This Hogwarts is not normal

If the reproduction speed of the giant arachnid is not controlled, the Forbidden Forest may become a large copy in ten years or so.

BOSS Aragog, hidden BOSS Hagrid.

Under the cold eyes of many horsemen, Vincent first took a deep breath, and then straightened his waist.

"Hagrid, I don't think you can favor Aragog any longer."

"But they're all just kids—"

"No no no, you know I almost die every time I come here?"

Even though Hagrid was covered by his long beard, Vincent could still see that he was curling his lips.

"I think the term invasion of species should also be used in the wizarding world."

The horsemen nodded one after another.

For thousands of years in the Forbidden Forest of Hogwarts, no species can be found everywhere.

"But they just want to survive."

"They need it too!"

Hearing Vincent's righteous words, Hagrid wiped his eyes aggrieved.

People are selfish, unless they are saints.

Why are stray cats and dogs on the roadside neutered?

It's not that I'm afraid that the number will increase.

Cruel?

If you are not cruel to them, you are cruel to yourself.

Hagrid understood, but he felt that the status quo was fine.

"I'll tell Aragog to restrain him—"

"Impossible." Vincent shook his head in disappointment, "Even if he doesn't want to become the king of the Forbidden Forest, it's hard to guarantee that his many descendants don't have this idea."

"What do you want me to do?" Hagrid wiped away his tears, and looked warily at the centaur around him.

If reasoning doesn't work, there is only one last way left.

Than the size of a fist!

Vincent took off his school robe, "Let's also make a bet.

If you win, you have to agree to one condition;

If I lose, I will never trouble the acromant again. "

"Okay!" Hagrid rubbed his hands, seemingly completely relieved.

Vincent came to Margaret first, "Dear centaur leader, may I invite you as a witness?"

"of course can."

Bane came over anxiously, "Are you serious? Hagrid is very strong, and his bow and arrow skills are no lower than mine."

"I will win." Vincent rolled up his sleeves confidently, "And I don't intend to compete with him in shooting."

But if he was not completely convinced, Hagrid would not obediently agree according to Hagrid's character.

"Can I borrow something?"

Margery raised his hand sideways, "You are our friend, just ask for anything you need."

Vincent only needed two logs and some red berry powder.

He used Polymorph to conjure two wooden swords, and then spread the powder evenly with the Levitation Charm.

Bane nodded secretly.

Judging from the bladed firearm, it should also be quite good at melee weapons.

"One point for each dust on the other side, ten points in total."

Hagrid squeezed the wooden sword, which was not as thick as his little finger, "Can I get bigger?"

"up to you."

He shaped the wooden sword to his own size.

One inch long, one inch strong;

An inch short, an inch dangerous.

But this is the magical world, and Vincent is facing a half-blood giant.

Although the horse people are not optimistic about him, they really admire his courage.

Among the crowd of onlookers, a centaur turned and left.

He has platinum-blonde hair, blue eyes like sapphires, and a fawn body from the waist down.

"Firenze, don't you take a look?"

A centaur stopped him.

"The planets have long revealed the results."

The centaur stopped where he was, and then looked at Vincent who was doing warm-up exercises in surprise.

Astrology is often vague and does not yield a precise answer.

The strongest in the tribe, of course, is the leader Margaret.

The third human to gain the friendship of a centaur...

Firenze left, but he just didn't join in the fun.

Vincent did a long warm-up exercise.

It's not that he wants to procrastinate, but there are too many female horses around.

According to "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them", centaurs are species that don't like to wear clothes.

Fortunately, they all have disheveled hair, otherwise it would be really difficult.

Dumbledore is highly respected, and his magic power is so strong that he should be able to automatically filter out some things that shouldn't be seen.

Hagrid was rougher than them, and he probably had feelings for the giantess.

The horse people are all strong and strong.

The horse girl is much better-looking than Pansy anyway.

Vincent still thought of a way to resist this wild and natural beauty.

Occlumency, plus Social Occupation.

He straddled his feet, inserted the wooden sword vertically into the ground in front of him, and leaned on the hilt with both hands.

Facing Hagrid, who had a huge gap in height, size and strength, this kind of performance stunned most of the centaurs.

Seeing that both sides were ready, Margery raised his right hand high.

"preparation--

start! "

Hagrid was not intimidated, and raised his hand and swung the wooden sword sideways.

Vincent held the sword in both hands very fast, and ran forward very fast.

He leaned upwards at a 45-degree angle, half squatting and resting the wooden sword on his head.

It's not a competition of magic, everything has to be done according to the laws of physics.

The disparity in strength is too great, but skills can recover some of the disadvantages.

Seeing that his wooden sword was firmly blocked, Hagrid quickly pressed down hard.

The idea is pure and the approach is very direct.

Vincent turned the wooden sword slightly horizontally with both hands, and dodged sideways.

Then he ran forward again.

Under the exclamation of the centaurs, his wooden sword touched Hagrid's big foot that had just been raised.

Giants are often dull and cumbersome, and the areas where hybrids can improve are extremely limited.

Scoring ten points before exhaustion is the only chance to win.

Hagrid obviously knew this too.

So instead of attacking, he started defending.

This is not a duel of life and death, but a game of scoring.

Margaret closed her eyes as if she had expected it.

When it opened again, Vincent went around behind and scored another point.

He raised the corner of his mouth slightly, smiling at Hagrid who kept turning around.

Leo is sunny, enthusiastic, confident, generous, and brave.

Children born on the first day are the best among them.

Bane, who had very average astrology, seemed to see something.

"Boss, the recent abnormal brightness of Mars, does it herald the coming of war?"

"Yes, that's why I agreed to move the territory."

"We want to unite with humans?"

Margery didn't answer this question directly, "No matter how bright Mars is, it's always less than one-ten-thousandth of the sun."

The ruler of Leo is the Sun.

Startled, Bane turned his neck stiffly.

Vincent's wooden sword just touched Hagrid's thigh.

If this continues, there will be no suspense in the outcome.

"Bain, your astrology is too bad." Margaret's eyes were full of meaning.

punish?

I'm afraid it's not a reward!

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