My classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

Chapter 433: The Centaur Who Sees the Stars
"Pony, the Forbidden Forest is a dangerous place. You'd better go back to the castle immediately, and go back to the shelter of your headmaster, Dippet!"

The centaur walked slowly towards Nelson and Tom. The arrow in his hand shone sharply in the forest gap. Although the centaur often lived in the woods, his body was very clean, far more important than most humans. The neat, white mane hangs down neatly, covering his strong horse body. Although Newt often emphasizes that "horse people don't like to wear clothes", these long and soft hairs make them appear even to humans. Not indecent.

However, Nelson also noticed that among the group of centaurs some wore leather armor or even jewelry. Maybe Newt's conclusion was a little omission.

After noticing that the two were wearing Hogwarts school robes, he slightly lowered the bow and arrow in his hand, and the bowstring slackened. His attitude was a little better, and he even started to call the two of them "foal".

A quiver made of straw rope was slung across his back. The color of the quiver did not match the rope. It seemed that the rope had just been replaced with a new one. A few arrows with beautiful white tail feathers were neatly inserted in the bag. I don’t know which unlucky swan was lucky enough to provide these materials. The arrow shafts cut out of wooden cores are engraved with some patterns similar to star maps. Some magic, but far more decorative than practical.

"It seems that your divination is not very time-sensitive." Tom leaned on the tree, looked at the shining arrow that could not pose any threat to him with disdain, and sneered, "Professor Dippet has long since quit." Now the Headmaster is Dumbledore."

"Albus... Dumbledore?"

"It can't be Aberforth Dumbledore, can it?" Tom said sarcastically.

"Our interpretation of the starry sky is indeed limited, just as wizards' exploration of this world is only a case in point. Facing the stars in the universe that are much wider than the world, we really have no time to take care of the appointment and dismissal of a small school." The horse man was not angry, he put away his longbow, put the arrow back into his quiver, raised his head, passed Tom, looked at Nelson and said, "May, this place is not safe, please go back if there is nothing important. "

His upper body, which is as strong and slender as his lower body, is displayed in front of the two of them. The muscles and arm span comparable to sculptures, as well as the layers of scars on the skin, from wild animals or natural disasters, are like a perfect sculpture. Although the appearance is not much different from that of humans, it also has its own characteristics. The facial features are relatively more prominent, with a wide and flat nose, pointed and long ears, and hair as rough as a horse's mane.

He rubbed his front hooves on the ground and got closer to the two of them, as if trying to force them out of the Forbidden Forest.

"I'm a little curious about the movement of the stars. I heard that the centaurs have a unique astrology, so I want to ask for some advice." Nelson explained his reason for coming again.

"I can see, Maju, your belief in the starry sky and fate is not as pious as you say," the centaur shook his head, "and the enlightenment that wizards get from the starry sky is too different from ours, even if I Let me tell you, it is also difficult for you to understand the thoughts of the horse people, we are a group of two worlds."

"Yeah, people who live in the wizard's forbidden forest, speak the wizard's language, but live in two worlds with us."

"The Forbidden Forest belongs to nature!"

"It shouldn't be the territory of the wizard's enclosure. Before the arrival of the wizard, this place belongs to every creature living on the ground!"

Several centaur cast angry glances at Tom. They were very concerned about the ownership of the Forbidden Forest. Faced with Tom's offense, more and more centaur reached out to touch the bow and arrow on their shoulders.

"Maju, I'm not angry for your offense. We have fundamentally different standards for viewing the world." The centaur in front of him was not angry, "It's like we don't care who the headmaster of Hogwarts is, centaur It does not link the movement of the stars with the single fate of a certain person, it expresses a situation, a forecast of time...Moreover, we prefer to call ourselves beasts, please don't call us people."

"Why?" Tom leaned closer to Nelson, whispering, "Traveling yourself?"

"In the concept of the centaurs, all life is equal, only the difference in wisdom," Nelson turned his head and replied in a low voice, "They also considered themselves human races a long time ago, but later races such as hags and vampires also After being defined as human beings, they are not willing to join forces with this large species."

"I can apply to the Ministry of Magic to set up a new race called the Riddell. Seriously, I don't really want to join forces with hags... I already understand the centaur a little bit."

"I hope I won't be woken up tonight by the sound of you waking up to look at the stars."

