Chapter 385 Who? !
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He Dian Bai Kai Shui
It was late at night, and the noisy Hogwarts Castle finally returned to silence after the little wizards went to their beds.
The milky white ghosts emerged from the wall with ease and then penetrated into the other wall.
There was a crackling movement from somewhere in the castle, the sound of water splashing on the wall, and old Filch's hoarse roar with a hint of collapse.
"Peeves! What are you doing again!"
The slightly cool autumn wind swirled from the open window, dancing and teasing the torches fixed on the thousand-year-old stone bricks. The orange flames swayed gently, seeming to respond to the teasing of the autumn wind, making a slight crackling sound and burning even more. A little more vigorous.
Casts a circular reflection on the ground.
A pair of feet appeared in the dim yellow ring, and a figure wearing a wizard's robe walked lightly through the ring. The footsteps were almost silent. He hid behind a large pillar in the foyer and looked at the oak door not far away.
nobody...
Su Er breathed a sigh of relief, probably because the school had just started, and there seemed to be no professors on duty here these nights.
Without further ado, Suer immediately walked towards the oak door. "Creak..." After the sound of the wooden door rubbing against the copper parts, Suer's figure disappeared.
Outside the castle, under the moonlight, Soul hurriedly walked on the path, glanced at Hagrid's hut with the lights still on in the distance, turned around and walked in another direction, preparing to enter the Forbidden Forest from another entrance.
Hermione had probably been thinking about it alone for too long, and had a strong desire to talk. After dinner, she pulled Soul to the Room of Requirement on the eighth floor.
It stands to reason that if a man and a woman are alone in the same room late at night, some small story should happen.
but!Absolutely not! !
Who would have an affair in a conference room full of literary atmosphere?Um?It doesn’t seem impossible?
Anyway, the ambiguity was gone. On the contrary, Soul's head was buzzing when he came out of the Room of Requirement. Hermione, in a short period of time, worked out in detail the rules and regulations of the 'vomiting' organization after its establishment. came out and asked Suhr, as the secretary of the founder of the organization, to take detailed records of the first meeting.
Throughout the entire meeting, the only participants were Soul and Hermione.
In short, to sum up the entire meeting, there is only one item in the meeting minutes---developing members.
Soul pinched the bridge of his nose with a headache. Hermione's enthusiasm was somewhat beyond his expectation. Those pieces of parchment were filled with Hermione's hard work.
If it fails, what a painful blow this little girl will suffer...
No, without if, it will definitely fail.
While thinking, Su Er had already walked around the black lake and came to a forest. Under the moonlight, the green leaves were gently swaying in the autumn wind.
"Take one step at a time and take it one step at a time." Sur sighed softly, looked around at the location, took out the wand from the sheath, and dove into the dense jungle.
The weather in September is just right. There is a bit of coolness in the air, but it is not too cold to make people shiver. Even though Hogwarts is located on a plateau, the dense jungle is a natural windbreak.
Sur carefully walked on the calf-high grass, and from time to time there was the crisp sound of dead branches being stepped on and cracked. He had a thick and long wooden stick in his hand, knocking in front of him.
No one has been here at all, there is no trace of the road at all, the grass is very lush, and the wooden sticks are to prevent snakes hiding in it.
Even if he is a wizard, but he is a human being, if he is bitten by a poisonous snake, he will still die if he is isolated and helpless.
Not far into the jungle, Suer's ears moved. I don't know if it was an illusion, but he heard a slight kicking sound in the distance and the friction of the jungle being squeezed away.
He stopped where he was, listened for a while, and confirmed that it was not an illusion, but that something was really approaching, and there was a lot of it.
"disillusionmentcharm" [disillusionment charm]
The cold, invisible liquid spread all over the body from the point where the tip of the stick came into contact with the skin. Sur couldn't help but shuddered. He moved lightly behind a big tree and looked at the direction of the sound with bated breath.
Don't ask why not use animagus?
In this case, being invisible is obviously more convenient than turning into an animal and hiding in a tree.
