Chapter 1105: ?For the horseman!

Hogwarts, on the edge of the Forbidden Forest, buck-toothed Marcus Flint stared into the Forbidden Forest with his bloodshot gray eyes, a breeze blowing through his hair.

The light in the forbidden forest was dim and silent. Marcus opened his legs and hurried inward. After walking for a while, he reached the fork in the road. He was gasping for breath, although he was not the first time he came here. , But the surrounding environment seemed almost the same. He took out a rough marked map and pointed it with a magic wand, then stared at it and continued walking in the direction indicated by the map, past a moss-covered one. Fresh stumps, you can hear the sound of gurgling water.

Marcus stood still and tidied his clothes. At this moment, a horseman jumped out from behind the oak tree in the lower ear with a spear. He has black hair and a dark body, and looks rougher.

"Bain, I'm so glad to see you again." Marcus was relieved when he saw the familiar horseman who had communicated before, "Bain, I have important things to see the leader Matilda. Is the chief free today?"

"Marcus...you know that the chief doesn't like your suit." Baine raised his head, grabbed his thick black hair, and stayed stiffly on his head for a while, habitually looking up at the sky. , "There is no star to guide me now, you come with me."

"I have brought new news." Marcus followed Bain, watching Bain's swaying ponytail, Marcus secretly whispered: Idiot now, but what stars are there in the day? There is always no straightforward answer from these **** horsemen-and Bain started to treat the wizard very badly, but after Marcus sent a few bottles of wine and followed the other side to compliment the horseman’s strength, at least he didn’t Will kick him out if he wants to meet again.

Baine leaped easily over a thicket of bushes. Marcus flicked his wand from side to side, struggling to open the way with a spell. Hearing the sound of the arena outside the forbidden forest, he said with some difficulty: "Hogwarts Now that the expansion is really noisy, it will not be easy for the horsemen to want peace in the future.

Baine shook his mane, his tone stiff, he glared at Marcus: "Humans are very noisy."

Marcus bared his teeth, the tone sounded really reluctant, but then he was happy to think of the game, this may also mean that the horse must have had a grudge against Hogwarts in his heart. Under the leadership of the horsemen, they bypassed several hills and over several bushes, and they came to the silver star lake.

Matilda was standing next to the Star Lake. Hearing the movement behind him, it turned around, and the deep and charming eyes fixed on Marcus. The horseman chief seemed to be more powerful-this is not the case. What changes the body gives to the senses.

Marcus leaned forward slightly, "Dear Warchief, the last time I met was before school started... I don’t know how Hogwarts had a further impact on the horses recently, as we said last time, if there is need…."

"Thank you for your concern about our horsemen... Mr. Flint, the stars told me that everything is in order and everything can't be stopped." Matilda's horse glowed with maroon, and the noble head was raised chicly.

"Chief Matilda, the whole Hogwarts is suffocating today. The silence of this star lake will be broken sooner or later... I entered the Forbidden Forest this time, just as I said in the warning to you. The same..." Marcus took a few steps forward, revealing his big fangs, "Alan?? Harris still ignored the fact that the Forbidden Forest belongs to a horseman, and moved the dragon farm to Hogwarts..." According to the plan, Marcus explained the possible impact of the Hogwarts reconstruction and expansion on the horses that were summarized in the discussion at the meeting.

"At present, Hogwarts has also given us a lot of subsidies for the horsemen because of the expansion." Matilda shook the chestnut ponytail. "Principal Harris also made a special trip to explain to us horsemen."

"Warchief! This is for you to numb you!" Marcus was a little impatient when he heard that Hogwarts had subsidized him. "The respected leader...horse people are a race known for their independence. You would rather divide yourself into beasts. It is the struggle against the ignorant officials of the Ministry of Magic? I think with the pride of the horse people, let alone most wizards who can't see the horse people, and whether Hogwarts will continue this kind of subsidy...you could have been Live a self-sufficient life without waiting for charity from others!"

"Mr. Flint, it seems that you respect the customs of our horses." Matilda did not move, and let his human form face Marcus. "So, do you have any suggestions for this? "

"Just like the attitude I exposed before! Many of our families are also very disgusted with Harris' various brutal behaviors. I think we have to support you in the matter of horse people." Marcus said righteously. Let the buck-toothed mouth open and close, "If you can stand up to fight and fully express your wishes, with this premise, our other wizards can justify and openly support you!"

Matilda looked a little hesitant, and then became unmoved: "Mr. Flint, as you said before, we horses are beasts. In theory, we don’t have much in the wizarding world. Has the power, and is not qualified to fight."

"In normal times, we didn't make a big move, but Chief, you may not know. Now Hogwarts is holding an international event. Many internationally renowned wizards are on the scene, and TV stations are broadcasting..." Ma Kus's sly gray eyes raised slightly, "I suggest that horses can take advantage of this rare opportunity, go to the scene now, and publicly tell the unfair treatment they have received..."

Matilda shook her head, her golden red beard wafting before the moon, and said embarrassedly, "I don't know how to do it... No horseman in the past has ever sat on such a thing."

