Spell Players at Hogwarts

Just as there are no two identical people in the world, even if they are twins or siblings, the differences are obvious due to the different expressions of the same genes.

For example, the bay red horse Bain looks bitter and resentful all day long, and his little sister...

"Are you sure you centaurs don't have unicorn blood in you?" Lynch paused and said, since there are warriors among wizards who can be infected with dragon pox, then centaurs with more similar physiological structures...

"Don't be kidding. If you slander Alf like this, she will be angry." Nia giggled, an extremely evil aura bouncing up and down with Nia's movements, but the bright car headlights were Cedric was momentarily distracted.

Qiu glanced at Cedric silently, and then at Lynch who was calm. Sure enough, it would take a few years of research to know whether it was suitable.

"Alf, is it the unicorn in the Forbidden Forest?"

"Of course, she is my good friend."

"Then you still say that you have nothing to do with unicorns." Lynch turned over the bonfire and then took out a section of prepared crab legs.

"Would you like some? Scottish terrestrial soft-shell crab. It tastes great. Firenze said he liked it after eating it."

Lynch looked at Nia sincerely. The centaur girl's face was very beautiful even in human aesthetics, but because of her excessively foul figure, Nia's basic score increased without limit.

The perfectly symmetrical mountains outline an astonishing arc, while the valleys between the mountains are like an abyss that can hide everything...

Anyway, it shouldn’t be a problem to take out the Sand Eagle, right?

This may be the charm of wildness. Anyway, many people cannot resist the temptation of cat-eared girls.

"Don't try to lie to me." Nia stomped her feet cutely, "These are the legs of the Acromantula."

"Oh, you are so smart." Lynch said nonchalantly, "But now they change their name to Scottish terrestrial soft-shell crabs, that's what I said."

"This……"

"Sit down, Nia, he was the one who rescued Bain." Firenze shook his head. If Lynch and Nia were talking according to the way they talked, there would probably be nothing else to say that night.

"Well, also, this tastes really good."

"Okay..." Nia paused, then bowed slightly to Lynch, "Thank you for saving Brother Bain."

"They're all...all friends, as they should be, as they should be." Lynch rubbed his eyes and didn't blink for a long time. If you were Superman, his eyes would be sore.

"That's not what you said before." Flinda beeped in a low voice. She glanced at Nia with the high beam on with deep resentment, and then quietly held... rubbed... and patted the bear's mouth twice. Down.

"Why..." Flinda said coyly, and then after realizing that everyone was looking at her, the little witch seemed to give up on something completely.

"Why don't you wear clothes?" Flinda's little face turned red. "This... this is very... even if you wear underwear."

(Wouldn’t that be more exciting?)

"This is different." Nia shook her head, "We are born naked, and we will eventually be naked. Everything is inseparable from nature, so respecting your body is the best way to embrace nature. .”

Nia said matter-of-factly, while puffing out her chest.

This is the world of the horse people. They believe in the power of nature and feel the guidance of the stars. They are not without a sense of shame if they don’t wear clothes. At best, it can be regarded as the characteristic culture of the horse people.

"Hmph..." Flinda snorted softly. Although she wanted to say something, but considering the impression point, a female centaur...she, what kind of threat could she pose?

"By the way, Nia, you said you are the reserve priest of the tribe. What do you need to do? Dance?"

"It's considered part of it." Nia took a bite of the crab leg, and a little bit of barbecue ingredients fell from the girl's mouth and was caught perfectly.

"Learn some astrology and characters, mix the herbs, and then preside over the inscription of the runes." Nia said without warning, "Some time ago, I was in charge of the inscription of the new-born child."

"Nia." Firenze smiled bitterly and opened his mouth, but the innocent centaur girl obviously didn't have so many twists and turns.

"Then you're awesome." Lynch glanced at Firenze with disgust. Now, this gentle centaur was too much of a hindrance.

"I think so too, but the old priest always scolds me." Nia stuck out her tongue, then shook the crab legs in her hand.

"Your herbal medicines... do centaurs also brew magic potions?"

"It's just some simple prevention." Nia said casually, "It may not be as many as your wizard's potions, but many of them are interesting combinations."

Nia seemed to be in a good mood when she said this. After all, she had no one to show off her achievements in the centaurs tribe.

"For example, to drive away the cold, that is, the cold in your mouth, although it is not immediate, the herbal medicine I brewed can provide long-lasting protection." The centaur girl said excitedly, "And there's more, old man The priest also said that compiling inscriptions also requires some special liquids, but I haven't fully learned it yet."

"This is already great." Lynch said seriously, while Firenze patted his head with a headache.

If Bain were here, he would definitely blow up the temple, right?

Therefore, the basic education of horse people should indeed be strengthened.

Fortunately, Lynch was also more measured and did not discuss more issues about centaur magic with Nia.

As the bonfire party progressed, the surrounding atmosphere became more and more lively.

A jar of Tanmaren's special fruit wine was brought up. Although it was said to be fruit wine, drinking it would at best be regarded as...a slightly alcoholic drink?

Qiu's little face was red, and she didn't know whether it was because of the bonfire or something else. She and Flinda cuddled together. The excitement of secretly breaking the rules made the two little witches intoxicated.

Cedric finally paid no attention to Qiu. He seemed to be a little drunk. He was holding an unknown barbecue in one hand and holding the wine jar with the other hand. He just sat cross-legged and watched Lynch and Nia leaning against each other. getting closer.

The outside world is very exciting, and this is simply fatal to the attraction of the centaur girl. Talking and hugging have become the basic way of communication.

In fact, Lynch's young body was no better than other little wizards. Until the light of the fire became hazy, Lynch felt a little confused lying in an embrace filled with the aroma of earth and barbecue. The heavy fruit was pressed firmly on his head.