Azkaban: The Fifth House of Hogwarts

The horse people's tribe is located in a U-shaped valley. The towering cliffs provide them with a natural barrier. At the entrance, a thick fence tied with logs becomes a defensive barrier.

In the deepest part of the U-shaped valley, there was the sound of rushing water, and vaguely, you could see a waterfall hanging in the distance. A clear stream ran through the entire horse tribe, and there were several bridges spanning both sides. The houses were built along both sides of the stream.

This place is like a paradise, an Eden for the centaurs has been opened up in the dangerous Forbidden Forest, free from threats from the outside world.

There is a half-opened gate in the middle of the log wall. On each side of the gate, there is a strong horseman holding a spear standing guard. On top of the wall, there are also three or four sentries standing with longbows in their hands. Any creature that appeared on the flat grass ahead would be seen by them, and Hagrid and Rollo were naturally noticed by them.

"It's Hagrid!"

One of the sentries spoke loudly, alerting his companions.

"Good evening! Orff."

Hagrid shouted to the sentry who spoke, and Hagrid recognized the man.

"Who is next to you? This is the first time I saw him. Why did you bring a little pony here?"

"His name is Luo Luo. He is a good boy. I will bring him to your place to have a look. It doesn't matter, right?"

"The one with the Acromantula?"

There was some surprise in Orff's voice. The centaurs couldn't hide the fire that Rollo called Fox to ignite in front of the spider lair that night. They would not fail to investigate such a major event that was beneficial to the centaurs tribe.

In fact, Bain didn't go far that night. He followed them from a distance and saw the astonishing scene.

Since that night, the Acromantulas have become much more peaceful. The reduction in members has also allowed Aragog, the old Spider King, to better control the group. During this time, the Forbidden Forest has returned to its original tranquility. .

The conversation between Sentinel Orff and Hagrid also caused the news of Rollo's arrival to be quickly heard by other centaurs with sharp ears and eyesight. For a while, the sound of horse hooves was heard everywhere, and many centaurs walked out of their wooden houses and came to the empty space behind the gate of the centaurs tribe. on the ground.

In the warm welcome, Hagrid and Rollo walked into the centaurs' homes.

"Duol, you old guy is not dead yet. I haven't seen you come out for several years. I thought you centaurs had changed your clan leader."

After seeing his old friend in front of him, Hagrid waved to him familiarly.

"You little guy, you really can't speak as well as before."

This gray old horseman is no longer strong and healthy, his withered muscles hang loosely, and he can't even walk very steadily.

"It's something worthy of celebration, of course I have to come out. After 30 years, the foals have grown into strong warriors, and the Forbidden Forest has returned to the peace of their childhood. Of course I'm happy for such good news. .”

The centaurs like Hagrid because Hagrid has made the Forbidden Forest more orderly than before, but the centaurs also hate the Acromantulas, even if they are pets kept by Hagrid. Love and hatred are clearly expressed among the centaurs. Obviously, if you like it, you will like it, but you won’t be merciful when you scold me.

"I knew you were still the same. I just hope the guy who takes your place won't be as stubborn as you."

Hagrid didn't care much about it, he had been used to it for decades.

"If this stubbornness is your compliment to me, then I hope my successor can pass on this good habit."

The old centaur Duol, whose wrinkles were somewhat relaxed on his face, took a few steps forward and came to Hagrid and Rollo.

"I was just trying to see whose foal could do such an amazing thing. Bain told me and everyone about you."

"child."

Duol emerged slightly and put his hand on Rollo's head.

"May Mother Nature protect you and welcome you here as a guest."

“The door is always open for you and you are always welcome if you want to come and play.”

"Thank you." Rollo smiled and nodded, "I'm very happy to be friends with you."

"Then please welcome our children!"

Durao straightened up, opened his hands and spoke loudly to the centaurs in all directions.

"Tonight is a night worth celebrating."

The centaurs raised their front hooves and stood high, and cheers spread throughout the tribe.

A huge bonfire was lit, and the centaurs took out a lot of food from their homes. The aroma of burning herbs filled the surroundings of the flames, and the refreshing fragrance whetted their appetites, even if they had just eaten at Hagrid's. After dinner, Rollo still couldn't control his mouth and stuffed a lot of strange but delicious food into his stomach.

The enthusiasm conveyed by the centaurs who regarded Rollo as a friend almost made him unable to withstand it. Hagrid and a group of adult centaurs were drinking wine by the campfire. Hagrid, who was almost drinking with a barrel of wine, had already defeated him. There were at least twenty centaur warriors, their red cheeks filled with pleasure and joy. Those unconvinced centaurs kept raising challenges with drunken steps, but the result was that a few more of their subordinates were defeated.

But this does not mean that Rollo is saved. The little pony is naturally with the little pony. There are about 40 children in the centaur tribe. Those little ponies who are only three or four years old already have Rollo's chest. When they are high, they shouted affectionately like a brother, asking Rollo to tell them stories about the outside world. Their clear and ignorant eyes revealed curiosity and love for the world.

The ponies who are about the same age as Rollo are each two or three heads taller than Rollo. The centaur's body shape is naturally much taller than that of humans, and the same is naturally true for children of the same age.