"Chief, you have hesitated for a long time. Let's look at the current situation. My warnings to you all have become reality. If you don't do it today, there will be no chance to do it in the future. I can only be eroded by Hogwarts step by step, completely teaching my destiny to the other party, hoping that the other party can continue to show kindness to you, and completely teach his own destiny to the other party," Marcus said. The messy black hair made him look more gloomy at this time, "Protest itself is not difficult, I personally suggest that you can show the necessary force at an appropriate time..." It seems that he has said too much and is afraid of the horse's doubt, Marcus added Said, "Of course, don’t hurt others, otherwise you will be very passive... But for those buildings that cause you trouble, I think setting fire to a few buildings will help you attract the attention of wizards and let them know the seriousness of the matter... It's all for the horsemen!"

Matilda's deep gaze swept across Marcus, he raised his two front legs and hissed up to the sky. The surrounding horsemen with different sizes and different manes and colors immediately rushed towards him: "The leader?"

Matilda solemnly announced the order: "People, now, under the watch of the goddess, take up arms!"

Seeing the horses in Deling rushed to their homes, just like when they arrived, Marcus was in ecstasy, and his lower lip was wrapped up in his upper lip with joy, his cheeks were almost lumpy. He didn't notice the strangeness in the chief's lines at all.

Until these horsemen ran out of their tents again, Marcus's heart violently jumped, which was different from the original image of horsemen holding wooden-handled spears and preventing bows and arrows without wearing clothes. They are all equipped with special armors that seem to be tailored specifically for the shape of horses.

Even the civilians and foals who are not tribal warriors wear black leather armor, while the horse hunters who are usually involved in hunting, now their bodies and horses are deliberately blackened and will not reflect light under the moonlight at night. The metal chain armor, and the taller tribal warrior like Bain, who is responsible for patrolling the tribe, has been awarded a heavier metal breastplate-he also wields a noose in his hand, which makes To Marcus, the horseman felt a bit like the American Muggle cowboy he saw on Wizard TV.

But the weapons in the hands of all horsemen are relatively uniform. The spears that used to be made with wooden handles have now become all-metal spears. A saber is hung on each side of the waist of the human figure, and the horseback is also draped with carved symbols. Wen's bows and arrows and some messy equipment.

As they approached, Marcus, who had already realized that the other party's full-armed level was wrong, saw the umbrella signs on these armors and weapons. Without much words, Marcus immediately reached out and wanted to take out his wand. Apparition left here-the Slytherin who had stayed at Hogwarts could not teleport without a rod.

But the well-prepared horseman reacted more quickly than him. Bain waved a few loops of rope, threw it violently, and accurately placed it under Marcus's shoulders, and then pulled him to the ground. The lasso tightened tighter after completing this set of actions.

With the sound of horseshoes, Ronan, another horseman wearing a breastplate, waited for an opportunity to pull out a cast net from the horseback and threw it over. It completely wrapped Marcus's head, and then cooperated with the two actions. One of the horsemen cut off Marcus's right hand holding the wand with a horse's hoof, while the other directly smashed his wand with a spear.

Marcus, who was covered by most of his upper body by the cast net, could not scream, but cast through the gaps between the wires on the net, he saw the horse chief wearing the armor that the horse man could not wear alone under the service of other subordinates. .

"You need to be punished for making mistakes, and the goddess will let you eat the fruit." Matilda put a horned helmet on his head, and he made a sound at this time, "Mr. Marcus, we will go to the venue now, but we are I went to report your crime-all your conversations just now have been recorded by the surveillance equipment invented by your wizards I agreed to install in our tribe... Clan people, set off, for the horsemen! For Hogwar Ci! For the goddess!"

After talking about Marcus’s shock, fear and struggle, the horse patriarch took the lead and rushed towards Hogwarts with his horseshoes. His horse screams began to run after him.

The same is true for Bain, UU reading www.uukanshu. He did not let the two-legged wizard ride on his back like other horsemen treated the little wizards, but directly dragged Marcus on the ground with a rope, quickly rubbing against the ground. The high temperature and the pain caused by being hit by a stone and abrasions from the bushes caused Marcus to groan painfully in the grid-and the horseman who usually advocates peace and is more friendly to wizards is obviously about this. It doesn't make any sense.

Marcus, who has been dragged in a hurry, can’t even feel regret. He only feels the pain coming from all over his body: his cheek is severely scratched by the net and the ground, and his limbs are bare outside. The skin of thorns, grass, and stones have been scraped and tumbling. And being dragged away by violence like this, he, who was already fainted, didn't know how long it would last. The only thing left was sober and told him that the distance between the arena and the horse tribe was not short.

But in fact, the drag stopped much faster than he thought. Before he was dragged too far, Bain stopped. To be precise, all the horsemen stopped, and they looked at each other in surprise. At the moment when Marcus came to him because of more pain after stopping, he clearly felt the reason only after a short while later than the horses.

The magic power contained in the surrounding air skyrocketed, and Hogwarts, which was originally covered by high concentration magic power, was now covered by a huge, primitive, pure magic power.

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