Deep in the Forbidden Forest, Harry Potter looked at the bloody Umbridge and felt a little worried.

She looked like she was about to die.

She wouldn't really die in the Forbidden Forest.

Ron is even more beautiful.

"It's over, it's over, it's over."

He kept mumbling, and the sweat on his panicked head never dried up.

Firenze looked at the kidnapped people with some surprise.

"What happened? Why did it get to this point?"

Firenze asked.

Ronan said melancholy: "I'm afraid we have fallen into a trap, Firenze, someone should use these little guys to deal with us.

Someone wants to use us to start a war."

Horse people are not stupid.

On the contrary, they are really smart. Although they don't understand why things turned out like this, after thinking about it for a while, they came up with a terrible possibility.

Do humans want to drive them out of the Forbidden Forest through a bloody incident?

Wizards are very skilled at doing this kind of thing.

It's not that centaurs have persecutory delusions.

In history, wizards once did this. Once bitten by a snake, they would be afraid of well ropes for ten years.

But what seemed strange to these centaurs was that the stars did not tell them of this danger.

They don't know why.

Bain came over aggressively with several centaurs. Ron looked even more frightened, but he still stopped in front of Harry.

"Don't come here," Ron said. "If you want to deal with Harry, you have to defeat me first."

Although Harry was also very nervous, he was still calm.

He was thinking about how many people he could knock down if he took action suddenly.

Can he take Hermione and Ron away safely?

"Go away, little wizard, don't show off."

Bain said, but he really didn't get closer.

"Don't be so cruel, Bane, they are just children!"

Firenze said.

"Don't tell me in that casual tone of your voice that they are just children and that we are in big trouble."

Bain said irritably.

It's a good thing that Umbridge didn't die, but she couldn't wake up temporarily and suffered a lot of penetrating injuries, which almost killed her.

Fortunately, this is the magical world, otherwise, Umbridge would have died right now.

"Didn't you hear what Ronan said? This could be a trap."

Bain said angrily.

Firenze said nothing, while Ronan was trying to smooth things over.

"This is just a possibility, Bain, it may not be true.

It’s also possible that I’m overthinking.”

"No matter what," Bain took a deep breath and said, "Things can't be worse than this."

"We informed Hagrid."

Margery walked out. He was a reddish-brown centaur. He was extremely strong and had a high status among the centaur tribe. He looked at the few people present and said, "So we need to know, the little wizard

Hey, who told you that you can run into the Forbidden Forest?"

He spoke aggressively.

But he is already considered the friendliest to humans among these centaurs. Among these centaurs, the friendliest to humans is Firenze, and the rest are Ronan, and even Bain, now

Margery can also be regarded as the third echelon of people who can communicate.

As long as you can communicate, it's considered friendly.

Real centaurs never communicate with wizards. Those old centaurs are the real dangers.

They even wanted to shoot Hagrid.

Not to mention these little wizards.

The centaurs looked at the wizards here in silence. Hermione, Ron and Harry all felt a suffocating depression.

"No, no one told us."

Hermione knew tremblingly that Professor Lupine had hinted at her, but seeing the current situation, she didn't want to confess Professor Lupin.

She just wanted to bet that these centaurs would not hurt them.

"No one told you, so why did you run towards this place?"

Margery continued to ask aggressively.

"Because it is dangerous here, and because this is a place Hagrid is familiar with, we want to be sheltered here!"

Hermione continued.

"Centaurs never protect wizards!"

An old centaur said, walking towards this side, the other centaurs agreed, and Hermione looked even more frightened.

She was shaking a little.

"Aren't you very proud? Ah, little wizard."

On the other side, a centaur also came out from there and said: "Do you think you are very smart, you saved a magical animal by yourself, and then with the help of us, you drove away the wizard who followed you?

Do you feel like you’ve taken advantage of us?”

Still an old centaur.

Hermione looked like she was about to cry.

"No," she said loudly, "No, we don't mean that..."

"But that's what you did."

The old centaur who spoke first said, "That's what you do, you cunning wizards!

Don't lie, you liars!"

He rebuked the little wizard loudly, and then the centaurs seemed to be ignited with anger, and they began to reprimand them one by one.

The crowd became excited.

Firenze noticed something was wrong. He opened his mouth several times to speak, but was blocked every time.

"Shut up, you close-to-human freak."

Those old centaurs said: "You are not qualified to speak here."

Hermione began to feel scared. She didn't expect these centaurs to be so violent.

What should I do?

Hermione didn't know. She could only pray that Professor Lupin or Hagrid would come to save people. With the reprimands of these old centaurs, the atmosphere among these centaurs was obviously not right. Firenze looked at it sadly.

Seeing all this, even Ronan felt danger.

"alright."

He tried to interrupt the tribesmen several times, but he was also blocked.

It is impossible to kill this little wizard, but if the centaurs want to knock them unconscious and hang them up, it is not impossible.

Firenze frowned and looked at his tribe.

Looking at some centaurs who were out of control and digging in the soil, Harry grabbed his wand and thought about what Professor Lupine usually taught him.

"Find the leader..."

"Control the boss..."

"Take the hostages and leave."

He swallowed nervously and glanced at the centaurs. He was a little anxious because he suddenly forgot what the structure of the centaurs group was.

Is it an elder system or some other system?

So what should we do if we want to find their leader?
To be continued...