Chapter 595

The Forbidden Forest is still the same, at least as it looks like it is. The bushes are still thick, the trees are still tall, and the light is as dim as ever.

Solim walked a little way into the woods, and finally took out the bone whistle that Grote had given him. Solim didn't know where Hagrid was hiding, and according to Professor Flitwick, the centaurs had confronted them, which meant that the centaurs knew where they were, and Solim was aimlessly searching in the Forbidden Forest.

After the whistle was blown, the sound of horsesmen's hooves could be heard very quickly. Solim stood still and waited, and he didn't remember any of the three centaurs that came—this was normal, and he could count the centaurs he could name on one hand.

"Distinguished guest, is there anything we can help you with?"

Solim noticed that the three centaurs were carrying the weapons he had provided, and the sound of steel arrows colliding against each other in the quiver sounded crisp.

"I need to find Hagrid. You know where they are, right?"

The leading centaur snorted, seemingly disgusted by the name.

"I didn't mean anything else, I'm here to solve this problem. Solim said, "Professor Flivi is old, and it's a bit of a problem for him to keep letting him go into the woods. "

"Philius? He's our friend. The leading centaur took the initiative to extend his right hand, "My name is Nus, the captain of the patrol, and the weapon you have provided for us is very useful." "

Solim looked at the large palm in front of him with his mouth open, swallowed, and then put his entire arm on it.

"Light...... Tap. "Solim's legs went limp, this guy's hands were too strong.

"I'm very sorry. Nus hurriedly let go of his palm and hurriedly said, "We have been using this kind of etiquette recently, I haven't adjusted it just now, and I thought I was shaking hands with the horseman." "

Solim is stupid, aren't centaurs very old-fashioned and conservative, how did they start using human etiquette?

As he walked along the road, Nuth explained to Solim how the horses were doing: the handshake etiquette had become popular among the horses since the last time Grote shook hands with Solim - something that Solim thought was rather weird. According to Nuss, horses are especially fond of shaking hands, as a way for them to show each other their strength.

Solim's mind suddenly appeared two sturdy centaurs, their hands clenched tightly with each other, and they were eager to break each other's hands before they would stop.

Shaking his head quickly, Solim shook the mess out of his mind. Then he asked about what had happened in the Forbidden Forest recently.

I don't know if I don't listen, and I'm shocked when I hear it.

Solim had wondered why the centaurs didn't act after Ferenze returned to the Forbidden Forest. It turned out that it wasn't that the horses didn't want to execute Ferenze, a "traitor" in their eyes, but that they couldn't handle it. The reason is Hagrid, to be precise, Hagrid's pet, Louwe.

Nus didn't mention it, and Solim had almost forgotten about it.

"So, the three-headed Hagrid now?"

"And a giant. Nuss sounded a little aggrieved.

Ah, I almost forgot about this one. It dawned on Solim that the giant must be Hagrid's "stunted" brother.

A three-headed dog, a giant, a half-giant, a centaur and a Death Eater...... This combination looks weird, especially considering that the Half-Giants are a Order of the Phoenix, and the Death Eaters have a long history of discriminating against non-human species like centaurs......

I really don't know how beautiful the picture is when they are all together, Solim feels that he can't stand it. Presumably, Dumbledore couldn't stand it, otherwise he wouldn't have left this errand to Solim to deal with.

Hagrid: The place where Solim was familiar was where Aragog, the lair of the Eight-Eyed Spider, once lived.

There wasn't a single eight-eyed spider left here, and those shaggy eight-legged ones had taken refuge deeper into the Forbidden Forest. It's a safe place, as long as the ponies aren't hostile to you.

"Let's get it here. Nus shaved his front hooves a little irritably, "That dark wizard is very difficult to mess with, you should be careful." "

Compared to Karkaroff, Solim felt that Lowe was the one who was the most difficult to mess with. The big dog with three heads that exhaled was poisonous, and it was clear that it was at the top of the food chain everywhere, and Solim even suspected that the Basque Country could beat it.

Gathering his thoughts, Solim summoned his Patronus. In this way, he was going to tell the people inside that someone was coming outside. After undergoing the Bloodline Ascension Ritual, Solim has mastered the advanced application of the Patronus Charm, Voice. There are some things that come naturally once the strength is enough.

The first thing Solim saw was Karkaroff, judging by his outfit and the timing of his appearance...... He seemed to be a sentry, Solim couldn't help but think.

"I thought it was Dumbledore. "As soon as Karkaroff looked at his height, he knew that the person who came was not Dumbledore.

"For your, let him come here for a special trip?" Solim didn't put away his wand, but still held it in his hand, "Do you think it's possible?"

Karkaroff wanted to test Solim's true identity, but thinking about the phoenix he had just seen, he swallowed the words back into his stomach.

"Come on, people are in there. Karkaroff turned his head and motioned for Solim to follow.

"What about your food?" said Solim and Karkaroff walked into the lair.

"The elves in the castle gave it to us. "

"Nothing happened, did it?"

"Condition?" Karkaroff grinned, revealing a mouthful of disgusting yellow teeth, "The Death Eaters have already arrived, old acquaintances, knowing that they can't please here, and they have gone back in disgrace." Centaurs, those are minor problems, and if it weren't for some reason, I would have taught the centaurs who have nothing to do a lesson. As for the rest, hehe, you'll see for yourself later. "

Where Aragog and Solim had met, Hagrid and Ferenze were waiting. Seeing Solim, Hagrid stood up excitedly.

"Good boy! I almost thought Dumbledore was coming!"

Ah, yes, Dumbledore's Phoenix Patronus is already ingrained, isn't it?

Solim rolled his eyes, it was dimly lit anyway, and Solim wasn't afraid of Hagrid looking out.

"Roar!" Suddenly, a fishy roar came from behind Hagrid.

Without saying a word, Solim put a bubble spell on himself.

"Hey, it's a friend! Sit down!" Hagrid quickly turned and waved, stopping the behemoth behind him. _

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