Chapter 387: Seeing the Centaur Sacrifice Again
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He Dian Bai Kai Shui
There was only one candle burning in the hut, and when Suer opened the door and came in, a gust of wind came in, causing the candle to sway.
The weak firelight reflected the figure in front of the table on the wooden wall behind, drawing a long shadow.
"Are you here?" Centaur Liz stared at a crystal ball on the table and said without raising her head.
"Hello, madam." Sur looked at the still-large centaur priest, and his thoughts suddenly went astray---
How does she manage to have two such big balls without sagging?
"We centaurs have been immersed in a medicinal soup made from several kinds of herbs since we were young. It can make newborn babies strong and healthy, and it will continue to work until the end of our lifespan."
Liz suddenly spoke up.
Su Er was stunned and showed an embarrassed smile. He thought what he was thinking was discovered...
But Liz didn't even raise her head, she was still talking to herself, with a lingering sadness hanging between her brows.
"Recently, some herbs can no longer be found in the Forbidden Forest."
"Can I ask you a favor? Mr. Bones."
"Uh." Suer was a little confused, "Tell me, if I can help..."
"This is very simple for you." Liz finally raised her head and looked at Suer with eyes as bright as stars.
"We don't expect much, we just need some seeds."
"Ms. Hufflepuff loves nature and peace. What she loves to do most is to plant some flowers and plants in the garden where she lives. According to the information left by the previous generations of priests, Ms. Hufflepuff planted some flowers. Flowers and plants have the categories we need.”
Soul thought for a moment and nodded, "If I can successfully pass Ms. Hufflepuff's test."
Liz smiled when she heard this, "Of course, we don't ask for your help in vain. We can exchange some common things with you. At the same time, you will gain the friendship of our centaurs."
Horse-people friendship?What am I doing here? Su Er blinked.
I have no intention of ruling the magic world. Even if I did, we are in the era of hot weapons (referring to magic). I am afraid that I can’t even break the wizard’s iron armor curse with just bows and arrows, right?
Liz seemed to see through Soul's thoughts and didn't say anything. She just smiled mysteriously and said, "Please follow me, Mr. Bones."
"Have you brought all the tokens?"
Soul nodded.
The centaur priest Liz did not take Soul away from the door, but turned around and walked to the deepest part of the hut, stretched out her long and slender fingers and pointed at the wooden wall.
Her fingertips lit up with ice-blue light as bright as fireflies.
Sur was surprised to see that there was a thin, transparent light curtain attached to the wooden wall.
The moment the centaur's fingertips came into contact with the light curtain, an icy blue ripple spread out, just like a stone falling vertically on calm water, with the ripples spreading out in all directions.
The light dissipated, revealing a door that looked very familiar to Sur - it was an oversized barrel door from the Hufflepuff lounge, even the brass bars on it were exactly the same.
It's Hufflepuff indeed!
Liz curled her fingers and tapped lightly on the brass bar on the bucket lid. The bucket lid rotated and disappeared, revealing a dark hole that expanded to a size large enough for Liz to walk in casually.
"Follow me." Liz got into the door first.
Suer didn't stop, and he wasn't worried that he wouldn't be able to get out after going in. He just followed Liz and walked in.
There is a long road inside, a road paved with bluestone, surrounded by walls made of compacted earth. It is high and wide enough to accommodate several people walking side by side. There are no lighting equipment such as torches, but The road is very open and bright. If you feel it carefully, you can also feel the cool breeze blowing from the front.
Human beings will subconsciously chase light. This is an instinct engraved in genes, just like when fire first appeared in the world, humans can no longer do without it.
Sur is first of all a human being, and naturally he also has human instincts. When he stepped on the bluestone road, he subconsciously looked up to find the source of the light. He looked up and found that the earth ceiling above his head was shining with bright lights, and they seemed to be connected to the end of the road. .
"This is fluorescent grass. Its pollen will emit light when it comes into contact with the real thing." Liz explained in time.
Su Er nodded. Su Er understood when Liz explained that Professor Sprout once introduced such a plant. In addition to being used as a simple lighting, it also releases a smell that can effectively repel summer. Mosquitoes at night.
Yes, you read that right, they are mosquitoes. Even wizards are troubled by mosquito bites. So far, there is no effective magic that can completely drive away mosquitoes from the wizard's own environment.
Therefore, smart wizards will look for plants in nature that can protect them from mosquitoes, and keep them at home, or make a long-lasting sachet.
This is the origin of fluorescent grass entering thousands of households.
At the same time, fluorescent grass juice is also a basic and common raw material for potions.
