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Chapter 86 Burning the Forbidden Forest
Sherlock took Harry and Ron back to Hagrid's cabin.

He lit the stove again, put some water in the kettle, and put it on the stove until the water boiled.

Ron and Harry sat on the bench obediently like primary school students, while Sherlock lay down on Hagrid's single sofa, waved his wand and summoned a plate of biscuits that looked good, and looked at it calmly. the two of them.

"Tell me, why did you run into the Forbidden Forest?"

Harry sat on pins and needles, still hesitating whether to tell the truth.

Sherlock didn't urge him either, just grinding his teeth with the biscuit.

It's not that he has any special hobbies, but when he put the biscuit into his mouth, he realized that unless he has the bite force of a giant, he can only grind his teeth with this stone-like thing.

Ron said quietly.

"Why don't we all tell Professor Forrest, anyway, he already knows that Hagrid is innocent."

Harry finally made up his mind and told Sherlock everything about the diary and Riddle.

From discovering the diary on the desk, to talking to Riddle in it, to bringing himself into his memory, and seeing what happened 50 years ago, etc., he told the whole story.

The further Sherlock listened, the darker his complexion became, and in the end he threw all the biscuits aside and just stared at Harry.

After Harry finished telling what he had experienced, he asked tremblingly as Sherlock stared at him.

"Professor, why are you looking at me like that?"

"You said the owner of that diary was Tom Riddle?" Sherlock asked sullenly.

Harry nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

"He still chatted with you and took you to see the experience of Hagrid being captured 50 years ago?"

Harry continued pecking at the rice.

"Then that diary was in your possession for several months, and you lost it again?"

Halimi couldn't peck anymore, he already sensed that Sherlock's mood was wrong, so he asked cautiously.

"Professor, is there something wrong with Riddle's diary?"

"Not only is there a problem with that diary, but the three of you have big problems too!"

Sherlock's voice became louder, and this was the first time he had such a strong urge to curse.

"After knowing what happened to Hagrid 50 years ago from that diary, why didn't you report it to the school?"

Harry explained guiltily.

"We are afraid that Hagrid will be misunderstood by others, and we feel that he is not the kind of person who hurt others."

Sherlock almost laughed at him.

"Even you all know that Hagrid is not that kind of person, Dumbledore, McGonagall and the others have known Hagrid for more than 50 years, don't they know if Hagrid is that kind of person? You are too self-righteous and underestimate adults. ?”

Harry and Ron looked at each other, a little ashamed and a little confused.

They knew it was wrong for them not to report to the school, but they didn't understand why Sherlock was so angry.

Sherlock was a little annoyed. Originally, if Harry had handed in the diary after he got it, there would be no more troublesome things like this.

But think about it carefully, if Harry and the others were really such good babies, they wouldn't be the protagonists in this world.

He sighed, calmed down, waved his hands and said to them.

"The real culprit who opened the Chamber of Secrets wasn't the student at Hogwarts at all, but the diary, in which the student named Tom Riddle was the descendant of Slytherin, and Hagrid was framed by him 50 years ago. "

Harry and Ron stared like cowbells.

None of them thought that the diary was actually the biggest behind-the-scenes mastermind, and it stayed in their hands for two full months!
Looking back on the previous events carefully, we can indeed find some unusual places from the clues.

As long as the diary had been in Harry's hands, there had been no more attacks at the castle.

But as soon as the diary disappeared, the attack happened again. There was obviously a problem.

Harry and Ron were in a bad mood right now.

They would have had a chance to stop all of this later, because Hermione had already suggested to them to give the diary to the teacher, but they didn't listen to her.

In a disguised form, it is equivalent to that they caused Hermione to be petrified and became what she is now.

Sherlock shook his head.

"It's too late to say these things now. Hogwarts is about to close the school. This might not be a solution. Let's go, I'll take you back to the castle."

Dejected, Harry and Ron returned to the castle under the escort of Sherlock.

And deep in the Forbidden Forest, where Sherlock set the fire.

At this time, the horsemen had already sensed the movement and gathered by the sea of ​​fire.

"We must organize fire fighting! The wind direction is blowing the fire to our territory. If no measures are taken, the fire will burn to our tribe within one night!"

A rare and handsome centaur, Firenze, with strange blue eyes and platinum-blond hair, was organizing his people to fight the fire.

Another bearded, wild and proud-looking centaur, Bane, said grumpily from the side.

"Who did this! Winter hasn't passed completely yet, and there are dead branches everywhere in the Forbidden Forest. Is he going to burn the entire Forbidden Forest to the ground!"

It is not an exaggeration to say that this fire will burn all the Forbidden Forest.

Compared with when Sherlock left, the flames at this time had spread to a range of hundreds of meters, and all the surrounding trees that could burn were all ignited!
Moreover, the wind is still strong tonight, and the flames are spreading extremely fast. Even if the horses want to organize the fire fighting, there is no way to extinguish the fire with their numbers and abilities.

Looking at the overwhelming sea of ​​flames, Firenze shook his head in pain.

"There is no need to put out the fire. Immediately organize the evacuation of the tribe from the tribe. We must leave. We alone cannot put out the fire."

Bane stomped on the leaves on the ground with his hooves in a fit of rage. Just as they were about to lead the tribe to evacuate, the wind suddenly stopped!

As the gust of wind subsided, both Firenze and Bain had expressions of surprise in their eyes.

When the wind stops, it means that the fire will not continue to spread, so they can have hope of fighting the fire!

However, before they organized their clansmen to put out the fire again, a much stronger gust of wind blew up again!

It's just that the direction of the wind has changed this time, and it began to sweep in the completely opposite direction from before, carrying a sea of ​​flames that was more violent than before, enveloping and spreading in another direction.

Bain stared blankly at the miraculous scene in front of him.

"Don't we need to relocate the tribe?"

Firenze looked at the stars in the sky in shock, and then turned his gaze to the place where the fire moved.

"The astrology has actually changed. We are fine, but judging from the direction the fire is spreading. All those spiders will be burned to death!"

(End of this chapter)