Dumbledore's arrival seemed to give everyone here a reassurance.

As long as this old man is here,

Regardless of the origins of those two dark wizards, they will never appear again.

"Our caretaker, Mr. Filch, told me,

A white light and a loud noise came from the direction of the Forbidden Forest. Maybe someone can tell me in detail what happened tonight? "

After Dumbledore entered, he conjured a chair carved with a pig's head and sat down.

he asked the little wizards.

So Harry recounted what happened tonight honestly.

Dumbledore was lost in thought, but no one knew what he was thinking.

After a long time, the old man slowly spoke,

"As much as I want to tell you that the lockdown is lifted,

But this is something our vice-principal has decided, and I can’t change it.

But now that the Forbidden Forest is no longer safe, your confinement should be with the other two Mr. Weasleys instead."

He said that the Forbidden Forest was not safe, but the old man seemed to be talking about a mouse in the house, as casually as he said.

"As for what you said Harry, there is a dark wizard suspected of being Peter Pettigrew. I will also check with the Ministry of Magic about this matter.

Hagrid, I will send these children back to the castle first, and you will accompany me to the centaurs tribe later. "

The kind old man stood up, but what was different from usual was that Dumbledore looked even more profound at this time.

No one knew what he was thinking.

The next period of time seemed uneventful.

There was no worse news from the centaurs, everything was business as usual.

Dumbledore brings news of Peter Pettigrew's death from the Ministry of Magic, yes, news of death.

Peter, who was clearly supposed to be in a state of the living dead, died in Azkaban

Harry and the others successfully ended the confinement, allowing George and Fred to return to the time when the two of them were working voluntarily.

It was as if what happened that night was like a dream.

Except Malfoy now carries that M500 revolver wherever he goes.

I don't know where he got a batch of .50 Magnum bullets produced by Muggles. When he had something to do, he took Harry to the Room of Requirement for target practice.

There were winners and losers in the Quidditch match, but the entanglement between the four seekers continued.

Harry and Malfoy became a famously dangerous combination in the academy. The two wizards who wore guns to class were known as the Hogwarts Musketeers.

Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw were not idle either. In addition to tit-for-tat on the playing field, Cedric Diggory also launched a fierce attack on Qiuchang outside the playing field, but it was said that he had not yet succeeded.

Oh, by the way, one more thing,

It is said that Dumbledore received a howling letter with the smell of death, and a thestral delivered the letter directly to the headmaster's office.

According to enthusiasts, the snarling letter came from Dumbledore's good friend, Mr. Nicolas Flamel.

Ahem, this has nothing to do with Raven. If others don't know, unless he doesn't do anything about it, how can he call his communication with the teacher a complaint?

The teacher has an important letter to send to a friend. It is reasonable for him to ask Mian Ji to deliver it. It is also reasonable for him to open the door of the principal's office for her.

"Brother, how are you preparing for your final exam?"

Familiar breakfast table, familiar voice, Jack put the last bite of taco into his mouth before starting today's conversation.

Morning is a regular meeting time for the four of them. Misty is a Ravenclaw student and is not always with Hufflepuff on her class schedule.

Plus there's Raven, a guy who randomly chooses courses.

That's why they could only get together so much for breakfast.

"Ah~ Just let it happen in the exam. I took the exam naked."

Raven said while drowning the steamed dumplings in spicy soup.

He really didn't care about the exam, it was all very basic stuff anyway.

According to what he still remembers,

Voldemort probably started to cause trouble after the final exam.

Recently he has been quietly observing Quirrell.

According to his observation, Chilo's condition is getting better and better recently.

This made Raven very strange.

Obviously the horseman said everything was business as usual, so how could he replenish his vitality?

It doesn't matter, just watch the show.

The exam came as scheduled,

Raven was very happy when he got the test papers. They were all things he knew.

Fortunately, I didn't review it, otherwise it wouldn't be a waste of time.

However, Raven's plan to watch the theater was interrupted by unexpected news.

Dolan asked Firenze to send him a message asking him to go to the centaurs settlement tonight.

Follow Firenze on the road to the centaur settlement,

Raven didn't stop observing. A legendary boss would appear in this forest recently.

If Raven really discovered the opponent first, he would have to launch a sneak attack first.

"Here, do you want to drink the drink you made?" Raven took out a bottle, opened it, inserted a straw, and handed it to Firenze.

Firenze had no intention of drinking, and Raven chuckled.

He wasn't angry either, he just took back the bottle with the straw in it and took a sip.

Maybe it was because I caught up with the centaurs festival when I came here last time.

After Raven entered the settlement this time, he was not as surprised as last time. There were still flowers between the tents, but even in summer, the flowers and grass here were too dense. Raven could even see the grass blades growing on the road.

However, everything is business as usual for the centaurs, they are all busy with their own things.

Coming to the high priest's tent,

Raven asked,

"Where did Bane go this time?"

Firenze was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect that the little wizard would reach the end before saying this to him.

Then he said.

"He went out with the hunting party,"

Raven nodded, took a long sip of the drink, and put the bottle away.

Then lift the curtain.

His old friend Dolan had his back to him and seemed to be looking at something.

"[Feila Weidu]!"

A voice full of hatred and pleasure came from Raven's back,

Firenze maintained the posture of opening the curtain and allowed a magic spell to pass through his lower body and hit Raven firmly.

Pettigrew, Peter.

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