But what they talked about with Rollo was more about interesting magic. Centaurs also have the ability to cast spells, but their magic is completely different from that of wizards.

Perhaps because keeping a distance from wizards has been a rule maintained by centaurs for hundreds of years, Rollo could only vaguely understand some centaurs' magic during the conversation.

Centaurs who do not need any external objects such as wands can easily cast spells with their bare hands, but unlike wizards, not every centaur has the talent to cast spells.

The magic power in their bodies is full, but more of it is used to change and strengthen their bodies. Powerful centaur warriors like Bain can easily draw bows and arrows with a pulling force of more than half a ton, and throw spears that fly at subsonic speeds, but only those Only those who are born with abundant magic power can become spellcasters among the horse people. Such characters become sacrificers among the horse people, and they are waiters who serve Mother Nature.

Horse people do not believe in gods, but they believe in nature. They call themselves the sons of nature and are favored by the jungle. They will also work hard to maintain the stability of the surrounding natural jungle and live in harmony with nature.

But these are not the reasons that trouble Rollo. As we all know, some centaurs and men are open-minded. However, Rollo has no interest in lolita and cultivation. Even if he passes a few whiteboards in front of him from time to time, but in his heart No waves.

But the existence of some centaurs troubled him extremely.

Okay, let’s show it off. He likes Sister Yu, or an adult woman who matches his mental age. Not all the stallions who come to the centaurs tribe’s big party are tall and thick stallions. The same goes for those big sisters with such hot bodies that it makes Luo Luo blush. Everywhere.

The person who is currently drinking with Hagrid is an adult female centaur with fiery red hair and full of heroic spirit. She wears a thick ponytail and carries an oak barrel. She is fighting fiercely with Hagrid. Compared with her petite body, Hagrid, who had no interest in the opposite sex, could turn a blind eye and just immerse himself in the carnival of booze, but this made Rollo look away with a grimace.

'But that's simply not possible! '

Rollo wailed in his heart and couldn't close his eyes the whole time. As long as he opened his eyes, centaurs dressed like this were everywhere. They danced happily beside the bonfire, and from time to time they would come up and give Rollo a gift. Hand-knitted garland, this is a small gift for horse people to express their closeness and welcome.

Rollo had no doubt that these centaur ladies had cut off all the flowers and plants nearby, and the garland sent to him could not be contained in two sacks.

"My damn affinity...Emperor Beefeng, are you trying to tempt me to commit a crime?"

Rollo, who was holding his head and feeling worried, tried hard to tell himself that he couldn't make mistakes. No matter whether it was a pony pulling a cart or a little man riding a big horse, it was inappropriate. He couldn't open his head, otherwise his reputation would be ruined. This night.

He used to think that it was a good thing that his ability could affect the centaurs. After all, with the affinity level, it would be more convenient for him to do anything. However, he did not expect that such convenience was too convenient.

Under normal circumstances, wizards are not allowed to enter the centaurs tribe, and the foals and female centaurs who have stayed in the back half of the tribe for a long time will almost never show up in front of human wizards.

The slave trade was very popular hundreds of years ago. Centaurs who have witnessed the cruelty, greed, and unlimited side of human beings will never open this mouth. Rollo is an exception among wizards, even more special than Hagrid. After all, Hagrid He is a hybrid giant, but no one says he is a hybrid human. His height of [-] meters is enough to explain everything.

Just when Rollo was wondering whether to look or secretly look, the cheerful voice of the chirping pony beside him attracted his attention.

"Sister Setina is here!"

The cheerful shout with a childish voice made Luo Luo look sideways, but with just such a glance, he almost fell into this shocking glance.

Under the bright moonlight, the centaur girl named Setina wore long pure white hair as bright as the moonlight. It seemed that a glimmer of light enveloped her hair, making this warm white color match her pure whiteness. The fur is perfectly connected.

The burning bonfire not far away coated her with a layer of warm firelight, as if the glistening white snow was exposed to the flames, and a kind of pity and love emerged involuntarily in her heart.

It was the desire, thought, and obsession to protect her. When he first saw it, this idea appeared involuntarily and took root deeply.

At this moment, Rollo even doubted that his ability had come to her. He also experienced the feelings of the magical creatures who were close to him after seeing him.

It was an urgent desire from the bottom of my heart to fall into his arms, to be caressed and loved by him. It even went beyond instinct and reason for a time, causing people to fall into an involuntary frenzy.

It would be great if this centaur girl, who was completely born on Rollo's XP, was a "human"!

These words kept echoing in Rollo's mind, almost as if he was in a daze.

He watched helplessly as she walked towards him, getting closer and closer, from three meters to two meters to one meter - and then so close that he could reach out and touch her.

"It must be very troublesome."

A sound like a clear spring flowed into Luo Luo's noisy ears, and the world seemed to become quiet at this moment.

"Follow me, come here."

Luo Luo subconsciously held the slender hand. As she stood up, she passed through countless crowds and came to the waterfall filled with mist from the Yuanli bonfire.

"Hello, I'm Setina."

This voice awakened Rollo's immersed thinking and called his soul to return to his body.

(If you don’t have money to hire an artist to order a painting, Cetina, you can just make up your mind. Ahem, that’s it.)