Hogwarts White Knight

Chapter 85 Changes in the Forbidden Forest

Strangely enough, since Gawain made his decision that night, it seems that the whole world has changed, and for the better.

This is not only reflected in the fact that Holly has a very reliable instructor, but also that he can learn real wizard dueling skills from Lupine once a week and master many new spells. What's more, he finds that he is more motivated to Facing the increasingly heavy learning pressure.

Of course, when they woke up early the next morning, they saw the two Weasley brothers being commanded by Filch, working hard to clean the troublesome spiral staircase, which was undoubtedly an important part of it.

At a time when even Professor Binns has added extra homework, joy is such a precious asset.

"Okay! Gawain! Stop laughing!"

Hermione suddenly turned Gawain's elbow and took out the wand with her right hand, as if if he didn't return to normal, she would add a spell to stop him.

"You've been giggling ever since just now! Did you hear what I said!"

She lowered her voice and complained dissatisfiedly. Gawain suddenly fell into a sluggish state like just now, and then smiled stupidly, not once or twice.

If he could have used his rich imagination to explain when he was staring at Professor Binns, the Fat Friar, and Professor Flitwick before, but just now he was staring intently at Pansy Perkins of Slytherin. , even the scrambled eggs on the fork fell on the table...

This is really creepy.

"Sorry, sorry. Jane, what were you talking about just now?"

Gawain scratched his head. He didn't know why, but he had been feeling very relaxed these past few days. There was always a slight flow of heat surging in the body, and the body seemed to become much more relaxed, and even the world in front of him became more colorful.

He was aware of this situation and went to consult someone.

——But the result is not ideal.

Professor Lupine smiled at him inexplicably and suggested that he should not spend too long in the library and spend more time with friends; Professor Snape went too far and opened the door rudely and told him to get out.

"Mr. White, if you have so much energy, why don't you help Mr. Filch clean the school! Maybe you will find your place there!"

As he spoke, Snape's sallow face made the old man grow taller.

"I mean, Professor Flitwick's dueling lesson is tonight! Merlin's leggings, I really don't know what he will teach! Will it be some advanced spells?"

Hermione said quickly, she had been looking forward to this for days.

"If I were you, I wouldn't have such thoughts... Just think about it, in the Charms class, a flying spell almost blew up the classroom..."

Gawain shook his head, leaned forward, and took some more roasted tomatoes for himself.

Already having Professor Lupine's personal tutelage, he no longer had much need for dueling lessons. Lupine's classes are very practical and stressful.

——Not only the aspect of spell skills, but also the thinking during duel, and more importantly.

A reserve of knowledge during a duel.

He never knew that in addition to the Unforgivable Curse, a well-placed transformation spell could also break the Iron Armor Protection Curse. Many originally harmless spells, or some evil spells with limited power, can create surprising effects after proper combination.

"But speaking of which, what are the other instructors doing?"

Gawain suddenly thought.

He only knew that Lupine would help Professor Snape share part of the Defense Against the Dark Arts course, and the eldest Effia Dogo became the substitute professor of the Care of Magical Creatures course. As for the others, there were some Elusive.

Even Hagrid was busy, and Gawain had only seen him once this week, at dinner.

Suddenly the windows of the auditorium were opened, and a large number of owls came in, looking for recipients of the letters tied to their legs. Two of them jumped onto Gawain's table, and in tacit agreement, they raised their legs together and asked Gawain to take them off.

"One is Miranda's reply, and the other is...Professor Dumbledore?"

Gawain suddenly felt a little curious.

He hadn't seen Dumbledore in the castle for several days in a row, whether it was breakfast or dinner. It must be that things in the Forbidden Forest involved too much of his energy.

Open the envelope with a table knife to reveal two sheets of parchment.

He unfolded the smaller one.

"Gawain,

Eight o'clock in the evening, foyer.

your Dumbledore

Also: Please be sure to bring that cloak.”

The intricate handwriting was undoubtedly Dumbledore's, and the other slightly larger piece of parchment was a certificate granting him special permission to enter the Forbidden Forest.

"It looks like I won't be able to attend the dueling class tonight."

Gawain put the letter away, picked out some pistachios, peeled them and fed them to the two little guys, making them jump with joy.

The day's class passed quickly.

