HP Magic Biography

Who are you?

This is really a good question. Fan Lin couldn't help but look to the left. He knew the leading centaur warrior, and he should be called Margaret.

The centaur was leaving the encirclement and coming towards them. Like the other centaurs, he held his bow aloft.

Umbridge on Fan Lin's right was still trembling, and the wand she pointed at the centaur in front of her was shaking violently.

I ask who you are, human, Margaret said roughly.

I am Dorelos Jane Umbridge! said Umbridge in her shrill, frightened voice, Senior Undersecretary for Magic and Deputy Headmaster and Senior Inspector of Hogwarts. .”

You're from the Ministry of Magic? said Margaret, as many of the centaurs in the encirclement moved frantically.

That's right! Umbridge raised his voice even higher, So be careful! According to the regulations issued by the Department of Management and Regulation of Magical Creatures, any hybrid creature like you that attacks humans is...

What do you call us?

A wild-looking black centaur roared, and Fan Lin recognized him immediately. He was Bailey, a qualified centaur warrior. It was this guy who blocked Fan Lin from communicating last time.

I have to admit, he has a bad temper.

There was an angry growl around them, and densely packed bows and arrows were pointed at them.

Don't call them that! said Hermione eagerly, but Umbridge didn't seem to have heard her. Still trembling, she pointed her wand at Margaret, and continued, Item 'B' of the fifteenth decree clearly states: 'Any attack on humans by any magical creature believed to have intelligence close to that of humans... '

'Nearly human intelligence'? Margery repeated, and Bailey and the other centaurs roared angrily, kicking hard on the ground with their soles. We consider this a great insult to us, humans! Our intelligence, thank God, is far superior to humans!

What are you doing in our woods? a grim-looking gray centaur yelled at them. Why are you here?

Your woods? Umbridge was not only trembling with fear now, she looked a little angry: I want to remind you that you can live here because the Ministry of Magic has allowed you to be in a certain area...

Suddenly an arrow flew towards her head,

Into her rat-smelling hair. She let out a deafening scream and threw her hands over her head.

Some of the centaurs growled approvingly, others laughed hoarsely. Their wild, neighing laughter echoed across the dimly lit clearing, and their hooves were terrifying to watch.

Now, whose wood is this, human? Bailey bellowed.

Fifty mongrels! she screamed, her hands still firmly on her head. Beasts! Rebellious animals!

Shut up! Hermione yelled. But it's too late.

Umbridge pointed his wand at Margory and yelled, Bind!

Ropes flew from mid-air like thick snakes, automatically binding the centaur's body so tightly that his arms could not move. He let out a roar, stood up on his hind legs, and tried to break free from the shackles, and the other centaurs were all moved.

Fan Lin grabbed Hermione, pulled her aside, and leaned against a tree with her.

Umbridge did one very bad thing, which was to piss off these centaurs.

She and he felt terror for a moment as the clatter of hooves sounded like thunder around Umbridge.

Centaurs snarled and screamed angrily from beside them.

No~~~! he heard Umbridge scream, No~~~~. I'm a Senior Deputy Minister, you can't...! Let me go, you brutes. No~~~~~ !

Fan Lin saw a flash of red light, so he knew that she was resisting in the center just now.

I have to admit that Umbridge is really too short, or, these centaurs are too big, blocking the picture tightly.

Oh, this is too bad. Hermione said a little disappointed.

Or we can go up! Fan Lin wrapped Hermione's waist with one hand, and in just a split second, the two of them sat on the branch.

Oh, it's much clearer here. Hermione nodded in satisfaction.

The angle of view here is very clear, they can clearly see that Umbridge is surrounded by a bunch of centaurs, and a pink mask covers Umbridge's body, as if trying to push these centaurs out, But this seems a bit reluctant. Although these centaur warriors don't often fight human wizards, they also know how to identify and avoid danger.

It was only a matter of time before Umbridge was caught.

Suddenly, Fan Lin saw that Bailey's hand broke through Umbridge's protection. In an instant, Umbridge was picked up by Bailey's clothes, as if he was carrying a chicken...

Uh... wait, this size... baby pig?

Umbridge kept resisting, as if he wanted to get himself down, but the gap in strength was too great.

Umbridge kept waving her wand, one after another of red lights flashed, and she wanted to knock down all these people.

Let go of me, you bastards. Umbridge poked Bailey's hand with his wand, Avada...

Oh, no, no, no, this is impossible. Fan Lin shook his head, and in just a split second, the Disarming Curse hit Umbridge's arm condescendingly, and immediately, Umbridge's wand fell from her hand. fell to the ground.

Then, a centaur crushed the wand with its foot.

After a while, Umbridge completely gave up resistance, a wizard without a wand, in front of the centaur.

What do they do? one of the centaurs asked.

We don't attack foals, let alone... Bailey said, looking at Fan Lin in the tree.

I think you should figure out the situation, Bailey, or teach the people in your tribe. Fan Lin jumped off the tree with Hermione in his arms.

Or, do you want to attack me as well?

That's a stupid idea, wizard, Bailey repeated.

The people who asked the question before seemed a little impatient, I'm not talking about them, I'm talking about the people from the Ministry of Magic.

Oh, is she?

Oh, help me, Fan Lin, we are...

We are just enemies, Professor Umbridge! Fan Lin touched his nose.

You can deal with her whatever you want. For those who insult people and horses, I believe your tribe has its own set of methods, but before that...

Fan Lin stepped forward, aimed at Umbridge with his wand, and a magical light approached Umbridge's body.

what did you do to me……

Umbridge screamed, looking very flustered.

No, I just think that a prisoner should naturally enjoy the treatment of Azkaban. I just sealed your magic power...