The Transfiguration professor at Hogwarts is always up for business

Harry wanted to answer that the Sorcerer's Stone is a priceless treasure, which is how it is evaluated in the book.

But this was too general, and he knew that would not be the answer Aini wanted.

Therefore, the atmosphere suddenly fell silent, and they didn't know how to answer Aini's seemingly simple question.

It's not because they can't find the answers, but because they know that none of these answers are what Aini wants.

What Aini wanted to hear was their own answer.

However, at this moment, Harry didn't know that the one who really wanted to steal the Sorcerer's Stone was actually the one who killed his parents, so he didn't have a firm mind.

So now he can't give an answer that satisfies Aini. If it weren't for Dumbledore's tricks, maybe the three of them would be persuaded by Aini to go back.

"Sorry, Aini. Maybe I can't give a definite answer for the time being. We know that the value of the Philosopher's Stone is very high, and the power of protection must not be comparable to that of a little wizard like me."

"I have no reason to guard the Sorcerer's Stone, but there is always a voice in my heart reminding me that the Sorcerer's Stone must not be obtained by 'he'. I can feel that this matter is very important to me. "

Harry's words were very sincere, but it was this calmness that made Aini speechless.

"Ani, we all know that spiritual perception is real for wizards. Even if they can't make accurate words, wizards still have some related talents. Maybe this matter is true for Harry. It's important." Coming from a wizarding family, Ron had heard many stories about it.

"Okay, come with me. Ever since Nobeta settled in the Forbidden Forest, Hagrid rarely stayed in his hut." Aini led the three of them towards the Forbidden Forest, and told them again.

"You must remember that no matter how important things are in the future, you can't let yourself ignore the safety of your life now. Don't do things rashly. If you lose your life because of this, even if this matter is really important, you will never be with me again. It doesn't matter."

"Don't worry, Aini. I will take care of the two of them." Hermione, who had been silent for a long time, agreed, and her face had returned to normal.

Hearing that Aini's eyes were a bit strange, if I remember correctly, it seems that you, the young lady, imprisoned Neville, right?

I didn't notice the strange look in Aini's eyes. After speaking again, the little witch's chatterbox seemed to be broken, and one question after another popped up.

From the answers of various exams to some doubts in learning, although Aini dealt with it relatively easily, he also felt a little dry.

"Okay, Hagrid should be right ahead." When she saw the flames in the forest, Aini couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. The little witch's desire for knowledge was a bit too strong.

Hermione still had a lot to say, and it was much easier to ask Aini a question than to look through those tomes alone.

Harry and Ron didn't care about this, the destination was in front of them, they faintly quickened their pace, and walked in front of Aini unconsciously.

"Stop!" A few minutes later, they could already hear Hagrid coaxing Norberta in a rough voice, and just when Harry and Ron were about to run forward, Ernie stopped them.

"Who is it! You'd better come out by yourself and slow down." Aini raised his wand to the shadow in front of the left.

He felt strong hostility from the opponent. If he hadn't found a centaur in the shadow, Aini would have attacked directly just now.

"Human cubs, this is not the place for you to come." A centaur walked out of the shadows, and the first thing that came into the eyes of several people was a rough face covered with beards on its chin. The strong physique that is rare among wizards is also revealed.

There was an open silver armband on the centaur's left arm, and with his thick, muscular arm, it looked as if it had been suddenly squeezed by an explosive force.

"Bain, this place doesn't seem to be the range of activities of the centaur." Aini didn't have a good look at this centaur who had always been hostile to wizards.

In fact, after seeing Bain, he had already considered whether to subdue this guy before starting a conversation.

The uninvited male centaur in front of him looked very aggressive. He not only brought the bow and arrow that the centaur used to hunt, but also tightly held a spear as thick as a goose egg in his right hand.

Cooperating with the hostility constantly emanating from him, Aini was a little worried about what kind of crazy move this weak-headed guy would make. It would be bad if he accidentally injured the little wizard, which would probably lead to the decline of the centaur tribe in the Forbidden Forest.

"Hmph, so it's Professor Scamander. The Forbidden Forest is the territory of the centaurs, and the wizards can't control the centaurs."

Before the Dark Ages, the centaur population had a very brief period of prosperity. Although it soon declined, some centaurs still could not recognize the reality, lost in the glory of their ancestors, and were depressed by the current situation of the race uneven.

"laugh."

Annie couldn't help laughing.

"Bane, the Forbidden Forest is not the territory of the centaur. You and I should know this in our hearts. If the little wizard is not present, I don't mind discussing this issue with you, but please leave now."

"Full of nonsense, before Hogwarts was established, we..." Hearing this, Bane shouted angrily, and took a step forward, waving his spear, and then...

He was then hung upside down from a tree.

The normally quiet vines entangled him tightly with a more violent gesture than Bane, and even took off his weapon during the binding.

Aini intends to tell Bain to be honest for a while. After all, the centaur is a race handed down from ancient times. Some tricks can pose a threat to wizards, especially when he has three children by his side.

"Sorry Bain, you are too dangerous and must be subdued." Aini said to Bain seriously.

"Let go of me, despicable wizard, have the guts to have a real contest." Bain struggled in mid-air, do you hear what you're saying in human language?What do you mean I'm too dangerous to be subdued?

Also, I was already in such danger, how did I get hung up suddenly?

Aini's kindness would never be used on such things, no matter what the wizard obtained from other ethnic groups in the early years, and no matter what means he used.

He only knows one thing, as a member of the modern wizarding community, everyone enjoys the shadow of their ancestors all the time.

If it weren't for their hard work in the past, the current situation of the wizards is still unknown, and it is even unknown whether human beings are still the mainstream race in the world.

Those individuals or groups that are opposed to the wizard camp have only one identity in Aini's heart, and that is the enemy.

But now the centaurs are like sea lions in the Muggle world, similar to endangered protected animals, some are close to humans, cute and cute; some are wild and unruly, and occasionally show aggressiveness.

Ernie couldn't be bothered with the Ministry of Magic for killing a centaur.

"Keep quiet, Mr. Bain." Before Aini finished speaking, a vine wrapped around Bain's head, sealing his mouth shut.

"I will let you go after the little wizard leaves, but you can let go of half of it now."

After speaking, Aini waved back most of the vines, leaving only one looped around Bane's front legs twice, fixing them to the overgrown branches, and then tied the hind legs in the same way, and finally drooped, and the tail Tangled together and bound his hands.