Walking out of the History of Magic classroom, Gawain rubbed his eyes that were red and swollen from sleep, said goodbye to Harry and the others, and headed to the foyer. Although he didn't know why Dumbledore wanted him to wear the invisibility cloak, Gawain obediently asked Harry to borrow it.

When Gawain came to the hall, Dumbledore and the witch named Emmeline Vance had already arrived.

"Dumbledore, all I can say is that the situation there is not good. Deep in the forest..." She lowered her voice and paused briefly, as if looking for the right words.

"You really should go take a look. No matter what those things are, their size must be..." She suddenly stopped talking and looked sharply in the direction of the castle, "Who is it!"

"Ah, Gawain, you are here. Emmeline, please allow me to introduce you. He is Gawain White. He will join us on our journey to the Forbidden Forest tonight, although it is only part of it."

Dumbledore's beard trembled and he said with a smile. Fawkes, the phoenix on his shoulders, raised his head proudly.

That seems to be its greeting.

After Gawain greeted the witch named Emmeline, Dumbledore took them towards the Forbidden Forest. The goal of Gawain's "travel" tonight is to go to the tribe of centaurs.

He has solved the problem of the spiders, now it is time to collect debts.

The three of them walked around, and Dumbledore stopped from time to time, as if checking something. His gaze seemed to be able to penetrate through the layers of dense branches and leaves, all the way to the farthest point.

"Gawain, I think you should be able to see a little difference in the Forbidden Forest, right?"

Professor Dumbledore suddenly looked at Gawain and said.

"Professor, do you mean these... lines?"

Gawain answered somewhat hesitantly, and finally resisted the desire to peek at Emmeline's expression. At Dumbledore's request, he had put on the invisibility cloak, which made Dumbledore turn his head and look at his movements, as if he was talking to a tree.

Bizarre and eerie.

Gawain did see that there were some more thin lines that looked like dark red in the sky above the Forbidden Forest. They take on an eerie translucency that cannot be traced to source or orientation.

But if Gawain had to guess, he would say that these threads are somewhat like spider webs.

It's just more sparse.

"Is that so? He's not a forgiving employer, you know. So he needs it all the more."

Dumbledore sighed.

His words had no beginning or end, which made Emmeline frown, as if she couldn't understand it at all. But Gawain understands. He has never forgotten the vision he had that night.

They walked towards the centaurs' village. Along the way, no one spoke anymore, only the twinkling lights at the tops of the two wands and the occasional sound of stepping on fallen leaves revealed their presence.

Depressed, they walked onto a deliberately reserved forest path, and at the end of the path, Margery was already waiting. Most of his tall body was hidden in the shadows, and on his back was a large and rather exaggerated bow.

"Margery, good evening."

Gawain took off his invisibility cloak, revealing himself.

"Dumbledore, you can leave."

Margery blinked, as if wanting to confirm how Gawain appeared.

"See you."

Dumbledore nodded and turned around to leave. Emmeline walked closely behind him, her right arm holding the wand half bent at her waist.

Gawain, who had been trained by Lupin, had already recognized that it was the most cautious way to hold it during a duel. Once needed, the wand can be thrust forward directly to release a magic spell to counter the opponent.

Margery and Gawain watch them leave.

"Wait! Dumbledore!" the burly centaur suddenly shouted, "There is not much time left! You must move faster!"

Dumbledore stopped for a moment, then continued walking forward, and their figures finally disappeared into the dense forest.

"Follow me."

Margery was obviously not interested in chatting with Gawain such as "Have you eaten tonight? What did you eat? How was your school life?" Instead, she dropped a sentence abruptly and turned around to lead the way.

"Lumos."

Gawain took out his wand, lit it, quickened his pace, and walked slightly behind Margaery. Under the fluorescent light, he discovered that Margery's condition was definitely not good.

——The exposed skin is covered with large and small scars, some have healed, and some are still bleeding.

"It's all thanks to your wizards that even this forest is no longer safe. But this is the territory of the centaurs. Those filthy bastards should never set foot!"

Margery snorted.

After turning several corners in the dense forest, Gawain finally saw the "settlement" he visited last time.

But here things have changed dramatically.

Many sharp wooden pillars made of horses were placed outside the entrance. Many horsemen stood at the door, all carrying bows and arrows, ready for battle.

"The war is about to begin."

Suddenly, an idea flashed through Gawain's mind.

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