Hogwarts from another world

"Yes, those damn centaurs," Professor Kettleburn complained loudly:

"Since almost two months ago, they have frequently left the territory assigned to them by Professor Grindelwald... frequently violated the Forbidden Forest belonging to Hogwarts... This is a crime!"

"My father has always believed," Draco Malfoy suddenly interrupted, "that those centaurs should have been hanged because they sided with the dark wizards in the war fifty years ago. of……"

"Yes!" Professor Kettleburn agreed, nodding vigorously, "If it weren't for Professor Grindelwald's kindness... in the end, they would have completely forgotten all the things in the past! This is unforgivable! "

Professor Kettleburn seemed to be very interested in Professor Malfoy, and they soon started chatting about centaurs.

The group began to officially enter the Forbidden Forest.

……

The originally narrow path in the Forbidden Forest has been completely covered by heavy snow.

Fortunately, the soil was frozen solid, and as long as we didn't step into the bushes, it didn't seem to make any difference which way we walked.

As Professor Kettleburn said, in the Forbidden Forest, the thickness of the snow on the ground is much thinner than outside the Forbidden Forest, so walking is not as difficult as outside.

"Where should we go!" Theodore Nott looked around in fear and asked.

Obviously, this child seems to have some psychological shadow about the Forbidden Forest.

"There is no need to worry," Professor Kettleburn said calmly, "Let's find a guide first, follow me..."

Matthew suddenly remembered the smart "cat nugget" he met a year ago when he first set foot in the Forbidden Forest with Professor Kettleburn... Its name seemed to be "Tom" "...

Perhaps this is the "guide" Professor Kettleburn refers to? Or maybe it's the same kind of creature!

The heavy snow weighed down the branches of the trees in the Forbidden Forest, and from time to time a large pile of snow would fall on their heads... Crabbe was very unlucky, and a large pile of snow hit him on the head, almost knocking him over. His eyes were filled with stars.

So much so that Professor Kettleburn had to stop, help him up, and use a recovery spell on him.

After some delay, they moved on.

Since it was the dead of winter, I didn't see any animals along the way... Most of the animals, or magical animals, seemed to have fallen into hibernation.

"The Forbidden Forest is actually very safe in winter, and those 'dangerous' animals will not come out at this time..." Professor Kettleburn explained.

Then Professor Kettleburn began to whistle in a frivolous tone.

I have to say, the sound is particularly unpleasant!

They had to cover their ears…

……

After about ten minutes——

"Strange!" Professor Kettleburn suddenly stopped and looked around suspiciously.

"What's wrong, Professor?" Matthew frowned and asked quickly.

"Nothing, maybe it's been too cold recently, and my guide has also hibernated..." Professor Kettleburn explained, "Let's move on!"

Matthew let out a breath and formed a mist of water in front of him... At the same time, he quietly pulled out his wand from his waist.

"Professor Kettleburn!" Goyle suddenly stopped, squatted on the ground and observed something for a while, then pointed at it and shouted loudly, "Look here, Professor..."

"What's wrong, kid?" Professor Kettleburn came over curiously.

"Look at this... does it look like a horseshoe..." Gower said excitedly.

What Gregory Gore was pointing to was a large stone; on the snow on the stone, there was a horseshoe-like mark——

The imprint is very blurry, and it can be seen that it is old; and the stone is right under a tall English oak, so the imprint on it is preserved... The imprints in other places may have been covered by new snow.

"Yes, this is the evidence!" Professor Kettleburn looked very excited, "Well done!"

He quickly took out a glass frame from the backpack behind him, then used his prosthetic limb to wave the wand and his only normal hand to assist, and transferred the horse hoof prints on the snow to the glass frame... Just like a Muggle They make specimens the same way.

Professor Kettleburn's movements were very skillful and did not damage the integrity of the "specimen" at all... After finishing, he also cast a spell on the "specimen" to prevent the ice and snow inside from melting!

"This is a piece of evidence!" he said with satisfaction. "On Christmas Day, I will present it to Professor Grindelwald and Professor Rosier... I believe they will be very concerned about the recent bad behavior of the centaurs. , feel angry!”

Gore raised his head very proudly.

"Well done, kid!" Professor Kettleburn patted him on the shoulder, "Let's keep looking... there must be evidence!"

"Would you like to search separately?" Vincent Crabbe suggested.

Obviously, Crabbe felt a little dissatisfied with Gower's "showing off".

"Good idea!" Professor Kettleburn agreed, "Take out your wands and practice... If anyone finds useful traces or encounters trouble, just fire red sparks and we will come to find you... …”

"...Okay, everyone, be more careful...don't stay too far away, let's go!"

……

Crabbe and Goyle seemed to be in high spirits and quickly dispersed.

Matthew was obviously unwilling to be separated from the large army, because he always felt that there seemed to be some "crisis" hidden in this seemingly peaceful Forbidden Forest...

The same goes for Malfoy and Nott... Malfoy may have the same idea as Matthew, but as for Nott, he is obviously still afraid of the Forbidden Forest.

The sun has risen, and the white snow is slightly dazzling... At the same time, there is silence in the Forbidden Forest, except for the sounds made by these "intruders".

Matthew was searching the ground aimlessly, without any purpose.

In fact, he felt that after the heavy snowfall of the past few days, it would be difficult to find any traces of centaur activities... Gore just now was just lucky!

Nott was not far away from Matthew. He always turned his head nervously and looked around. He looked uncomfortable, as if someone was watching him.

"Matthew, look! Red sparks!" Suddenly, Nott shouted loudly, almost startling Matthew.