Many little witches in Hufflepuff like to keep them as night lights in their bedrooms, watching the flickering light like fireflies to fall asleep, which allows them to have wonderful dreams on summer nights.
"By the way, Ms. Liz, did you know that I was coming?" Suer asked a question that had been lingering in his mind for a long time.
"No." Priest Liz shook her head slightly as she walked away, "I didn't know you were coming."
"Then why..."
"The planet told me." Liz replied softly, "Actually, in our centaur heritage, every intelligent creature has a star that represents itself. It moves in the sky over and over again, and every trajectory They all mean different things.”
"I just saw the stars shining brighter than ever before, and it sent us a message that we are about to welcome distinguished guests tonight."
"Is observing planets a prophecy?" Suhr asked immediately.
"Prophecy?" Liz chuckled, "There is never a true prophecy. The future is the future because it is a possibility that extends forward based on the established facts."
"Then what happened to the prophet?"
"Prophet..." Liz sighed softly, "Whether it is in the history of centaurs or wizards, there are only a few people who can be called prophets."
"In every turbulent era, they are born with a special talent. They can see through the long river of destiny what is most likely to happen in countless branches."
"This is similar to prophecy, but completely different. The relationship between the two is very complicated... I remember there was a prophet in Hogwarts Castle."
"You mean, Professor Trelawney?" Soul asked.
"Yes, Trelawney, this is the name of a prophet whose blood has been passed down for several generations." Liz nodded,
"Prophecy does not require talent. It can use various verbal hints to allow you to take action in the direction of the prediction...and when the future actually happens as you think, the prediction becomes a fact. , people often look back when the prophecy becomes reality and regard the person who made the prophecy as a prophet, but the two are fundamentally different concepts."
"But as far as I know, Professor Trelawney once..."
"I know that prophecy is about Voldemort, right?" A faint smile appeared on Liz's lips.
"It is actually a kind of prophet, covered with a layer of prophecy. Trelawney's innate blood ability allows her to be in a special state to see what is most likely to happen in the future. Then it was spoken, and it became a prophecy.”
"Fate cannot be played with. It will lead to the established facts in different ways."
"In different timelines, it will give choices, and every choice made will affect the future."
"Voldemort made his choice, but in fact...the outcome of his fate had already been determined, the moment he made the choice..."
Su'er felt a little complicated...and there was confusion in his eyes.
"Oh, we're here." Liz stopped walking at this moment, "I can only take you so far."
"Only the heir can enter that door."
"I'll wait for you outside the door."
The weak firelight reflected the figure in front of the table on the wooden wall behind, drawing a long shadow.
"Are you here?" Centaur Liz stared at a crystal ball on the table and said without raising her head.
"Hello, madam." Sur looked at the still-large centaur priest, and his thoughts suddenly went astray---
How does she manage to have two such big balls without sagging?
"We centaurs have been immersed in a medicinal soup made from several kinds of herbs since we were young. It can make newborn babies strong and healthy, and it will continue to work until the end of our lifespan."
Liz suddenly spoke up.
Su Er was stunned and showed an embarrassed smile. He thought what he was thinking was discovered...
But Liz didn't even raise her head, she was still talking to herself, with a lingering sadness hanging between her brows.
"Recently, some herbs can no longer be found in the Forbidden Forest."
"Can I ask you a favor? Mr. Bones."
"Uh." Suer was a little confused, "Tell me, if I can help..."
"This is very simple for you." Liz finally raised her head and looked at Suer with eyes as bright as stars.
"We don't expect much, we just need some seeds."
"Ms. Hufflepuff loves nature and peace. What she loves to do most is to plant some flowers and plants in the garden where she lives. According to the information left by the previous generations of priests, Ms. Hufflepuff planted some flowers. Flowers and plants have the categories we need.”
Soul thought for a moment and nodded, "If I can successfully pass Ms. Hufflepuff's test."
Liz smiled when she heard this, "Of course, we don't ask for your help in vain. We can exchange some common things with you. At the same time, you will gain the friendship of our centaurs."
Horse-people friendship?What am I doing here? Su Er blinked.
I have no intention of ruling the magic world. Even if I did, we are in the era of hot weapons (referring to magic). I am afraid that I can’t even break the wizard’s iron armor curse with just bows and arrows, right?
Liz seemed to see through Soul's thoughts and didn't say anything. She just smiled mysteriously and said, "Please follow me, Mr. Bones."
"Have you brought all the tokens?"
Soul nodded.
The centaur priest Liz did not take Soul away from the door, but turned around and walked to the deepest part of the hut, stretched out her long and slender fingers and pointed at the wooden wall.
Her fingertips lit up with ice-blue light as bright as fireflies.
