Mysterious Walker at Hogwarts

"Deal!" Quirrell said without hesitation.

Perhaps in his eyes, a deputy minister of the Ministry of Magic is far less difficult to deal with than a three-headed dog.

"Very good, after you get the formula, you'd better contact me that way." Dean said.

"You will hear from me soon." Quirrell looked like he wanted to set out immediately to find trouble for Umbridge.

"Then I'll be waiting for your good news~" Dean said with a proud smile.

Umbridge actually dared to use dementors to plot against him!

Dean is a person who holds grudges. Since he has no time to find trouble for Umbridge personally, it does not prevent him from using the hands of Quirrell or even Voldemort to deal with Umbridge.

Dean believed that even if Quirrell couldn't deal with Umbridge, Voldemort, who longed for the Philosopher's Stone, would definitely help Quirrell in order to obtain the Mystery Walker's prophecy, and he wouldn't have to worry about the rest.

"Mr. Mysterious Walker, we have an agreement." Quirrell bowed slightly to show respect and said, "If you have nothing else, I will take my leave - I believe you will get good news soon."

"I'll wait and see." Dean was very satisfied with Quirrell's performance and decided to give him a little help to better hinder Umbridge.

Thinking of this, Dean took out a bottle of energy potion and held it against him: "This bottle of energy potion is a sign of my sincerity."

"This - why are you so embarrassed?" Quirrell resisted with his mouth, but his body took the energy potion honestly.

What surprised Dean slightly was that Chilok restrained his strong desire and did not take the bottle of energy potion immediately. Instead, he carefully put it away - it seemed that Chilok did not completely trust him and was worried that he would use the energy potion. Something was mixed in.

"Even if you don't get those two formulas, I hope you can follow your heart and carefully consider drinking unicorn blood. Believe me, that is definitely not a good choice." Dean warned solemnly.

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After Quirrell said goodbye and left, Dean went several hundred meters deeper into the Forbidden Forest.

He deliberately did not change the outfit of the Mysterious Walker, but only activated the invisibility effect of Prokos's robe, hoping to lure the centaurs out through the centaur scent on the robe.

Although it was basically determined that Quirrell was the one who needed to be rescued in the first year, Dean always felt a little uneasy and decided to stick to the original plan and use the two innocent unicorns as backup tires that needed to be rescued.

Dean's method of seducing the centaurs was successful, and soon he heard a sound similar to horse hooves.

"Who's there?" Dean asked softly, his ears moving.

He heard the sound of a bowstring being drawn.

"Who are you? Why do you want to enter the territory of the centaurs?" A gentle voice asked.

Dean lifted the invisibility effect of Prokos's robe to reveal his body and shouted: "Don't attack, I don't mean any harm!"

"A wizard?" A handsome centaur turned out from behind a big tree in confusion.

The centaur has sparkling platinum hair, a silver body and a silver pony tail.

His eyes were astonishingly blue, like light sapphires, which reminded Dean unconsciously of Brother Dumbledore.

"Hello, it doesn't matter who I am." Dean pretended to be serious, "But you can call me the Mysterious Walker."

The centaur looked Dean up and down: "I have never seen you, let alone heard of this name, but why do I smell a familiar scent on you?"

"I guess it's because of this robe." Dean generously pulled the Prokos robe off his body, revealing the original appearance of the robe.

"Procus' robe? How did you get it?" the centaur asked in surprise.

"I bought it at the second-hand robe shop in Diagon Alley." Dean told the truth.

"Second-hand robe shop! Wizards are always so ignorant!" The centaur shook his tail dissatisfied.

"According to the shop owner who sold it to me, this Prokos robe is destined to me." Dean emphasized.

"Maybe." The centaur looked at Dean carefully again and nodded reluctantly, which was considered to be recognition of Dean's statement.

"What's your name?" Dean asked in as kind a tone as possible.

The centaur nodded: "You can call me Firenze. Why do you appear here? Don't you know that the centaur's territory does not welcome any wizards?"

"Any?" Dean chuckled, "I can't see it, right? At least you will never object to Dumbledore or even Hagrid's visit."

"Do you know them?" Firenze's tone softened.

"That's right." Dean was very satisfied with Firenze's attitude.

On the one hand, Firenze himself is a group of centaurs who are closer to wizards. On the other hand, Dean believes that Newt's bond also played a very important role - both the centaurs themselves and the Ministry of Magic regard the centaurs as Classified as an animal, Dean can enjoy the benefit of increased affinity with magical animals.

And the most important point is that Dean feels that the Prokos robe is also one of the reasons why Firenze favors him.

"Did you come here intentionally to find us?" Firenze asked.

"I - I accidentally 'saw' some bad pictures." Dean said casually.

"Look?" Firenze looked at Dean with probing eyes.

"When I wear this Prokos robe, I occasionally see visions of the future," Dean said. "I think that's why this robe recognizes me as its Lord."

"Prophecy?" Firenze repeated in an uncertain tone.

"I think so." After receiving Dumbledore's advice, Dean decided to separate the gift of prophecy from Dean. At the same time, appearing as the Mysterious Walker would exaggerate this ability so that it would not be easily used by others. Connected - As for Dumbledore, Dean had no intention of hiding it from him at all.

Dean feels that any attempt to deceive Dumbledore is unwise. On the contrary, as long as it does not touch Dumbledore's plan to create a savior, then no matter what he does, Dumbledore should be happy to see the results.

"What did you foresee?" Firenze asked immediately.

"I 'saw' a few unicorns were hurt." Dean said carefully.

"Unicorns? Were hurt? How many?" Firenze raised his voice.

"At least two, but I'm not sure how badly they were injured." Dean noticed Firenze's inadvertent anger and did not dare to tell the story of the two unicorns being killed. He was worried that it might cause dissatisfaction. Necessary turmoil.

After hearing this, Firenze did not answer. Instead, he looked up at the sky, as if he wanted to find something in the clear starry sky.

"Are you looking at the stars?" Dean asked with interest. He wanted to see if he could trigger a mission in this area.

"I noticed that the stars changed not long ago. A star that should not have appeared in this era suddenly appeared in the night sky." Firenze's tone became unpredictable, "I guess your appearance represents that star." Star."

"Is it so magical? When did that star appear?" Dean asked curiously.

"Less than half a year ago."

Dean counted the days and it should be the time when he started pretending to be the Mysterious Walker.

To be honest, Dean was a little bit sour, this horoscope was a bit too accurate.