters who stood under the three-person or even four-person trees soon suffered, and the habit of the forest monsters took their toll on them, binding them together with their thick branches and roots, and before they tried to break free, the sharp ends of metal pierced their walnut-sized brains through their eye sockets. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)
During this time, Solim only waved his wand three times, highlighting a sense of ease.
"If it's just a forest monster or an eight-eyed spider...... With all due respect, Headmaster, this doesn't cause much trouble for Hogwarts. Solim flicked his wand and disarmed his Transfiguration.
"Of course, if it's just a troll problem, the centaurs will be enough to solve it. A few sparks erupted from the tip of Dumbledore's staff, landing on the corpse of the forest monster and instantly burning it into a cloud of ashes.
"Is someone driving these forest monsters?" Solim asked, "Is it a wizard, or is it something else?, I'm almost graduating, and if I can, I still want to make a small contribution to Hogwarts." "
Don't look at Solim's beautiful words, but he knows in his heart that Dumbledore came to him tonight definitely to throw this trouble to himself, rather than pushing back, it is better to come down and brush up on the favor. []