Sur was surprised to see that there was a thin, transparent light curtain attached to the wooden wall.
The moment the centaur's fingertips came into contact with the light curtain, an icy blue ripple spread out, just like a stone falling vertically on calm water, with the ripples spreading out in all directions.
The light dissipated, revealing a door that looked very familiar to Sur - it was an oversized barrel door from the Hufflepuff lounge, even the brass bars on it were exactly the same.
It's Hufflepuff indeed!
Liz curled her fingers and tapped lightly on the brass bar on the bucket lid. The bucket lid rotated and disappeared, revealing a dark hole that expanded to a size large enough for Liz to walk in casually.
"Follow me." Liz got into the door first.
Suer didn't stop, and he wasn't worried that he wouldn't be able to get out after going in. He just followed Liz and walked in.
There is a long road inside, a road paved with bluestone, surrounded by walls made of compacted earth. It is high and wide enough to accommodate several people walking side by side. There are no lighting equipment such as torches, but The road is very open and bright. If you feel it carefully, you can also feel the cool breeze blowing from the front.
Human beings will subconsciously chase light. This is an instinct engraved in genes, just like when fire first appeared in the world, humans can no longer do without it.
Sur is first of all a human being, and naturally he also has human instincts. When he stepped on the bluestone road, he subconsciously looked up to find the source of the light. He looked up and found that the earth ceiling above his head was shining with bright lights, and they seemed to be connected to the end of the road. .
"This is fluorescent grass. Its pollen will emit light when it comes into contact with the real thing." Liz explained in time.
Su Er nodded. Su Er understood when Liz explained that Professor Sprout once introduced such a plant. In addition to being used as a simple lighting, it also releases a smell that can effectively repel summer. Mosquitoes at night.
Yes, you read that right, they are mosquitoes. Even wizards are troubled by mosquito bites. So far, there is no effective magic that can completely drive away mosquitoes from the wizard's own environment.
Therefore, smart wizards will look for plants in nature that can protect them from mosquitoes, and keep them at home, or make a long-lasting sachet.
This is the origin of fluorescent grass entering thousands of households.
At the same time, fluorescent grass juice is also a basic and common raw material for potions.
Many little witches in Hufflepuff like to keep them as night lights in their bedrooms, watching the flickering light like fireflies to fall asleep, which allows them to have wonderful dreams on summer nights.
"By the way, Ms. Liz, did you know that I was coming?" Suer asked a question that had been lingering in his mind for a long time.
"No." Priest Liz shook her head slightly as she walked away, "I didn't know you were coming."
"Then why..."
"The planet told me." Liz replied softly, "Actually, in our centaur heritage, every intelligent creature has a star that represents itself. It moves in the sky over and over again, and every trajectory They all mean different things.”
"I just saw the stars shining brighter than ever before, and it sent us a message that we are about to welcome distinguished guests tonight."
"Is observing planets a prophecy?" Suhr asked immediately.
"Prophecy?" Liz chuckled, "There is never a true prophecy. The future is the future because it is a possibility that extends forward based on the established facts."
"Then what happened to the prophet?"
"Prophet..." Liz sighed softly, "Whether it is in the history of centaurs or wizards, there are only a few people who can be called prophets."
"In every turbulent era, they are born with a special talent. They can see through the long river of destiny what is most likely to happen in countless branches."
"This is similar to prophecy, but completely different. The relationship between the two is very complicated... I remember there was a prophet in Hogwarts Castle."
"You mean, Professor Trelawney?" Soul asked.
"Yes, Trelawney, this is the name of a prophet whose blood has been passed down for several generations." Liz nodded,
"Prophecy does not require talent. It can use various verbal hints to allow you to take action in the direction of the prediction...and when the future actually happens as you think, the prediction becomes a fact. , people often look back when the prophecy becomes reality and regard the person who made the prophecy as a prophet, but the two are fundamentally different concepts."
"But as far as I know, Professor Trelawney once..."
"I know that prophecy is about Voldemort, right?" A faint smile appeared on Liz's lips.
"It is actually a kind of prophet, covered with a layer of prophecy. Trelawney's innate blood ability allows her to be in a special state to see what is most likely to happen in the future. Then it was spoken, and it became a prophecy.”
"Fate cannot be played with. It will lead to the established facts in different ways."
"In different timelines, it will give choices, and every choice made will affect the future."
"Voldemort made his choice, but in fact...the outcome of his fate had already been determined, the moment he made the choice..."
Su'er felt a little complicated...and there was confusion in his eyes.
"Oh, we're here." Liz stopped walking at this moment, "I can only take you so far."
"Only the heir can enter that door."
"I'll wait for you outside the door."