Nelson curled his lips and turned to look at the centaur standing quietly in front of him.

"Maybe you can tell me your name," he nodded and said, even though he still thinks that reading astrology fortune-telling is a complete scam, but the centaur's point of view is undoubtedly much higher than those charlatans who pretend to be prophets, " I've made some unique discoveries about how the stars work, and you won't believe it, I'm actually a prophet."

"My name is Chiron, you can also call me Chiron."

Nelson blinked. He felt that he heard a nonsense, but according to the language logic of the centaur, this sentence must have a deep meaning. He couldn't help but asked in confusion, "Chiron? It's the one—"

"No," Chiron shook his head. He knew what Nelson wanted to ask, so he interrupted him first, "That's just a myth of your wizards. It's a very common name among the centaurs, just Same with names like Tom and Jack."

Tom's face darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye. It had been many years since anyone had mentioned this matter, but he did not expect to be turned out by a centaur in the Forbidden Forest.

"Is your name Tom? I seem to have offended you," Chiron immediately noticed something was wrong with the observation brought by looking up at the starry sky, and he asked seriously, "Is it true that in the concept of wizards, sharing names with others Is it a very humiliating thing? Sorry, I don't know very well. In fact, the centaurs are very willing to let the newborn foal use the names of those famous astrologers in history, hoping to inherit some of the vision of its previous owner. "

Before Tom even had time to open his mouth, Chiron had already finished his good words. He didn't have a seizure at the moment, and he didn't have a seizure. A sense of discomfort that was swallowed halfway through a sneeze came to his heart, and the centaur's In just a few words, the unrivaled Master Riddle was held in place for half a minute.

The Forbidden Forest fell into an embarrassing silence in which no one said a word even though many people confronted each other, and even a few centaurs had already started kicking their legs to warm up.

"Well, since the centaurs don't understand it very well, I won't argue with you this time." Tom waited for another half a minute before uttering such a sentence.

"That would be great," Chiron nodded gently, completely different from his irascible companions, "Don't talk about different races, even two different people of the same race may have misunderstandings in conversation However, the purpose of conversation is to eliminate such differences, which is why centaurs can speak the language of wizards. I have to admit that it is more suitable for communication than roaring like a real horse. I am very happy. Happy, you can forgive me, pony, of course, the same is true for the understanding of stars, I dare not comment on the wizard's point of view, but in this field of conversation, the differences between centaur and wizard are even different than using two The language is bigger."

"That's what conversations are for, isn't it?" Nelson asked rhetorically, in Chiron's words, "I feel that you are very different from your companions."

"Yes, you have the same keen observation ability as a centaur," Chiron smiled gently, and turned around, revealing the scars on his back. These scars are very different from the tooth marks on his front. The cane was drawn, he glanced at Tom, and said with a smile, "This can be regarded as an unbearable experience like the name of this little pony. To tell you the truth, I was once captured by a wizard into your performance team Used as merchandise and display, only to get away with it later.”

"Have you been divining about this experience?" Tom asked eagerly.

"Chiron!"

When Chiron's companion heard what he said, someone couldn't help but remind him, but Chiron just turned his head and smiled slightly, and said, "It's okay, I picked up a newspaper in the first half of the year, and that circus is long gone."

"Is it... a circus?" Nelson raised his eyebrows. He happened to know a circus that used to collect magical animals, and Newt also found the reason why the centaur always didn't wear clothes. It was probably because of the circus. The regiment didn't dress him at all, so he asked, "Do you know Nagini?"

"Is that girl?" Chiron moved closer and raised his voice, "One can—"

"A woman who can turn into a snake," Tom continued, finally beginning to look squarely at the centaur whom he had always despised. "I didn't expect you to be her cellmate."

"She?" Chiron asked in surprise, "Is she still human?"

"Of course," replied Tom reasonably, "otherwise what would it be?"

"how come……"

Chiron's two thick eyebrows frowned, and a human-like expression appeared on his face. While muttering in disbelief, he looked back and forth between Nelson and Tom, and kept gesticulating. , and looked up at the sky from time to time.

Nelson waited patiently for him, and after a while, he moved his eyes to Nelson's face and said softly, "I am now willing to believe that you are a prophet."

"The effectiveness of communication." Nelson nodded.