But this also made Matthew see red sparks soon... He nodded, "Let's go there!"

The two passed through the snow-covered bushes; not far before they encountered Draco Malfoy.

Obviously, Malfoy, like them, was also attracted by the red sparks...

The three of them continued on together.

Five minutes later, when they arrived at a frozen stream, they met Crabbe there.

Obviously, that red light was emitted by him.

"What's going on?" Malfoy asked loudly.

Vincent Crabbe was sitting on the ground, with a hint of fear in his voice!

"Look...look quickly..."

Looking in the direction Crabbe pointed, they saw a very cruel scene——

Above the frozen stream, a withered branch stretched discordantly.

There is a rope tied to the branch, and a black thing hangs from the rope...

"Is that...a cat?" Malfoy asked tremblingly.

To be precise, it is not actually a cat... Its body is a bit larger than an ordinary cat, its ears are also particularly big, and its teeth are sharper... Its neck is hung on a rope, and its body is completely He was frozen, his eyes wide open, looking straight at them.

Matthew stood there motionless for several seconds.

"Is it... is it dead... this cat..." Nott asked tremblingly behind him.

"It seems so..." Matthew said with a solemn expression, "But this is not a cat... but a catnives..."

……

"Children, have you discovered anything?" Professor Kettleburn quickly ran over and shouted, "I saw your sparks..."

His voice was excited.

"Look at that, Professor..." Crabbe trembled, pointing to the cat naccoon hanging on the tree, "Can that be considered evidence?"

"What is that..." Professor Kettleburn leaned over——

Professor Kettleburn's voice stopped, and he stayed there.

Soon, a painful expression appeared on his face:

"No...Tom..."

Professor Kettleburn quickly ran over and got down the hanging cat nives...

But it was obviously too late... The cat was as stiff as a hard board. It had been dead for a long time.

Except for Matthew, the other Slytherin students looked at each other in confusion.

"What's wrong...what's wrong here..." Goyle was the last one to run over, and he asked breathlessly.

"This is a warning!" Professor Kettleburn said suddenly.

"Warning?" Several students were stunned.

"Those centaurs..." Professor Kettleburn said as he put the dead catnives into his backpack.

His voice calmed down and seemed a little scary at the same time: "Killing my guide so unscrupulously... This is not an ordinary restlessness... This is a riot!"

There was silence, and the few students were so frightened that no one dared to speak again.

Matthew looked around, and all he could hear was the sound of dead winter leaves rustling in the wind.

"Yes... this is a riot... we have to get out of here!" Professor Kettleburn said, shaking his head again, "No, you have to get out of here!"

"Quickly... follow your footsteps and return to Hogwarts..." the Professor of Care of Magical Creatures ordered loudly, his voice full of majesty, "You have to hurry up, otherwise those rebellious centaurs are coming! After returning to Hogwarts, tell Professor Rosier everything that happened here, and I will stay here!"

Crabbe and Goyle had not yet realized what had happened.

Matthew ran away without hesitation, following the way he came.

Matthew had already guessed this when Professor Kettleburn told them about the strangeness of the centaurs... But he didn't expect that the centaurs' uprising would come so suddenly!

Malfoy was only half a beat slower than Matthew, and he quickly caught up behind Matthew.

Then came Nott.

Finally, there are the two fat guys Crabbe and Goyle.

……

The footprints on the snow became a little confusing.

This is mainly because they were running around looking for the centaur's marks before, and ended up making a mess of the footprints they came from.

Matthew relied on his memory as much as possible and returned the way he came.

There is something faintly moving in the surrounding bushes... They are very large and there are many of them...

In every bush, there was a faint sound of horse hooves trampling on the snow... as if they were surrounded by centaurs.

Malfoy shakily pulled his wand from his belt.

"Don't use magic!" Matthew shouted, startling Malfoy and dropping the wand in his hand.

Judging from the current situation, they seem to have been surrounded by those centaurs...

Matthew didn't think that these two-legged creatures could outrun the four-legged centaurs... and with the magic of the second-year students, they couldn't possibly be the opponent of hundreds of centaurs.

Instead of provoking them with a few meaningless spells, the most rational choice now is to just surrender.

After all, the tradition of horse people is not to harm young foals. Even if it falls into their hands, there is still a possibility of survival.

Another tradition of the horse people is that they hate magic. Once they rashly resist and hurt them, they are likely to be trampled to death by horse hooves.

Malfoy and the others naturally didn't quite understand Matthew's thoughts; but after being together for so long, Matthew still had a bit of a deterrent effect in their hearts... Nott, Crabbe and Goyle didn't dare to take out their wands.

……

Finally, a huge creature suddenly jumped out of the bushes on one side.

A centaur and half-horse creature... it is human from the waist up, with a black beard and hair, but below the waist it is the body of a horse, with a horse tail trailing behind it.

Then came the second, third...

More and more centaurs appeared around them. Even if they only appeared within their sight, there would be at least twenty...

The centaurs were running towards them.

They will soon have no choice but to escape!

"Ah——" Suddenly an angry shout came from behind Matthew and the others.

It was Professor Kettleburn's voice.

Then not far behind them, an oak tree that was at least ten meters high was cut in half by something unknown... It happened that shortly after Matthew passed by, the centaurs were chasing after him.

Several centaurs were crushed under the oak tree, groaning in pain.

At the same time, the way forward for the centaurs was temporarily blocked.

Professor Kettleburn waved his wand angrily.

At the same time, the two prosthetics on his legs helped him fly through the snow in the Forbidden Forest at an incredible speed...