The sound of leaves rustling and branches being trampled became closer.
"Click, click, click, click, click..." This is... the sound of horse hooves?Sur blinked, and the next moment, a heavily armed centaur leaned out of the woods, followed closely by three thin or short centaurs.
The leader of the horseman's eyes were very bright. He looked up at the sky, as if he was confirming something.
A few seconds later, he turned around and spoke to his companions in a centaur language that Sur could not understand. The other three centaurs nodded and disappeared alone in three different directions.
Then, the centaur stayed where he was, looking up at the sky. The weather was very good tonight, the autumn air was crisp, and the shining stars were clearly visible. It was a good day to bask in the moon.
But, can your dnmd change to a tree station? ?ah? ? !
Like a root sculpture, Soul stood on opposite sides of this unexpectedly strong centaur separated by a tree.
Admittedly, he was planning to go to the centaur camp to find the very big sacrifice of Lai Lai, but he was not sure whether this group of centaurs was the only one in the Forbidden Forest. What if this centaur with particularly bright eyes was not what he wanted? Where are the centaurs from the centaur camp?
He was not sure that he could avoid the green bow and arrow on the centaur's back within a few steps.
About 10 minutes later, the other three centaurs returned. The sound of kicking allowed Sur to finally breathe a sigh of relief and move his numb ankles.
"No one has come in, captain. There are no traces of footprints at the entrances facing the castle." One of the lean centaurs came back and shook his head.
"I don't have one here either." Another centaur said.
"Did the priest make a mistake?"
"The sacrifice will not go wrong." The leading centaur shook his head, "The trajectory of the planet will not deceive me, just wait."
"He asked us to come here to welcome guests, and guests will come."
When the four horsemen were communicating in the ethnic language, the leading horseman's ears suddenly moved. He quickly took out the short bow and drew the string of the arrow in a flowing motion. The green arrow pointed directly at Sur's location.
"Who?!"
Su Er's heart skipped a beat, exposed?
But just when he was about to come out, a hazy figure appeared behind him, and at the same time, there was a rough voice.
"Cat people? This is not a place for you to move around!"
The milky white ghosts emerged from the wall with ease and then penetrated into the other wall.
There was a crackling movement from somewhere in the castle, the sound of water splashing on the wall, and old Filch's hoarse roar with a hint of collapse.
"Peeves! What are you doing again!"
The slightly cool autumn wind swirled from the open window, dancing and teasing the torches fixed on the thousand-year-old stone bricks. The orange flames swayed gently, seeming to respond to the teasing of the autumn wind, making a slight crackling sound and burning even more. A little more vigorous.
Casts a circular reflection on the ground.
A pair of feet appeared in the dim yellow ring, and a figure wearing a wizard's robe walked lightly through the ring. The footsteps were almost silent. He hid behind a large pillar in the foyer and looked at the oak door not far away.
nobody...
Su Er breathed a sigh of relief, probably because the school had just started, and there seemed to be no professors on duty here these nights.
Without further ado, Suer immediately walked towards the oak door. "Creak..." After the sound of the wooden door rubbing against the copper parts, Suer's figure disappeared.
Outside the castle, under the moonlight, Soul hurriedly walked on the path, glanced at Hagrid's hut with the lights still on in the distance, turned around and walked in another direction, preparing to enter the Forbidden Forest from another entrance.
Hermione had probably been thinking about it alone for too long, and had a strong desire to talk. After dinner, she pulled Soul to the Room of Requirement on the eighth floor.
It stands to reason that if a man and a woman are alone in the same room late at night, some small story should happen.
but!Absolutely not! !
Who would have an affair in a conference room full of literary atmosphere?Um?It doesn’t seem impossible?
Anyway, the ambiguity was gone. On the contrary, Soul's head was buzzing when he came out of the Room of Requirement. Hermione, in a short period of time, worked out in detail the rules and regulations of the 'vomiting' organization after its establishment. came out and asked Suhr, as the secretary of the founder of the organization, to take detailed records of the first meeting.