"Her soul was eventually swallowed by the monster in her heart and finally turned into a snake. It should be an inevitable death. I didn't expect that you could even solve this tricky magic."

Chiron didn't ask who solved the blood curse, he already had a clear answer in his heart.

"Didn't you say that you wouldn't connect divination with personal destiny?" Tom found a seam where the needle could be inserted again.

"Of course," Chiron nodded, and said, "I make this judgment only because the magic that touches the soul is almost invulnerable to wizards, and every quarter moon, her illness will intensify. A simple reasoning of time."

Unlike ordinary centaurs who like to tell riddles, Chiron speaks straightforwardly, and is even easy to punch people. After Tom was silent again, he looked at Nelson and cut to the point, "So your opinion on stars what is it then?"

"I don't know if you have noticed that the stars in the sky have shifted." Nelson cleared his throat, woke Tom up, and said, "To be precise, most stars have definite trajectories, but it has become faster."

"Wizards can actually notice this kind of subtle changes?" Chiron was a little surprised, "I thought wizards would only compare specific star maps, and didn't care about these subtle changes. The trajectory of the star map is two seconds faster, even with the help of magic, it is difficult to detect, but I did not expect you to be able to observe it."

Nelson only used one sentence to make Chiron agree with him greatly. He did not observe the starry sky. In fact, he guessed it all. He took out a small silver ball with an exquisite shape surrounded by a circle of stars, and pressed the button, and a brilliant star made of light particles appeared in the forest instantly. The horsemen who believed in the starry sky widened their eyes when they saw this scene. This kind of thing is no less attractive to them than putting the Philosopher's Stone in front of a wizard.

Hearing Chiron's confirmation, Nelson heaved a sigh of relief. He was afraid that Lori Ann's experiment would affect the entire universe. Although this kind of speculation requires too much magic power, as long as it is true, the fixed point of history is important to him. Still a cloud of fog.

A golden clockwork popped out of the ball, and Nelson twisted it slowly. With his movement, the starry sky began to shift, until at a certain point, it suddenly flashed.

"I have a habit of recording the starry sky," Nelson said, "but there was a break point here, and I thought for a while that my instrument was broken."

This was calculated by Alexander, who had nothing to do in the misty illusion, based on the starry sky at the moment, and the so-called breakpoint was set at the moment when Nelson smashed the Lorian hourglass. He has no astronomy hobby, let alone this habit.

But the centaurs who had never seen this kind of thing immediately believed it. Their eyes were fixed on the small ball in Nelson's hand, with longing in their eyes, but no greed.

"It's a treasure, colt."

"Thank you for your endorsement, it may be a gift."

Nelson bowed slightly, and passed the ball in his hand to the centaur. Newt also wrote in the description of the centaur: the centaur regards all things as the arrangement of fate and stars, which also makes them a A race that keeps its promises and never invades. In the creed of destiny, price is always a key word that cannot be bypassed. Of course, this also makes them extremely rigid and even unreasonable.

Sure enough, Chiron's next sentence was "I'm afraid we can't afford this price."

"Perhaps you can teach me the magic of the centaurs to connect the starry sky and the world," Nelson stepped forward and stuffed the ball into Chiron's hands, who instinctively raised his arms, "Exchanging my treasures for yours is equivalent The exchange conforms to the rules of fate."

As soon as Nelson said this, even the eyes of the angry horsemen softened, he really understood it too well.

"It's not equivalent."

Chiron's hand stopped in the air, but he didn't take it back, and the horsemen behind him also became depressed.

"The value is judged by the user, isn't it? I can recreate this kind of thing, but if you miss the opportunity to gain knowledge, you will lose it." Nelson blinked and helped Chiron hold his hand, "I I am very curious about how to use the starry sky to accurately locate time and space, but you know, without a proper method, this will be a huge amount of work. I also want to hear the opinions of the horse people."

"The extra stars... this is indeed a bad omen." Chiron murmured, opening and closing his hands, as if wanting to confirm whether the thing he was holding was a hallucination. Tom almost laughed out loud when he heard these words Come.

For Nelson, what he wants is already in his pocket. Now that it is confirmed that Lori Ann's experiment has not affected the magic power of things other than the earth, the difficult historical coordinates are for him who has the starry sky as a reference. , is just a trivial matter.

(End of this chapter)