Throughout the entire meeting, the only participants were Soul and Hermione.
In short, to sum up the entire meeting, there is only one item in the meeting minutes---developing members.
Soul pinched the bridge of his nose with a headache. Hermione's enthusiasm was somewhat beyond his expectation. Those pieces of parchment were filled with Hermione's hard work.
If it fails, what a painful blow this little girl will suffer...
No, without if, it will definitely fail.
While thinking, Su Er had already walked around the black lake and came to a forest. Under the moonlight, the green leaves were gently swaying in the autumn wind.
"Take one step at a time and take it one step at a time." Sur sighed softly, looked around at the location, took out the wand from the sheath, and dove into the dense jungle.
The weather in September is just right. There is a bit of coolness in the air, but it is not too cold to make people shiver. Even though Hogwarts is located on a plateau, the dense jungle is a natural windbreak.
Sur carefully walked on the calf-high grass, and from time to time there was the crisp sound of dead branches being stepped on and cracked. He had a thick and long wooden stick in his hand, knocking in front of him.
No one has been here at all, there is no trace of the road at all, the grass is very lush, and the wooden sticks are to prevent snakes hiding in it.
Even if he is a wizard, but he is a human being, if he is bitten by a poisonous snake, he will still die if he is isolated and helpless.
Not far into the jungle, Suer's ears moved. I don't know if it was an illusion, but he heard a slight kicking sound in the distance and the friction of the jungle being squeezed away.
He stopped where he was, listened for a while, and confirmed that it was not an illusion, but that something was really approaching, and there was a lot of it.
"disillusionmentcharm" [disillusionment charm]
The cold, invisible liquid spread all over the body from the point where the tip of the stick came into contact with the skin. Sur couldn't help but shuddered. He moved lightly behind a big tree and looked at the direction of the sound with bated breath.
Don't ask why not use animagus?
In this case, being invisible is obviously more convenient than turning into an animal and hiding in a tree.
The sound of leaves rustling and branches being trampled became closer.
"Click, click, click, click, click..." This is... the sound of horse hooves?Sur blinked, and the next moment, a heavily armed centaur leaned out of the woods, followed closely by three thin or short centaurs.
The leader of the horseman's eyes were very bright. He looked up at the sky, as if he was confirming something.
A few seconds later, he turned around and spoke to his companions in a centaur language that Sur could not understand. The other three centaurs nodded and disappeared alone in three different directions.
Then, the centaur stayed where he was, looking up at the sky. The weather was very good tonight, the autumn air was crisp, and the shining stars were clearly visible. It was a good day to bask in the moon.
But, can your dnmd change to a tree station? ?ah? ? !
Like a root sculpture, Soul stood on opposite sides of this unexpectedly strong centaur separated by a tree.
Admittedly, he was planning to go to the centaur camp to find the very big sacrifice of Lai Lai, but he was not sure whether this group of centaurs was the only one in the Forbidden Forest. What if this centaur with particularly bright eyes was not what he wanted? Where are the centaurs from the centaur camp?
He was not sure that he could avoid the green bow and arrow on the centaur's back within a few steps.
About 10 minutes later, the other three centaurs returned. The sound of kicking allowed Sur to finally breathe a sigh of relief and move his numb ankles.
"No one has come in, captain. There are no traces of footprints at the entrances facing the castle." One of the lean centaurs came back and shook his head.
"I don't have one here either." Another centaur said.
"Did the priest make a mistake?"
"The sacrifice will not go wrong." The leading centaur shook his head, "The trajectory of the planet will not deceive me, just wait."
"He asked us to come here to welcome guests, and guests will come."
When the four horsemen were communicating in the ethnic language, the leading horseman's ears suddenly moved. He quickly took out the short bow and drew the string of the arrow in a flowing motion. The green arrow pointed directly at Sur's location.
"Who?!"
Su Er's heart skipped a beat, exposed?
But just when he was about to come out, a hazy figure appeared behind him, and at the same time, there was a rough voice.
"Cat people? This is not a place for you to move around!"
